#prisma x shadowheart

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shipuary day 01 | prisma x shadowheart

Masterlist : link

Summary : Shadowheart changed her look. Prisma is all for it.

Warning : spoilers to beginning of act 3

Prisma’s body was sore. Fighting monks were horrendous and something she didn’t want to be at the end of if she could help it. It made her think about the mercenaries she had crossed before with her old friends before this group, the monk being the hand behind getting information from the mercenaries. Prisma made a mental note to send a letter to her old friend to check in with them, hoping she could survive long enough with this tadpole in her head and fighting a giant damn brain so she could see her old friends.

The elf had a hard time going into her trance, but even when she was up with the sun did the elf not feel any better. Her, Astarion, and Halsin were usually the ones up first before anyone else but neither said anything to each other. Astarion reading a book and Halsin going out for a walk. Prisma decided to do her usual routine to go get some herbs and see what other things she could scavenge for Gale to use in the morning.

When Prisma made her way back is when camp was beginning to wake up more. She gave Gale what she could find - accepting the warm buttered bread he gave her to hold her off until he was done - she walked through camp to see how everyone was doing.

“Hey, Soldier!” Karlach greeted Prisma, “did you see Shadowheart’s new look? She looks like gold!”

“What?” The woof-elf raised an eyebrow.

“Oh, Soldier. You should go say hi to your girlfriend then.” Karlach had on a wicked grin on the tieflings face that made Prisma’s stomach uneasy. She really didn’t want to be teased by Karlach from how Shadowheart affects her. She already heard enough from her, Lae, and Astarion.

Prisma turned from the large tiefling to make her way to Shadowheart’s tent - which wasn’t far - and quickly saw what Karlach was talking about.

Shadowheart was sitting on the ground facing a mirror, brushing through her hair to be able to put it up in a ponytail. But her hair wasn’t the usual jet black hair, it was titanium white.

Prisma stood there for a moment to watch Shadowheart place the head piece on her hair, pinning it in place, and beginning to braid it. Slowly Prisma’s legs listened to her command and made the rest of the way over. Shadowheart looked up when she heard her lover make her way over. “Oh, morning.” Shadowheart greeted as she finished the braid, tying it off at the end. “Be honest. What do you think of the new look?”

Shadowheart looked a little nervous, watching Prisma intently for any micro reactions. It was like Prisma’s mind had gone blank as she looked at the half-elf she loves so dearly, nothing but pride blooming in her chest. She was so different from the person when Prisma first met her and couldn’t help but feel so proud of her and honored to see her true self start to bloom.

“You look gorgeous! I love it!” Prisma got down to her level and cupped her cheek softly, brushing her thumb across the apple of her cheeks. “Gods- I didn’t think you could look any better.”

“Stop.” Shadowheart whined. “I’m glad someone likes it. I’m still trying to get used to it. I have a lot to get used to.”

“I get that, but know I’m proud of you.” Softly she pressed a kiss to her cheek, warming her insides as she felt Shadowheart smile at the action. “A lot has happened in the span of like… a tenday? God’s I’ve lost track of time. But nonetheless, I am still proud of you”

“Thank you.” Shadowheart says in a soft tone, taking a moment to look into Prisma’s purple eyes. A look in the wood-elf’s eyes was something foreign Shadowheart hasn’t seen in so long, it was hard to identify. But it caused her whole body to go warm. Maybe having her around would make processing everything more easier.

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Sometime’s when your sad, you draw your favorite OC X Canon ship.

Shadowheart does like the idea to be picked up, but unfortunately for her, her love can’t. But I love the idea of my tall as hell elf (6’3) is picked up by her tiny girlfriend (5’7)

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Pretty Girl

Pairing | Shadowheart x Prisma

Content Warning | none. Fluffy, Prisma trying to tell Shadowheart how pretty she is.

Word Count | 606

Summary | Prisma got hurt pretty badly in battle. Shadowheart is trying to heal her, but her lover keeps telling her how pretty she is instead.

The minute the battle was done Shadowheart looked towards Prisma, she took most of the hits and looked the worst out of all of them. The amount of blood and her knees looking like they were going to give out from under her. Shadowheart took long strides over to her and held her up by her elbow before her knees gave out. “Easy, easy.” Shadowheart murmured, spotting a pillar in the room she could sit against. “Come on, love.” Gently the half-elf led the wood-elf to the pillar and guided her to sit down and rest her back against the sturdy surface. Shadowheart placed her hand on Prisma’s face, turning her head slightly to be able to examine all the cuts and where the blood was coming from her that was flowing freely down her face. Once she began to murmur the healing cantation did Shadowheart find herself being able to start breathing a little easier as the bleeding stopped.

“Pretty.”

Shadowheart looked into her lover’s eyes to find them bleary but staring at her, a sort of drunk smile on her face. “D-did you know yo-you’re pretty.”

A flush raised to Shadowheart’s cheeks, but she tried to ignore it. “You have a concussion.”

“Concoosing” - Prisma tongue not working with her to be able to say all the syllables to “concussion” - “or not! I still know you’re p-pretty.” Briefly Prisma’s purple eyes closed as Shadowheart murmured another healing spell, looking at peace for a moment but muttering to herself; “smart, beautiful, stunning, kind, pretty, beautiful green eyes and prettiest hair.”

Prisma’s hand raised shakily and brushed some of Shadowheart’s bangs behind her pointed ear.

“You lost a lot of blood, now you’re talking nonsense.” Shadowheart grabbed her hand that brushed her hair, pressing a kiss to her calloused skin before resting it on her lap. Trying to keep her lover’s hands to herself so she could focus.

“I am speaking truth.” her lover pouted.

“Hey, how is she?” Shadowheart looked up to Karlach who was looking down at them, also not looking too hot herself, but nothing compared to the wood-elf sitting against the pillar who was muttering to herself on how much she liked kissing her and holding her hand.

“Cuts slowly being mended, but definitely have a concussion. A couple days' rest would do good for her. All of us.”

“Karlach!” Prisma suddenly exclaimed drunkenly once she saw the tiefling. “Is-isn’t Shadowheart p-pretty!” The wood-elf raised her free hand to cup Shadowheart’s face, squishing her cheeks slightly as she turned her head to look up to Karlach more. The blush on Shadowheart’s cheeks darkening against her will.

Karlach let out a snort as an amused smile tugged at her lips as she turned her gaze to their concussed friend. “The prettiest one next to me.” The tiefling agreed and Prisma grinned happily, like she was proud of herself.

“See! Y-you are pretty!”

“Thanks for indulging her.” Shadowheart grumbled, prying her lover’s hand from her face and pinning it to her lap with the other one. Karlach took this moment to leave the two alone, probably tell the others they would make their way back to camp. “Let me heal you, please.”

“What do I get if I do?”

Shadowheart took a moment to think what her concussed lover could want from her, closing her eyes as the exhaustion was beginning to hit her all at once. Both from the battle and now the wood-elf in front of her. “You get a kiss if you let me heal you.”

Immediately that made her perk up, a joyous smile on her lips as she exclaimed. “Deal!”

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Kiss It Better

Pairing | Shadowheart x Prisma

Content Warning | some spoilers to Shadowheart story (act 2? I can't remember when the source of her pain is revealed.) Prisma wants to comfort her lover. She also confesses her love to Shadowheart. I didn't plan on it, but Prisma wanted it to happen. This is Fluff/Comfort really.

Word Count | 1.2K

Summary | Prisma knows Shadowheart feels these pains in her hand and she would rather all of them ignore it, but Prisma can't help but want to comfort the half-elf she cares for. Especially after she just confessed her love.

Masterlist

The first time it happened was at The Emerald Grove, standing in the Druid Quarters as Prisma convinced Kagha to let the little Tiefling child go. It was common for children to steal - even ritual artifacts - but they were children and given the option to grow and learn from their mistakes. The wood-elf watched the little girl run out of the quarters before Prisma’s eyes darted to her new dark haired companion yelp out in pain, clutching her hand. She raised an eyebrow to her, curious what had happened. “Are you okay?”

“Yes, it’s just an old wound that hurts me from time to time. Nothing to be concerned about.” Shadowheart assured her as she rubbed the hand. Prisma finally noticed the black spot on the back of her hand. “It’s just something… I have to live with.”

“Dose it hurt?” Prisma asks, then immediately cringes as she realizes how stupid of a question that was. The woman just yelped out in pain, of course it hurts. “Sorry- that was a stupid question.”

“It’s okay.” Shadowheart muttered. “It hurts quite a lot, but it passes quickly. So I can manage.”

Prisma left it at that, but the more it happened, the more it pained Prisma to watch each flinch and yelp. Sometimes when she would smile at Prisma, her hand would flash and the smile would drop. A pit quickly developed in Prisma’s stomach, she wanted to make it better, especially when she was the source of making Shadowheart smile or laugh. The reveal of it being the act of her goddess Shar as a motive of punishment fueled that pit in Prisma’s stomach. She realized she wanted to make Shadowheart happy, to be the source of her smile, but without any involvement from Shar. Anytime it would happen too Shadowheart would request they ignore it, it moved on quickly and she didn’t want to put any attention onto it. As much as selfishly Prisma wanted to make it better, she respected that wish.

Once the two had become more than friends was an emotional day for Prisma and Shadowheart. It surprised Prisma she truly did feel the same connection, but was elated she wanted to pursue that feeling. But seeing the shock of pain now being Shadowheart’s lover brought a pain to Prisma as well. The last thing she wanted to do was make Shadowheart’s pain about herself, so she kept quiet, respected her wishes on ignoring anytime she heard the woman she cared for deeply yelp out “it hurts!” But watching the person you care for going through a pain caused by another just “because” was a pain Prisma didn’t know how to deal with. So she buried it, it was the best she could do.

“I-I haven’t said this to anyone before.” It was dark out, the stars twinkling above them as the moon watched the two lovers sit by a lake by themselves. Prisma had asked Shadowheart if she would meet her here at this lake when they got back to camp. Spend a night without the prying of their friends back at camp, and it’s been a while since it’s been the two of them. Besides, Prisma wanted to talk to her without anyone overhearing her.

“I’ve told people I care for them, that the care I feel for them is deep. But these certain words always get stuck in my throat. Never able to be uttered to anyone.” Prisma nervously picked a daisy close by her, holding up the tiny flower and rubbing the stem between her fingers to have the flower spin. “These words are terrifying, if I’m perfectly honest. I was afraid to say it to anyone. But… No matter how little time we’ve been traveling together, I can’t help but find myself not terrified to say it to you.”

“What are those words?” Shadowheart whispered, like she spoke any louder she would spook off the druid.

She looked down to Shadowheart, the beautiful woman lounging with her at the edge of a lake. Her chest bloomed happily the more she looked at Shadowheart as she patiently waited for her lover to speak. Prisma raised her hand, tucking the daisy behind Shaodwheart’s pointed ear.

“... I love you.”

She swallowed nervously as she watched for any reaction from Shadowheart, the tiniest out, any moment of rejection that could be coming her way. But all she found was a smile that pulled at her lips, making Prisma’s own smile grow.

“I love you, too.”

Shadowheart scooted closer to the other woman, slotting herself against Prisma’s side. Raising her hand to cup her cheek, brushing her thumb across the apple of Prisma’s green freckled cheek. It was either the relief or a magnet that pulled Prisma into her and pressed her lips against her lovers. She didn't care which it was.

Kissing Shadowheart had quickly become a favorite thing for Prisma to do. Typically in front of the others, the ones they would share in front of the others was soft, Prisma’s hand gently on Shadowhearts waist to pull her in as they make the kiss quick. But these ones, without anyone to see or interrupt, were the best ones. The way she slots herself against the wood-elf, leaving almost all her weight to be supported by her lover. Sometimes nipping at her lips just to cause a giggle to rise out of Prisma was adorable at how satisfied she was with herself. Shadowheart lets Prisma run on of her hands from her cheek to cupping her neck, able to feel her heartbeat faintly against her thumb as she deepens the kiss between them.

Prisma could do this forever.

Slowly she reluctantly parted the kiss, a joyous smile on her lips as a new euphoria filled her. The girl she told she loved, loved her back! This was the first person she’s ever truly meant it and knew that’s what she was feeling.

But the elation quickled faded.

Shadowheart let out a yelp, her hand jumping off of Prisma’s cheek to grasp her left hand, a pained expression as she whines, “it hurts!”

It was quick to fade but the smile didn’t return to her face. “Sorry- must’ve gotten too happy.”

An anger flared in Prisma’s chest. This was unfair. This was a happy moment for them, Prisma was not going to let Shar let herself be involved in this moment.

She gently touched Shadowheart’s left hand, taking over on rubbing it over before moving to link their hands together. “You shouldn’t be feeling pain just because Shar wants to punish you.” Prisma says as she gently rubs her thumb across her soft skin.

“It’s okay. I told you, I can live with it.” Always trying to assure everyone she was fine. Not to fuss over her comfort.

“I know,” Prisma whispers, looking down to her hand and rubs her hand across the black spot. “But you shouldn’t have to.”

She raised their linked hands to her lips and began pressing small kisses across the top of her hand.

“What are you doing?”

“Trying to kiss it better.” Prisma stopped for a moment to speak. “I know I can’t take away the pain and you prefer we ignore it… but… please let me, I can do this rather than just stand back and watch the woman I love being in pain. No matter how short it happens.”

Shadowheart seemed to be in awe, maybe a bit surprised, but a soft expression was there as she see’s how deeply her lover wants to look out for her. She knew Prisma wanted to help anyone’s comfort, but anytime it was to herself it was still a bit of a surprise. “Well- I won’t stop you.”

Prisma grinned and brought her hand back up to her lips.

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Shadowheart: *exist*

Prisma:

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Original Character Fandom Masterlist

Here's a list of fanfic's and series I've written for my original characters in the world of fandoms! so sit back and enjoy, eat some popcorn while reading any of it.

[ All works here are for Original Character x Canon, unless stated otherwise. ]

Fluff - ⚘️

Angst - 🖤

Spicy - 🍒

Fav - 🌟

| Challenge Writing |

Shipuary | 2023

Shipuary | 2024

Shipuary is when you draw a ship from February 1st - 14th! But this year I decided to write some fluff for my ships instead.

Stranger Things

Daisy Hopper

One-Shot / Series

Small | 🖤 🌟

Daisy learns her dad dies at the starcourt mall and suddenly the world feels more scary without him.

Reunited | ⚘️

Daisy was fixing up the cabin and an unexpected visitor comes to the cabin. (slight part 2 to "Small")

Photograph | ⚘️ 🌟

Daisy can't resist taking a photo of her girlfriend working.

Headcanon

ABC Fluff | ⚘️ 🌟

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Paige Evans

One-Shot / Series

Coming Soon

Headcanon

ABC Fluff | ⚘️

Criminal Minds

Arwen Valentine

One-Shot / Series

Talking To Yourself | 🖤🌟

Spencer said "I love you". Arwen couldn't say the same. (S6)

Treacherous | ⚘️🌟

Arwen realizes she loves Spencer. And she's scared, but she wants to tell him. (semi part 2 to "Talking To Yourself) (S9)

Butterflies | ⚘️

Arwen moves in with Spencer (S9)

Hair and Nails | 🖤🌟

Arwen's trauma case. A death fetish is out on the loose in Minneapolis, moving on from the dead to the living. The team is sent out to find the man responsible. While Arwen is dealing with being haunted by her dead best friend. (S5)

Headcanon

ABC Fluff | ⚘️ 🌟

Supernatural

Lenore "Lori" Holt

One-Shot / Series

Kid Fics Masterlist

Various fics about Lori's and Dean's children.

Dead Tortured Soul | 🖤 🌟

Dean had sold his soul and none of them could save him on time. Lori couldn’t confess her feelings, but she could through his voice-mail.

Solstice | ⚘️🌟

Lori forgot about the winter solstice, but someone remembered for her.

Baldurs Gate 3

Prisma

One-Shot / Series

Pretty Girl | ⚘️

[Prisma x Shadowheart]Prisma got hurt pretty badly in battle. Shadowheart is trying to heal her, but her lover keeps telling her how pretty she is instead.

Kiss It Better | ⚘️ 🌟

[Prisma x Shadowheart] Prisma knows Shadowheart feels these pains in her hand and she would rather all of them ignore it, but Prisma can't help but want to comfort the half-elf she cares for. Especially after she just confessed her love.

Wanted | ⚘️

[Prisma x Gale Dekarios] Gale tells Prisma that he wants her, but she mistakes what he means. It takes a close friend of Prisma's to be able to show her what he truly means, and now she has to figure out how to tell Gale she shares the same feelings.

Immortality | 🖤🌟

Prisma realizes with her life as an elf but also a druid means she's going to watch everyone around her die. This thought tormented her. Only one person was able to understand what she was going through and share some words of comfort.

So, This Is A Mother's Love? | ⚘️🌟

Prisma and Gale’s youngest daughter - Vienna Dekarios - is interested in being an artificier. But that puts a strain on Prisma’s heart of her daughter’s safety, this is when Prisma realizes what her own mother was going through. Why she was so protective of her.

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Shipuary | 2024

What is shipuary? Shipuary is a 2 week challenge where artist draw a ship everyday leading up to valentines day. When I don't feel like to drawing, I just write little stories instead! No word count needed, just write however short or long you'd like.

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Prisma x Shadowheart | Link

Prisma x Gale Dekarios | Link

Emmaline Neilson x Arthur Morgan | Link

Arely Wesseck x Percy Jackson

Emmaline Nielson x Arthur Morgan #2 | Link

Adam Dorian x Celestino Valencia

Sayuri Tamaki x Yuki Sohma

Sayuri Tamaki x Saki Hanajima

Lori Holt x Charlie Bradbury

Ruto Williams x Willa Talbot

Arwen Valentine x Spencer Reid

Paige Evans x Steve Harrington

Paige Evans x Richie Campbell

Anna Diggory x George Weasley

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Because my brain has only been thinking about Shadowheart x Prisma plus Gale x Prisma

ask me anything about either of them, or just Prisma herself! <3

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I need to think of a ship name for Shadowheart x Prisma and Gale x Prisma

Shadowheart and Prisma need to be creative, I could do something cool with them 👀