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[roguishcat]

WIP Thursday

Thank you so much for tagging me @pickel182 and @vividiana! Your WIPs made me giggle💖 . Looking forward to reading more 🔥!

This is more smut (MNDI). Reader is being a bit of a brat.

“Underwear off,” Astarion commanded whilst fumbling with his clothes, his voice raspy because of the emotions he was struggling to contain.

You were more than ready for this. But appearances had to be kept up. So, with a smirk, you lifted yourself off the bedroll until your lips were an inch from his, your warm breath on his cool skin.

"A lady likes to be asked."

He gritted his teeth but relented. "Please, love."

"Tsk, don't pout, Star. Was it really so hard?"

"No. But this is,” he snatched your hand and put it on his length, giving himself a few strokes with his fingers clenched tightly around yours. “So be good and do as I say. Off."

You felt a shiver dance down your spine as he called you a good girl. He was playing dirty, and he knew it. This time you obeyed almost instantly, fingers shaking as you took off your smallclothes.

No pressure tags: @obsessedwhyyes, @arzen9, @preciouslittlebhaalbae, @xxnashiraxx, @lanafofana, @anacdoce, @dez78, @larvasmoonlight, @inkymoonbunny, @nyx-knox, @tragedybunny, @silent-words, @pinkberrytea, @marlowethebard, @honeybee-bard, @khywren, @davenswitcher, @caffeinatedmunchkin, @deadly-diminuendo, @busy-baker, @fangbangerghoul

[pinkberrytea]

Find the Word Tag

Rules: I'll give you five words. Find the word (or the closest approximation you can) in your works and post an excerpt. Tag others to play and give them new words too!

I was tagged by @judasiskariot, @deadly-diminuendo and @amoremagnificentbastard! Thank you lovelies, this was fun! 🤍

My words were: Salvation, Lust, Gazing, Blood (x2), Heart, Lips, Sun, Tempt, Adore (x2), Drink, Grasp, Rather, Warm

New words: Kiss, Sin, Pink, Love, Flush

Keeping this under the cut since er I did quote some spicy passages 👀 I couldn’t find “salvation” unfortunately, but to make up for it, there’s a bonus quote at the end from my newest project…🤭

No pressure tagging @xxnashiraxx, @eraserspiral, @hellethil, @kalmiaphlox, @busy-baker, @roguishcat, @inkymoonbunny, @nyx-knox, @astarionancuntnin, @preciouslittlebhaalbae, @marlowethebard, @honeybee-bard, @larvasmoonlight, @arzen9, @caffeinatedmunchkin, @forget-me-maybe, @emmy-dekarios-bg3, @goodgirlgonebard, @verbenaa and @oncasette!

Lust

“Astarion, please…” he recalls you whimpering, the sound of his name on your pink tongue so enticingly sultry, stirring up in him all sorts of conflicting feelings; lust, infatuation, guilt, anger, all blended together and indistinguishable from one another. How beautiful a vision you had made then—such a pretty, luscious thing, flushed cheeks and half-lidded eyes glinting with coquettish longing. (la petite mort)

Gazing

Pressing down on your clit with a deft digit, he buries two others in the sticky warmth of your folds, parting them gently and hungrily gazing upon your wetness, or rather, its reflection—in the mirror, your slickened entrance glistens wantonly, a honied flower waiting to be pollinated, given a healthy flush by the heat of his crimson. (requiem)

Heart

Astarion had not been prepared for this; for how his heart would beat faster, how his stomach would twist and turn at the sight of you in your wedding gown, holding the bouquet of dahlias and asphodels he’d endeavored to choose for you himself close to your chest, pale cheeks glowing a faint pink and snowflakes falling leisurely on the veil covering your hair. (requiem)

Lips

Their lips touch before their eyelids close, and for a split second they’re each able to see the tiny flecks floating around the others’ pupils, swimming in pools of blood and moonlight. Diana wraps her arms around Astarion’s neck, and he wraps his around her waist; her tears taste salty on his tongue, his breath feels cool against her skin. (midnight blue)

Sun

The color of the sky outside slowly begins to brighten, now a beautiful blend of periwinkle and cyan, and as the twilight peaks and starts to reach its end, Astarion decides he has waited long enough—he will take you here and now, before the merciless, harsh light of the sun engulfs you both. (memento mori)

Tempt

“I love you”—is what you mean to say, but you bite back the words instead. They are empty, meaningless; the depth of your bond is such that “love” is a sentiment which needs not be voiced. You know he can feel it, for you can feel it too—way past just affection, the pure devotion carved on the core of your very being, so raw and so visceral that it may as well be an open wound, never to heal, bleeding thick, warm emotion. As tempting as it may be to proclaim it, the world is not owed any measure of access to your relationship; this is something meant just for the two of you, a silent understanding between an eternal bride and her husband-to-be, sacred and precious. (requiem)

Drink

The piercing pain of his teeth puncturing your skin is entirely numbed as the thick blood cascades down your throat, and you lose yourself in the bliss of life being returned to your undead veins, gripping both of his arms in an almost delirious haze; while drinking from each other, you rock back and forth, dancing still, a dark waltz under the fading stars. (requiem)

Grasp

Raising your upper body into a seated position, you reach for his arm, and your fingers tentatively grasp at the sleeve of his shirt. You can’t bring yourself to voice your feelings, yet you hope that the earnestness in your tear-filled eyes somehow is enough to convince him of your sincerity, for the thought alone of having your souls ripped asunder horrifies you. You had accepted your circumstances once, and you’d do so again—bearing the guilt and remaining his spawn for the rest of your days is too low a price to pay for his freedom, for his life, for him. All for him. It always was, it always will be. You failed him once; not again. Never again. For however long he’ll have you, you’ll remain by his side, pay your penance, atone for your sins, love him with all of you, body, mind and soul, until there’s nothing left but dust and blood. (vanitas)

Rather

That’s when it occurs to you how unlike your night together he seems to be acting—eagerly exploring your body with almost adolescent clumsiness, his movements sloppy and impulsive, he appears to be entirely focused on taking rather than giving; having no reason to try to impress you, he acts greedily instead, intent on achieving his own personal ecstasy above all else, a fact that doesn’t bother so much as instill in you a puzzling sense of relief. (la petite mort)

Warm

“Gods, I want to be inside you…” Astarion grunts, letting go of you to pull down his smallclothes, finally freeing his weeping erection. It glistens in the candlelight, red and hungry, and you waste no time wrapping your fingers around its base. A muted whimper falls from his lips once your warm skin collides with his, and he rolls his hips into your hand, to which you respond by lightly squeezing him, drawing pearly, sticky liquid from the twitching crown. (jouissance)

Adore

There is nothing Astarion values more than his dominance over you; his most beloved treasure, the source of his life, the source of his light, however dim. How terribly he adores you, and how frightfully he yearns for you, to be drunk on you, an addiction so great that the very thought of you leaving his side for even a minute fills him with pure dread. (requiem)

Sleeping peacefully like this, you look like a life-sized porcelain doll, he thinks—your unmoving chest betrays your otherwise healthy likeness, as does the unnaturally blanched color of your skin. Your nightgown hangs lazily off your shoulder, exposing one of your breasts, and your undergarments lay discarded on the floor, on the exact same spot where he had tossed them earlier that night. He adores this version of you—so vulnerable, so defenseless, laid open for him, and him only. (memento mori)

Blood

His blood tastes rich and angular on your tongue, and your hazy mind slowly clears as the thick crimson starts spreading to your extremities. You suck so delicately that he can barely feel your fangs piercing his neck—instead, he feels the plushness of your lips, the softness of your curves, the heat irradiating from your cold pale skin as it turns warm and flushed. (vanitas)

“N—No, not at all.” Feeling ■■■■■■’s cool breath on her skin as she switches over to her left eye, ■■■■■ knits her brows tightly, that all too familiar rush of blood prickling her ears the instant she becomes aware of the distance, or lack thereof, between them. “You’re the one who’s pretty, really. The prettiest I’ve ever seen,” she utters the words before they can be swallowed, the blood now spreading to her cheekbones and nose bridge. (???)

[xxnashiraxx]

WIP Whenever 🖤

Going off the last line challenge and the wips I've been tagged in, namely by the wonderfully talented @lanafofana, @andromedaancunin, & @vividiana to name a few!! I love you guys! 💖

Here's a little snippet from Chapter 20 coming out tomorrow!!

His lips a delicate introduction, he presses them over her quivering pulse point, ever so gently. His touch barely skims across, like she’s made of glass, seeking the perfect entry in contrast to the savagery he’s about to enact. Slotting his fangs above his old mark, tentative press to the divots, she sucks in a breath in anticipation. Not for weeks have they done this- not since her feelings were barely past their inception, not since she’d spiraled into whatever presence occupies space alongside the tadpole… The line dividing them from the past and uncertain future is gone the instant his teeth sink in, a prick of delicious agony, the time between them struck from the record. Elegant points perforate the conduit carrying what he seeks most until it flows from her into his mouth. She suppresses the whimper that hangs taut in the air, her own canines blunt as they bite down hard on her lip. His moan of relief is vulgar, fingernails digging through the fabric of her pants as he grips her leg, the other sliding up her waist to rest over the healing injury, still sensitive. For a moment she’s afraid he’ll claw at her there, too, but he doesn’t… Instead, he caresses the soft flesh until she can no longer hold back the sounds trapped in her throat. Such a contrast to the sharp digging of his fangs, tearing with an almost amateur fervor that spurs tears in her eyes. It hurts, gods, it hurts so much… “Don’t-” She gasps, feeling him loosen his jaw. A muffled huff of disapproval melts against her shredded derma, and in resignation, he clamps down again. Her body spasms beneath his touch, every inch of her fighting the impulse to shove him away, to ask him to stop. It’s neither cruel nor merciful- frostbite that claims each digit as it snakes its way up her arms and down her spine. Indiscriminately it claws and rips as it extracts tears from her and she shudders in his arms, trying to latch onto the gentle soothing of his fingers at her side. She sobs, the threads of his connection leashing her thoughts to his. It’s a sweet and excruciating concession, spreading like a blight through every limb. As he intertwines them further, pushing past the tadpole to connect them in a different way entirely, she admits defeat with a sorrowful whine. Because making it hurt still isn’t enough… There’s no escaping how good it feels- not even when he’s trying to rip my throat out. “O-okay,” She rasps, voice gravelly and raw. He can feel her submission before she speaks, tongue running over the torn skin like the sear of an iron. His approval heady and thick in her skull, he moves to the other side and kisses her there, fingers wrapping her long hair around his wrist to tug her head back. Anchoring her in his grip, leash loosening around her laughable self-control, he sinks in, her eyes drifting shut at the soft bite of pressure- surrendering to the warmth that pulses through her body. It’s torture, fighting the instinct to touch him, weightless in his lovely embrace both in body and mind. If this is what all those books and movies hoped to portray, a dominion all-consuming and passionate, then the meager self-control she’s maintaining isn’t long for this world...

Anyway!!! This is ready to go!! I am equal parts terrified and excited to finally move past the total freeze out we've had and god I hope the dialogue is good. I've been mentally torturing myself over it for like three weeks.

No pressure tags! Share with me your words!!! @pinkberrytea @khywren @caffeinatedmunchkin @bby-bel-art @bloodinwine @bum-dragon @inkymoonbunny @verbenaa @preciouslittlebhaalbae @elinorbard @nerdallwritey @lanafofana @obsessedwhyyes @larvasmoonlight @deadly-diminuendo @heylittleriotact @aldisobey @emmg @bhaal-battle-beer-bard @coyote-mint @hellethil @bardic-inspo @marlowethebard @badbloodwitch @justabiteofspite @roguishcat @alwaysmauria

[inkymoonbunny]

WIP Wednesday

Y'all had my number for Sunday Snippet so I'm here belatedly for Wednesday 😅

Tiefling Astarion gets Flare's ring before the Midsummer Festival in Branded Blood:

Hoping to get this one posted by the end of the month! I was originally going to break it up into two chapters, but instead it's going to be one giant one with both Astarion & Flare's POV of the night 👀🔥🔥🔥

Tagging back: @xxnashiraxx @pinkberrytea @roguishcat @khywren @pickel182 @ladyduellist @verbenaa @preciouslittlebhaalbae @elinorbard @kalmiaphlox @larvasmoonlight @bloodinwine @davenswitcher @busy-baker @obsessedwhyyes @badbloodwitch @justabiteofspite @half-poison-and-half-hope

[bardic-inspo]

Last Line

Writing Game: post the last line you wrote and tag someone for every word in the line.

Tagged by my beloved, @amoremagnificentbastard 💜💜💜

Bonus sentence cause I wanna, but I'll still base the number of tags off the last sentence only.

His voice, his eyes, even as they melt for you, carry a hard edge. You know it as the shield that insulates your shared tenderness from the rest of the world.

Oh boy, 17! Tagging in turn: @nyx-knox, @kalmiaphlox, @busy-baker, @obsessedwhyyes, @ascendantcore, @vixstarria, @tragedybunny, @marlowethebard, @core-ene, @grenanigans, @wilteddreamsofbaldursgate, @atsadi-shenanigans, @larvasmoonlight, @astarionancuntnin, @deadly-diminuendo, @roguishcat, & @hellethil 💜

My apologies if some of you have already been tagged/already did this, and of course no pressure if you don't want to share!

[obsessedwhyyes]

WIP... Saturday?

So the last little while, I've been plagued with jury duty, which means I've not been a very good Tumblrer lately. I've missed so many WIP Wednesday and Snippet Sunday tags!

Thank you so much to the incredibly gorgeous, wonderful @khywren, @davenswitcher, @nerdallwritey, @kalmiaphlox, and @caffeinatedmunchkin for the tags! Your WIPs are a hard act to follow ❤️

Here's a big ol' snippet from chapter 2 of my mystic circus AU, A Tale of Fools and Tricksters, officially titled, 'Looking Glass.' Featuring a slightly frantic Astarion.

Chapter 1 can be found here!

EDIT: Chapter 2 is here!

No Pressure Tags: @roguishcat @larvasmoonlight @scrapsovereign @snowfolly @honeybee-bard @inkymoonbunny

[captainaceofspades]

Send this to ten other bloggers that you think are wonderful. Keep the game going, make someone smile!!! ♡♡♡

@mangomonk @vetochkarowan @tragedybunny @khywren @kittenintheden @vixstarria @larvasmoonlight @brabblesblog @wellen-katze @dappermouth

😊

[davenswitcher]

WIP Wednesday

thanks for the tag @roguishcat 💕

I had a weird epiphany and I'm going to post this later so it's more of a snippet than WIP:

No pressure tags:

@larvasmoonlight @obsessedwhyyes @thedreamlessnights @kalmiaphlox @busy-baker

[roguishcat]

Thank you for tagging me @preciouslittlebhaalbae and @arzen9! 💖💖

Dad's car: ABBA , Enya and Rammstein. So much Rammstein. Every single day.

Mum and stepdad's car: Mostly classical music and the Rolling Stones.

No pressure tags: @obsessedwhyyes, @vetochkarowan, @anacdoce, @marlowethebard, @honeybee-bard, @larvasmoonlight, @busy-baker, @nyx-knox, @silent-words, @sorceresssundries, @fangbangerghoul

WERE YOU GUYS SUBJECTED TO SEA SHANTIES EXTREMELY OFTEN AT A YOUNG AGE OR IS THIS NOT A UNIVERSAL WHITE EXPERIENCE… bc like ur man knew all of drunken sailer at age 5

[amoremagnificentbastard]

I’d love to know more about "diabetic Tav" if nobody asked yet 👀👀💕

Nobody has asked, so thank you for asking!

That one was the first BG3 fic I ever started writing. I've been diabetic for the vast majority of my life, and while usually it's managed well, I've had a few really bad hypoglycemic episodes that resulted in a 911 call.

The issue is that when I tell people afterward I had a really severe low, I don't think I always get across just how terrifying these episodes are. They're even worse when I'm cogent enough to know exactly what's wrong and exactly how to fix it, but my blood sugar is so low that I can't speak properly or make the minute movements I need to open a juice bottle or chew a snack. That adds an element of extreme anger to the whole experience, because being so utterly dependent on someone else for something that my brain knows how to fix is infuriating to me.

Anyway. Reading BG3 fanfics taught me how effective second person can be when used well, so I thought maybe I could use that to offer an idea of what it's like for me. So when I started this fic, it was supposed to be a cathartic exercise.

And then I got distracted by smut, so the fic has been on the backburner for a minute. But I'll come back to it eventually, because it's a story worth telling.

Here's a little snippet for you:

[roguishcat]

WIP Wednesday (on Wednesday!)

Yay, I'm not late!

Thank you so much for tagging me @feedthepheasants and @honeybee-bard! You both write Gale so beautifully, I loved your WIPs! 💖💖

More of 'Astarion is an ass man'. I can't think of a better title at the moment, so here we are. 😁

"Fuck," he hissed, releasing you neck to put his lips on a pulse point.

"Oh, I'm sorry. Must have slipped," you said grinding yourself against the bulge beneath the leather.

"Do you think you can play me so easily?" Astarion's ruby eyes narrowed dangerously, yet a smile curled his lips.

"Oh, no. I would never!" Your gasp was so theatrical it made him bark a laugh.

"Ha! Trying to outplay me, dearest? Well, it is not going to be that easy," Astarion purred and tilted your head so you'd look him in the eyes. The expression on his face was as arrogant as it was tantalisingly attractive.

"I am always the one in charge when it comes to playtime, you'd do well to remember that, my sweet."

No pressure tags: @preciouslittlebhaalbae, @obsessedwhyyes, @xxnashiraxx, @pinkberrytea, @marlowethebard, @bloodinwine, @larvasmoonlight, @cinnamontails-ff, @anacdoce, @vividiana, @inkymoonbunny, @tragedybunny, @khywren, @verbenaa, @ladyduellist, @dramaticchimpmunk, @nyx-knox, @davenswitcher, @arzen9, @lanafofana, @caffeinatedmunchkin, @fangbangerghoul, @silent-words, @waterdeep-weavemoss

[pinkberrytea]

BG3 Favorites

Thank you for the tag my lovelies @andromedaancunin and @xxnashiraxx!! 🤍🫂😙

No shocking revelations here, turns out I’m horribly predictable 😅

Here’s the template:

No pressure tagging @ultramelodysong, @zekeen, @angelicgaming1007, @judasiskariot, @obsessedwhyyes, @eraserspiral, @hellethil, @marlowethebard, @nerdallwritey, @deadly-diminuendo, @bardic-inspo, @amoremagnificentbastard, @hhh-hemogoblin, @honeybee-bard, @kalmiaphlox, @busy-baker, @scrytpe, @sniickerdoodles, @larvasmoonlight and @emmy-dekarios-bg3!

[xxnashiraxx]

AHHHHHHHH GET TAGGED EVERYONE TY 💗🫂

@pinkberrytea @khywren @caffeinatedmunchkin @bby-bel-art @lunette-bleu @zekeen @verbenaa @preciouslittlebhaalbae @elinorbard @inkymoonbunny @badbloodwitch @justabiteofspite @sashitf @bhaalsdeepbat @bloodinwine @nerdalmighty @bludazey @vividiana @lanafofana @obsessedwhyyes @andromedaancunin @zozoparsnips @heylittleriotact @emmg @deadly-diminuendo @roguishcat @alwaysmauria @bumblebeehug @bhaal-battle-beer-bard @coyote-mint @marlowethebard @hellethil @larvasmoonlight @ladyofcrowsandcoffee @uttux @aristenfromwarsaw @bum-dragon @beewilko @bitterprincipality @babblebrain-blog @1waywardbirdlane @elixir-chai @arzen9 @strawberry-bat-witch @serendipizzy79 @kaleigh-color

Hug time! Pass this around and hug whoever you think is an amazing mutual 🎉🌹

@emoscot @laismoura-art @scentedcandleibex and the person who sent this ask!

[xxnashiraxx]

Get 2 Know U Game

Thank you for tagging me @deadly-diminuendo!! This is so fun I genuinely love getting to know you, friends 💗:")

Last Song: I'm listening to it rn!! Confession scene vibes always, I am obsessed with this song, it's written in my soul. Highly recommend!

Favorite Color: Dark forest green!

Last Book/Fic: The last fic I read was @khywren's I Wanna Love You (But I don't Know How)- it's FANTASTIC. I highly encourage everyone to read it. Elf cock. That's all I'll say on the matter.

Last Movie/TV Show: I've been watching a ton of shows lately and I can't remember the last movie I watched 💀, but I did sit down and finally get around to the Ahsoka show and... I just have so many feelings. Pretty much all of them good. I don't wanna spoil it for anyone so I won't yap but I love it so much 💕

Sweet/Spicy/Savoury: Spicy!!! Always!! I don't care that it hurts my stomach. I literally have spicy chips next to me. I will not back down from any scoville level.

Last Thing I Searched for Online: This to send to my sister, lol.

Current Obsession: Astarion. 1 year and counting. I really don't see an end in sight...

Looking Forward To: Enjoying my weekend, editing my fic a bit, and reading!!

No pressure tags! (trying to limit them please ignore me sorry I overtag or undertag if you see this you're tagged too 😔): @pinkberrytea @khywren @caffeinatedmunchkin @andromedaancunin @larvasmoonlight @lanafofana @nerdalmighty @bardic-inspo @preciouslittlebhaalbae @arzen9 @caralluma @vividiana @inkymoonbunny @justabiteofspite @badbloodwitch @elinorbard @bum-dragon @hellethil @heylittleriotact @roguishcat

[bardic-inspo]

Aesthetic Tag Game

Got tagged by @fablewritesnonsense💖

The rules are simple: go to pinterest, search "your name + core", and post six pictures. Then tag six people.

Tagging back: @larvasmoonlight, @hellethil, @khywren, @deadly-diminuendo, @xxnashiraxx, @obsessedwhyyes if you wanna do this! No pressure if not!

[obsessedwhyyes]

@larvasmoonlight, @davenswitcher, @karinamay, have I told you how much I love you three today? 🥹❤️❤️