#ft. taliesin

[adrasian]

closed starter for @taliesin-mistry

Privacy, always, was the real rarity in a place like the Undercroft. What windows of opportunity there were were brief and had to be seized quickly -- Adrasia, it seemed, was not the only one attempting to take advantage this time. He had succeeded first in the showers, scrubbing away the lingering malaise of his transfer until his skin would have pinkened, had he been human. His clothes he wrestled into while the room was still thick with humidity, then slipped down the hall like a shadow. Just within the door of the dormitory though, the celestial halted.

Someone else was already inside: only one, alone, tucked far from the door.

They were crying.

Adrasia took one automatic step forward, then stopped, his lips parting around words he hadn't even chosen yet, his hair still hanging in damp curls around his face. The sound was a wretched, painful thing -- this was the first time the celestial had heard it in this place, but he knew suddenly with a dreadful intuition it would not be the last. When he moved again he approached not-so-quietly, so not to scare the other before he spoke, soft and encouraging: "We're alone, it's alright." Adrasia stopped a bed away, not wanting to corner the other in such a state. "May I sit? You may pretend I'm not even here, if you like."

[azures-grace]

screaming into the void

A very quickly thrown together basic refsheet of Iriae.

In the actual file, the hair is interactive! I drew like 5 different hairs, it was great.

by basic refsheet I mean colors.

[m-herra]

I need 2 draw the cuddle pile thoughts in tags

[gwyndolence]

Gwyn felt the moment the boy lost himself, the shuddering of his muscles, those desperate mewling sounds giving way to breathless hitching gasps as Taliesin quivered underneath him. It was dreadfully compelling and the sith didn't let up on his attentions until he was certain Taliesin had wrung himself out entirely, grinding leisurely down against the slave's trapped, twitching cock with slow little circles of his hips. By the time Gwyn pressed one last kiss to his skin and pulled away, Taliesin's nipples were flushed and swollen, his chest heaving in short bursts as the human fought for air. He was gorgeous like this.

"Well done, my lovely," Gwyn cooed, simply laying against him and stroking his hand through Taliesin's hair as if petting him for performing a clever trick. He caressed his thumbs against Taliesin's cheeks, brushing away the drying tears. The sith was still flushed and so very hard, but it was good to tease it out, letting the sight of the boy in the wake of his orgasm be a steady kindling for his lust. "You can stay in that position as long as you like, darling, but you don't need to hold it anymore."

Taliesin's expression had slipped into a kind of bewilderment - at Gwyn, at himself. There was a glassy sheen over his eyes, and equally so his lips, wet and fallen open around a string of sounds incomprehensible to language. He thought to curl his hands into fists around the sheets, but seemed somehow incapable of moving the muscles to allow it. He shuddered, almost crying at just the flick of Gwyn's tongue, then actually crying at the nip of Gwyn's teeth.

It was strange, the closer that Taliesin got to orgasm, the less aware he became of his body. The sensation was curious, almost as if he was floating above himself, out of alignment with physical reality. The first thing that Taliesin knew about his orgasm was the sudden, wet, warm splash of cum between his own ass cheeks, where his dick was currently being held by several layers of tape. If he was making any sound at all, which undoubtedly he was, Taliesin couldn't even hear it. Whatever thought was supposed to be in Taliesin's head, the one he heard had an almost anthropological interest in what was happening. So that answers that question, it said, with a little notepad out. You can cum just from having your nipples played with.

[bitterkarella]

JK Rowling: hello children Rowling: i want you to sssay hello to Rowling: graham lineham Lineham: [wearing foil hat] free masons run the country Rowling: he'sss got sssome great ideasss you should hear

Poe: joanne you don't need to bring him here Poe: like, you really don't Rowling: he hass thingsss to sssay and you're ALL going to hear them Poe: this is really kind of off topic for us here Rowling: EVERYONE will hear them

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Rowling: go ahead, graham, tell them what you told me Lineham: trans people produce no great films, no music, no art Lineham: they're incapable of doing this basic human thing because they're subhuman Lineham: untermensch, if you will Rowling: isssn't he great?

Lineham: trans books are always universally panned because of their incoherence Billy Martin: Hailey Piper: Eve Harms: Gretchen Felker-Martin: Joe Koch: M. Lopes da Silva: Arden Powell: Lor Gislason: Julya Oui: LC von Hessen: GE Woods: Michelle Belanger: Rain Corbyn: SA Chant:

FT Catulla: Viktor Athelstan: Meagan Hotz: Ziggy Schutz: Rose Sable: WN Derring-Judith: Charles Maria Tor: Devaki Devay: Dayna Ingram: Ori Jay: Ai Burton: Gabriel Valentine: Cosmin-Mihai Birsan: Jei D Marcade: Rhiannon Rasmussen: Max Turner: Taylor J Pitts: Vincent Endwell:

Bri Crozier: Theo Hendrie: Derek des Anges: Briar Ripley Page: Winter Holmes: gaast: Maya Deane: Charles-Elizabeth Boyles: Layne van Rensburg: Amanda M Blake: May Leitz: Alison Rumfitt: Rivers Solomon: Lillian Boyd: Torrey Peters: Taliesin Neith: Daniel M. Lavery: Joss Lake: Aubrey Wood: Jonah Wu:

Daphne du Maurier: Patricia Highsmith: Franz Kafka: Kafka: wait Kafka: why did the camera pan to me

Barker: oh you know why haha Poe: clive Kafka: why Kafka: [hugging blåhaj] i don't know what you mean

[marcussour]

C3E116 random thoughts and bits

Love Laura's hair in this episode

What even is this ad, hahahaha

The deception check for running backwards shit was hilarious

"I don't want to bet, we're saving money, we're trying to adopt" *5 seconds later* "YOU OWE ME 100 DOLLARS"

This whole thing in the hallways of the Arx Creonum has been like an extended Scooby Doo gag, in the best way possible

"I was eating some candy, do you want some?", "Will I also sound sarcastic if I eat one?"

I can imagine Fjord just floating in the air and being split apart by both Caleb and the Weave Mind

Dope Monk Shit

It's hilarious tho that, from the perspective of the rest of the Nein, both Fjord and Beau just suddenly disappeared without a notice, and of course you might assume it was the work of the Weave Mind

Everything dies without mice

And bees

Fjord Fairie Fire Fizzles

Oh, that divine intervention was clutch af

"Tiny little spectral golden dicks" - Hope we get a C3 animated show one day to see that

Oh, divine intervention and then Time Stop, amazing

That whole 5 turns in 1 from Caleb was just *chef's kiss*

"This is where we'll begin the next graveyard" - Taliesin as always with the best one liners

"Which of you will be the first to be interred?"

I appreciate so much Taliesin's musical references (now to A Perfect Circle), and it's incredible how often they go through over both the rest of the cast and the fandom's heads

Dammit Sam, how on Earth do you manage to get 4 nat 1s, in 2 rolls with advantage, back to back

But is the wall 10 ft over the ground, 20 ft tall tho? can't believe that became a bit

That was a nice try for Caduceus to go down for trying to recover from blindness

I've said before how Tal's characters are always the one I connect the most, and not having seen C2 yet -just clips and bits-, I gotta say, I love Caduceus so much.

Now Caleb with the bad rolls streak, considering how bad they've rolled overall, its fascinating how things have turned out. I mean, it hasn't been abysmal or anything, but, well, it could've been a lot better.

4 hours in to notice your armor isn't equipped. We've all been there at some time.

Love how, while Yasha was killing the first of the Weave Mind to fall, Sam and Laura were talking about a realistic Moo Deng cake

The moment the ego hunter fell and how the Weave Mind felt it, it reminded me of the "IT'S AFRAID" moment with the Brain bug from Starship Troopers

"STAY DOWN BITCH, FUCK YOUR FUCKING TRIGONOMETRY"

Caleb using Disintegrate to just, completely obliterate the other 4 was just, beautiful

Ashley doing the "SHE'S BEEN HERE THE WHOLE TIME" when talking about Beau

Well, that was amazing. Also, both Vox Machina and The Mighty Nein completing their tasks in 2 episodes, it was a nice parallel.

Well, it's up to Bells Hells now. I'm stoked to see what Ludinus -and Matt by extension- throws at them, not only considering BH aren't entirely sure what to do with Predathos; but also, because they aren't lvl 20 like the other 2 groups, and how will Matt handle that scaling

[atridie]

turned my elf tallir into a human for disco elysium au purposes. meet taliesin aka tally

ft @sadeggsforbreakfast’s fanfic

[ravisurendra]

Soren snorted at Taliesin's umbrage, as much as his brother's snark tugged at that little dangling guilt of keeping secrets from him still. Now was absolutely not the time to start thinking about coming out to him. Quite possibly it was the worst time, not that Soren was comfortable thinking too hard about what would be the right one. He shook his head instead and moved into the kitchen still, snatching the still-steaming kettle off the stove to fix his own drink. He was lost in his own thoughts when that ripping-paper noise came from the living room followed by a relieved sound, and Soren immediately leaned out of the kitchen again with a flare of concern, kettle still in hand.

"What the hell was that?" He demanded, the incredulity on his face wavering just a bit at Taliesin's expression and the way his joggers were puddling around his feet. Taliesin was past his twenties now but the difference between the two of them still made his brother look like he was playing dress up when he tried on Soren's clothes. Whatever the fuck it was, he didn't seem massively concerned... Soren quickly dipped back and fetched his mug, trying not to let his imagination go too wild before he answered. Taliesin's question was more deserving of his worry either way.

"Where did they tell you to go at the end of the night?" The last thing he wanted to be thinking about during the little time they had together was how quickly he'd have to let him go again, but they'd both have bigger problems if Taliesin seemed like he'd gone missing.

Taliesin raised an eyebrow at Soren. He knew that Soren thought he was silly, childish, immature, but really? He thought he was actually using nerf darts for his own amusement? He shook his head, before considering that maybe watching Mrs Robinson scamper down the corridor at high speed after them did constitute his own amusement. Still, he pouted. "Yes. I'm not a baby." Since Taliesin could remember, he'd been reminding Soren that he wasn't a baby, even when he was. That was what a seven year age gap did to a younger brother - it made him eager to cast his plastic animals and teddy bears aside, at least when other people were watching. Taliesin seemed to have grown up all at once in his early teens, transitioning from a shy, sensitive, emotionally young thirteen to a precocious, moody, sultry, even, fourteen. He'd wanted to be seen, ogled.

Not now though. He frowned down at his own bare legs. The main problem he was having was that he didn't dare let down the tape that was holding his dick in place without... Something to cover his legs. And it was horrifically uncomfortable now the molly was wearing off. "It's fine. It's not like you haven't seen it before." Taliesin had been the kind of toddler that would escape, naked, at intervals. "Fucking straight men, pretending like they don't have their own penis. You can make more tea if you want." He did turn around, to prevent Soren from actually getting an eye full, once he'd lifted Mrs Robinson off his lap. Calmer than before, she moved across the room to gaze wistfully out of the window, scheming her cat schemes. The tape came away from Taliesin's skin with a loud ripping noise, which sounded much worse than it was. Taliesin groaned in relief, somehow coordinating his tired limbs into the fabric. Soren's trousers did look ridiculous on him.

"Thanks. I can feel my cock again." He stuck his tongue out at Soren childishly, more relaxed now, beginning to fall back into his usual demeanor. Soren was one of the few people that Taliesin was comfortable being, well, silly, around. Then a sudden wrinkle of worry deepened his brow. "How am I going to get back to the castle?"

[dynamite124]

how tall is Taliesin? I am curious because my Dragonborn is around 6' 7 ft.

Taliesin is 6'4''.

[oneshimaru]

Commission for @adhdsonic (ft. their and @heretic-saint-taliesin's ocs)! I also made a speedpaint for it :>

🌻 commission prices | kofi 🌻

[heartxshaped-bruises]

FIVE SONGS I ASSOCIATE WITH MY MUSES !!

TAGGED BY: @myriadxofxmuses (( thank you <3 )) TAGGING: @alwaysanangcl @lxvefrxmthextherside @ask-thedepressedkidatthetable @fantasystrangers @murdercapitxl @brokenblondeprincess

★  ⸻  JOE

My Bloody Valentine by Good Charlotte

The Horror Of Our Love by Ludo

Evil Side by The Dirty Nil

Obsessed With You by The Orion Experience

Friends In Low Places by Worthikids

★  ⸻  EMRY LILLIS

Lemonade by Wheatus

Anything, Anything by Lucky Boys Confusion

Accidentally In Love by Counting Crows

Rock & Roll Queen by The Subways

I Quit by Donots

★  ⸻  TALIESIN

Throne by Saint Mesa

Let Yourself Go Wild by Jasmin Tabatabei

Feral Love by Chelsea Wolfe

Seven Devils by Florence + The Machine

Altay by Ummet Ozcan ft. Otyken

[adrasian]

Adrasia on: Taliesin🍵

@taliesin-mistry

[pridepages]

Tenderness: In Deeper Waters

I just finished In Deeper Waters by FT Lukens. I have thoughts...

Here there be spoilers!

Last year, I discovered the High Fantasy, Low Stakes genre. Authors create fantastical sandboxes for their characters to play in--full of magic and adventure--but keep the scope of their trials tighter and more intimate. The effect is like stepping into a slightly more grownup version of your favorite childhood fairytale. But make no mistake: wrapped within these cosy blankets are precious treasures for us to keep close to heart.

Many of us are familiar with the fairytale prince: a dashing figure meant to slay dragons and rescue princesses. In Deeper Waters gives us Taliesin, ‘Tal,’ fourth born prince of his kingdom who has been hidden behind castle walls all his life for fear of his magic being discovered. Despite being all powerful and having every reason to resent a world that would shame and fear him, Tal is a gentle soul. He is frequently mocked by his elder siblings for being tenderhearted. But Tal insists: “The world isn’t kind. But that doesn’t mean I can’t be.”

Tal is so refreshing because the typical fairytale prince is a paragon of hyper masculinity. As a model of manhood, the Prince is meant to conquer, to win by violence, toughness, or ego. Instead, Tal approaches the world with empathy and compassion. An act of mercy is what introduces him to his love interest--Athlen. 

Tenderness can mean two things. One meaning is to show gentleness, concern, or sympathy (as Tal does when he sets Athlen free from his chains). But tenderness can also mean easy to cut--the opposite of tough. For all his unwaveringly cheerful demeanor, Athlen is the kind of tender that is vulnerable. 

To Athlen’s knowledge, he is the last of his kind. He is a merman who was raised among a community--and a family--from whom he was separated by a natural disaster. Though he says he keeps faith that there may be another survivor, that they may find each other someday, Athlen still suffers from the wounds of his trauma. When Tal tries to separate from Athlen in order to protect him, Athlen won’t hear of it. He is terrified of being abandoned or left behind by anyone he loves. He typically holds the world at arms’ length, not allowing even his dearest friend, Dara, to have the intimacy of seeing his home or his true form. 

Tal becomes Athlen’s exception, the one person Athlen wants to let into his heart. But once Athlen has someone to lose, he finds out that letting someone in means risking pain and loss. As the saying goes: no man is an island. Luckily, Tal is his perfect match, able to meet Athlen’s pain with gentle care. “We’ve felt alone,” Tal says, “But we could be alone together.” To which Athlen feels safe enough, cherished enough, loved enough to take the leap and agree: “I want to be alone together with you.”

Tal and Athlen’s journey is one of tenderness. They don’t prove their worth through battle, power, or conquest. Their strength comes from their ability to face their feelings and communicate them with honesty and understanding. Waters is a refreshing new twist on a fairytale: one that shows us the need for men with tender hearts.

[ludinus-is-a-bitch]

rewatching the aeor arc because it's slightly cold outside!

[cannibarb]

Tal: You made a deal with the sea witch.

Athlen: yes.

Tal: Soooo…what exactly did you trade for your legs..?

Athlen:

[thaliasthunder]

grecia reading In Deeper Waters

just let yall know i started reading this and the cover is the prettiest thing i've seen in my life