#tav x dream visitor

[xdraonarts]

real cruel of my second run to get stopped RIGHT AT THE FIRST DG SEQUENCE.

At least ael got to see his specialest guy before the run needed to be rebooted again

[rurpleplayssims]

❗❗❗SPOILERS for Baldur's Gate 3 - Act 2 + Act 3 transition. ❗❗❗ I wrote another little scene between these two 🥰

"You are...exquisite."

The Emperor sounded breathless. If it had been anybody else, Rhaenyra would've interpreted his shaky tone as being turned on, but she highly doubted he'd be looking at her with such longing. She wasn't sure that mind flayers found humans attractive in the same way.

But the way he was now gazing at her, clearly stunned that she'd actually accepted the astral tadpole, made part of her react in kind, heat flashing through her.

Her companions had been vocal in their unease at partaking, but Rhaenyra didn't fear it as much as they must. Whilst she must've been vain enough to not become a full illithid, she was content to take on a partial transformation, especially if it tricked her original tadpole into not transforming properly.

Have I ever told you how breathtaking you are each time you surprise me?

She blinked once in her own surprise as she realised the Emperor was addressing her telepathically again. To add to her confusion, she felt her cheeks darken at his praise.

No, she replied tentatively. You haven't.

Rhaenyra could feel him in her head, delicately placing an image there and she saw her transformation from his own eyes, accompanied by all his feelings of surprise, pride...and arousal.

That was, without a doubt, one of the most beautiful things I've ever witnessed.

Her blush darkened and she saw how much it pleased him to see the effect of his flattery.

You don't want to admit how much you like it when I call you a tease, huh?

The phantom chuckle vibrated through their mental connection. I do not...dislike it, no.

Tease, she repeated and winked at him. Be honest though, how scary do I look?

He frowned. You do not frighten me...or rather, you don't frighten me right now.

The memory of him hunched on the ground before her, awaiting her judgement after the big reveal flashed across his mind. She tried to send a wave of comfort towards him, reminding him that she forgave the deception and understood why it was necessary.

Thank you, he said, and a wave of affection and relief permeated her mind. You...you are...I did not expect you to be so open minded.

I've seen and experienced too much in the past few weeks to be otherwise, she admitted. But no, I meant, will I alarm others? Is it obvious that I'm part-illithid?

He saw where her train of thought was going. Hmm, maybe...this might help.

The Emperor raised a large clawed hand and gestured towards her. Almost at once she felt a warmth spread through her.

"Well, would you look at that" Gale commented lightly. "He's reversed your condition!"

Rhaenyra rose an eyebrow and the Emperor scoffed lightly in her mind. The fool. I have merely placed a glamour on you. You look like your previous self, without the darkened veins and black eye.

Oh yeah, she remembered with a smirk. I only have one real eye now.

How did that come about? he asked. I distinctly remember that you had two functioning eyes and now that I inspect it closer, it's a slightly different shade to your other one.

She flushed as he leant forwards, tilting his head as he stared into her eye. Volo, he tried to remove the parasite...with an icepick.

The Emperor flinched as she recalled the sensation of her eye's hasty exit from its socket. Why did you let him do that?

I was desperate, she reminded him. I think that was before our first meeting, in the dreams. Luckily, I gained a perk with the eye he gifted me in apology, and I knew not to take the same chance with Ethel the hag.

At the words of their first meeting, she saw his memory of said meeting occur in his mind. This time, she saw it from his perspective and the thoughts around each action, word spoken. She saw how careful he’d been with each phrase, trying to read her expression and to see if she bought what he was telling her. He recalled how pleasant her voice had been and he’d been taken aback when, after taking his hand, he’d felt an electric shock go through him and how…beautiful he’d found her mind to be.

And then she saw what he'd thought of her when she disappeared, having awoken back in the real world outside of the prism. The fleeting sense of loss had touched him, and he realised, as he'd morphed back to his true form, how much meeting her had made him...happy. He remembered how he'd been surprised by the thought that he wanted to see her again, speak to her and to see the kindness shining back from her eyes. It was quickly dismissed by the reminder that he knew she'd be angry when she knew that her guardian was a mind flayer. Self-loathing filled him as he floated away, trying to forget the way she'd made him feel when she'd smiled at him.

My apologies, I... I didn't intend for you to see that. He sounded...embarrassed.

Her heart warmed at his shyness, the open vulnerability. None of it was faked and only reinforced her faith in him. Don't apologise. I had no idea I made such an impression on you.

You did, he said, a quiet fondness radiating through the bond. You still do.

She smiled, a bright wide smile at him, eyes lighting up. You are too kind to me.

No, it is you who is too kind to me. I'm...I'm not sure I deserve all of this...but I am pleased that you are who you are. I couldn't have done any of this without you. Whilst I've had partnerships in the past...none of them have been like this.

I hope that what we have is a good thing in your eyes...?

His gaze flashed to hers. You are the best ally I've ever had and...it has made me question some of my methods...I am unfamiliar with the feeling...

"Hey, you two done gazing at each other?"

Karlach's tone was amused and loud. The pair of them jumped, having forgotten their company.

This conversation is not over, she told him gently before. I'll wait until the next time we can speak freely in private.

Of course.

As he withdrew, Rhaenyra felt the echo of a hand brushing across her cheek, which tingled as if he'd touched her skin. Composing her expression as she turned to face her companions, she didn't miss the wink that the mind flayer sent her.

MASTERLIST OF BG3 PICS is here.

[sangre]

it’s been a very long time since someone did that. for me.

[xdraon]

FINALLY re-did the first guardian cutscene to get more screens to do this with.

part 1 | Part 2

[deadlyfun]

I know in BG3 this is just a guise for another character but I made her in the image of my D&D character’s partner from a homebrew campaign I was playing years ago so I could believe this was them reunited once more!

I really miss playing those characters, I had such a really fun and interesting story planned out that just never got to be completed so it was fun getting to RP with my PC here a lil.

Vaella and Araelle back together again 💜

[dngrs-untld-hrshps-unnmbrd]

We’re In This Together

Female reader x Dream Visitor | Female reader x the Emperor | I adore them both so why not both | elf daddy smut | mind flayer smut | tentacles literally everywhere | soft domination and mild manipulation | reader’s had the worst day and needs to be absolutely and so sweetly wrecked | PWP | nsfw

You’re having a hard time coping with everything that's happening to you and your crew, but your Dream Visitor knows how to make you relax and keep you on the right path. His path, of course. You know about his true form and you’re intrigued by what those tentacles can do for you. 

AKA please will an eight foot monster wrap his tentacles around you and lovingly use you as his fleshlight.

***

It’s been a bitch of a day. Your stomach is churning as you recall the manic gleam in Gale’s eye when he spoke about keeping the crown’s power for himself. Wyll wants you to decide whether he should sacrifice himself to save his father’s life. Karlach is going to die and you don’t know what to say to her, because there’s nothing you can say. To top it off, Lae’zel has been kidnapped by that madwoman, Orin.

Everything is too much. You rub a tired hand over your face as you sit before the crackling flames of the campfire. Who decided it was a good idea to put you in charge?

Tomorrow. You’ll fix it all tomorrow, you tell yourself as you crawl into your bedroll, your throat burning with despair. Everything will be clearer after a good night’s sleep, or maybe something will kill you and you won’t have to think about it anymore. That would be nice.

There’s blackness all around you as you drift off to sleep, and then stars prickle into life in the sky. You’re no longer at the camp, but in a dreamy, ethereal location with marble columns and purple twining flowers.  

You see a tall elf with long, white hair, a handsome face, and knowing eyes striding toward you. He’s so beautiful that he takes your breath away, but this isn’t his true form. You’ve seen the real one, and he’s a mind flayer.

He stands head and shoulders over you in glinting armour, folds his arms, and gives a heavy sigh. “What a bundle of self pity you are tonight.” But there’s gentleness in his eyes as he says it.

“Shut up, Mr. Perfect. If this is all so easy, switch places with me and you do it.”

“We’re doing this together,” he assures you in that deep, velvety voice. 

Are you? You want to trust him, but you’re still unsure of his motives. 

He reaches out and takes your hand in his enormous one, and the gesture is so kind and comforting and you need comfort so much right now that you allow it. 

Looking deep into your eyes, he says, “I would spare you if I could. You know I’m nothing without you.”

His thumb rubs circles on the centre of your palm and it feels so good. Why does he always know exactly what to say and do to make the tension in your body melt? And other parts of you melt as well.

He knows that, doesn’t he? He knows everything about you because he lives inside your mind.

“Yes, I know,” he says, answering the question that you didn’t ask aloud. “I’m flattered, but I’m nothing thinking about me. I’m thinking about you. I can help you relax,” he offers, the smallest smirk on his lips. “It’s the least I can do for you after all you’re doing for me.”

You’ve seen that smirk before. It’s the same pleased, secretive smile that was on his lips as he boasted that he saved your life. Twice. Then again when you spared his life inside the Astral Prism. He was so proud of himself for convincing you to be on his side, but he is a mind flayer after all. Everything about this species seems to be about domination and power.

“Why have you appeared to me in your elf form?” you ask. 

He flicks a sideways look at you, that same self-satisfied smile on his lips. “No reason. I just felt like it.”

“What’s the real reason?”

“You are too clever, little one. You read me as easily as I read you.” He laughs softly and takes a look around at the heavens. When he finally turns back to you, his eyes have darkened. “Because I’m hoping to seduce you, and I believe you’re more attracted to this form.”

His confession sends a hot spark shooting through you. No doubt this is more manipulation. He’s trying to use you, but maybe you can use him right back.

Experimentally, you reach up and cup the nape of his neck. Stroke his strong jaw with your thumb. He’s solid and warm. Very solid. He feels real. 

Moving toward you, he whispers, “I am real. Close your eyes.”

He waits to see what you will do--lift your chin to receive his kiss, or tell him that you're not crazy enough to try this with him? 

If he wants to touch you, you can think of no better way to relax tonight. Your eyelids drift closed, and a moment later you feel the brush of his lips across yours, soft and questioning.

You open your eyes and you see that he’s wearing not the armour anymore, but robes that reveal his strong shoulders and chest. Heavens, he’s beautiful. The world can go away and leave you alone tonight, because crazy is looking and feeling pretty wonderful right now. 

You hook your fingers into the fabric of his robes and pull his mouth down to yours.

He kisses you insistently, and you moan as his tongue flicks your lips.

“That’s right,” he murmurs softly in between kisses. “Just relax, little one. You’re safe here with me.”

You’re in your soft and thin sleeping clothes, and his large hands slide down to your ass, gathering you closer and kneading your flesh as he pulls you tightly against him. Your body molds to his muscles, you breasts pushing against him and your nipples tingling. This feels more real than anything that happens while you’re awake, and you give into it completely, opening your mouth so his tongue can caress yours. 

He lifts you up in his arms and lays you down on blankets that have suddenly appeared. 

You deserve someone kissing you and holding you like you’re precious. 

It’s so hard being strong and steely all the time.

You don’t have to be strong right now. 

You can be sweet and soft and surrender to this.. 

You frown slightly. Are these your own thoughts, or are they his? Some of them feel like his, as if he’s pushing them into your mind and making you believe them, but you don’t want to shove them away. It’s everything you want to hear right now. 

Your Dream Guardian pushes your robes up your thighs and drags your underwear down your legs, hunger and possession lighting his eyes. He strokes your inner thighs wonderingly, like he’s never felt anything so soft.

Then he pushes your thighs apart and runs his fingers down your sex. “So pretty. I have been imagining the way you taste. I know that it’s...” He lowers his head and caresses you with his tongue, making you gasp and jump. “Wonderful.” 

With a deep, contented sigh, he licks you again. As your breathing picks up, he strokes a finger down your sex, and then pushes it inside of you, all the way to the knuckle. You cry out loudly. Oh, by all the gods in the heavens. Nothing has ever felt so good before. 

As he goes on licking and thrusting his fingers into you, you whimper and clench your hands on the blankets.

“This is one thing I like about this form. A tongue,” he murmurs. 

“Which form do you prefer?” you gasp.

“Whichever you prefer,” he answers smoothly.

This form. Of course this form. Right? How would you even touch and kiss in his mind flayer form?

But even as you’re enjoying his soft tongue on your clit and his thick fingers pushing inside you, your heart and your core crave something...more.

Finally the words spill from your lips. “I want your true form.”

Your Dream Guardian sits up and looks at you, and for the first time you see worry in his eyes. The desperation of someone who hasn’t known intimacy in a long time. “Please let me stay like this. I worked so hard to make you trust me so I could finally kiss you. I can only persuade you so far that you...I don’t want this to end.”

You reach up and touch his face. “Who says it will end?”

He thinks about this for a moment, his fingers still moving in and out of you. Then he lowers his head and tastes you again, more insistently now. His voice is roughened with desire as he says, “You’re already irresistible. If I transform, I don’t know if I’ll be able to let you go until I’m finished with you. It’s a primal form. Everything I have will want to latch onto you. You have to be sure.”

Everything he has. His tentacles? The mental image you get makes heat pulse through you, and he groans.

“Yes, just like that,” he whispers. 

You’re so close to coming. Heat is balling up inside you as he thrusts his fingers in and out of you, hitting that sweet spot over and over. You don’t want this to end either. There’s so much more the two of you could have together. “Please,” you beg him. “I want your true form.”

He sucks thoughtfully on your clit, and this slowly sits up, considering your body. “It seems a waste not to use this form when I know you like it. Let me just…” He pulls off his long robe so his naked body is revealed to you. A breath-taking form. Strong thighs. A muscular stomach. He’s hard and his cock is thick and beautiful. 

Wrapping his hand around his cock, he moves so he’s braced over you, and you feel the broad, plush head of him pushing against you, and then sinking into you, inch after inch of his length. He’s right. This is wonderful. His body is entrancing as he slowly starts to fuck you. 

With each thrust, you moan louder and louder, your hands clenched on his shoulders. 

“Yes. Beautiful. You’re so good to fuck. You take me so well,” he whispers. His voice is hypnotic. The adoring expression on his handsome face is everything you’ve ever craved. Heat swells inside you with every thrust and drag of his cock. It grows and grows until you can’t take it anymore. Your nails dig into his muscular shoulders and you cry out, pulling him closer and deeper into you until you’re left shaking and gasping. 

“So you do want me like this,” he murmurs, more to himself than to you as he pulls out of you. “Then let us try the other way.”

You open your eyes to look at him but he covers them with his hand. Suddenly, the air around you shifts. Everywhere you’re touching him suddenly feels bigger.

When he takes his hand away, it’s a purple colour tipped with black claws. Your Dream Guardian is looming over you in his true form, with its tapered skull, luminous eyes, and four long tentacles where a moment ago there was a mouth. 

So strange. But not unfamiliar by now. And...alluring. You reach up and stroke your fingers over his smooth, fleshy tentacles. His hands stay braced against the ground, but his tentacles move over you, exploring your breasts, your hips, between your thighs. 

He watches you carefully as a tentacle pushes inside you, deeper than his cock. Thicker. It pulsates, making you cry out. Your whole body feels alive.

His cock has grown larger and turned a deeper purple than the rest of him, aggressively thickened, and with bumps along the underside and a slightly tapered head.

You don’t get much chance to look at it before he moves closer, the tapered head slipping easily into you, and thrusts inside you. You feel every bump. The tapered head probing sharply. The stretch of a thickness you’re not used to. He feels so strange, but as you cry out, you hold onto his shoulders with both hands, watching in fascination as the monstrous and strange cock moves in and out of you. 

“Yes. This will work. But you need more. I want to give you everything.” His reverberating voice speaks inside your mind.

He pulls out and two of his tentacles snake down to caress your thighs before slowly massaging your sex. Pleasure ripples through you and you close your eyes and relax back. This feels right. This feels even better than his handsome elf form. His tentacles are firm and fleshy and first one of them pushes inside you, and then the other. You reach down and stroke your clit as the thick, slippery tentacles slide and thrust inside you.

He pulls you up and astride him. You put a hand out to steady yourself in his embrace but, faster than a striking snake, his other two tentacles wrap around your body and pin your hands behind your back.

Without pulling his tentacles out, he pulls you firmly and sharply down on his cock. The sensation is overwhelming. You’re not sure if you can take much more. 

You feel a victorious growl inside your mind. He’s hungry for you. Greedy for you. “I have wanted you like this ever since we were connected. I am with you everywhere. I hear all your thoughts. I am always inside your head, but your body has fascinated me just as much. Each time your power has grown and evolved, I have craved you more and more. You’ve held yourself apart from me. You wouldn’t let me dominate you, but now you haven’t no choice.”

His clawed fingers dig into your waist, pricking sharply. Your sex clenches at his possessive, dangerous words, and then allows him deeper. 

You can do this. 

You want this.

A tentacle snakes up and wraps around your throat. You open your mouth to tell him that you don’t want him to stop, but the tentacle pushes past your lips and all the way to the back of your throat.

“I can hear you. I hear every thought you have. You can never hide from me. You’re mine.”

Your mouth waters around his tentacle. You feel saliva stream from the corner of your mouth and down over your breasts. So many wet, squelching, sucking noises fill your ears, along with your muffled moans and the deep rumbling from within his chest.

“You don’t want to think. You want to surrender to me. Have me dominate you completely. Fill you so full until there’s no room for doubt and uncertainty. Until there’s only me. Forever.”

One of the tentacles inside you slowly wriggles free, and he continues to move you up and down on his cock. Almost like a rag doll. You’re helpless in his grip. The tentacle pushes against the tight ring of your ass. That isn’t anything you’ve ever felt before. Your eyes open wide and alarm shoots through you. 

The Emperor sends a soothing impulse into you at the same time as his tentacle slips inside you, just a little at first, and then worming deeper. Gentle ripples flow along its length in time with his cock moving in and out of you. By all the gods, that feels so strange, but so good. Your head falls back. Your eyes close. He moves even deeper into your throat. Deeper into your pussy adn ass. He would never hurt you. He only wants to give you pleasure, and he feels so good everywhere that he’s deep inside you. 

“So good. So obedient, and all mine. This is what I can do for you. Only me. You love this, don’t you? Feel how good it is to surrender and do exactly what I say. Just a little more and we can be together forever. Just a little more. Just a little more…”

The mind flayer pushes deeper and deeper, stretching your ass, and making your pussy throb. Your core is lighting up with every rough thrust. All the delicious tension is winding your body tighter and together.

“You were made to be fucked like this. You were made for me. Only me. ”

Suddenly, all the tension in your body releases in an overwhelming rush. Your core burns with golden light. You feel his victory and self-satisfaction stabbing through you along with his cock, driving your climax higher and higher. You’re his. He owns this pleasure. He owns you. 

Every place he enters you convulses against his cock and tentacles, gripping and squeezing him. His pride and victory turn to urgent pleasure as your body works its magic on him. His thrusts grow sharp and selfish. Needy. Faster. His panting fills your ears and his pleasure fills your mind. He hasn’t let go in so long.

A spasm goes through you as he bursts inside you, and he pulls your body roughly against his and rocks you back and forth in his embrace. You’ve never felt anything like this. You never want to leave him. He lets go of your hands, and you wrap your arms around him. 

Slowly, you both open your eyes. He lays down on the ground, taking you with him and withdrawing his tentacles from everywhere but keeping his cock inside you.

With your cheek pillowed against his shoulder, he strokes you lovingly and murmurs, “I need to stay inside you longer. I’m not ready to let you go. Sleep. You may stay here with me as long as you need to rest. Time passes differently here, and when you finally awake, you’ll be deeply rested, your mind will be clear, and you’ll understand everything you have to do for me. For you. For us.”

You close your eyes, your whole body relaxing and feeling deliciously full, and you drift off into dreamless sleep.

***

Thank you so much for reading! I hoped this pleased your horny monster heart. Please leave me a comment/reblog and let me know what you think.

[quacaserous]

she was asking for the truth

so many times she had been fooled

so i led her to the place she longed for

and showed her all she asked for

and as she realized

that truth is just a cloaked lie

so many tears she cried

and i just wondered why she said

“make me the bride of the lion king

let me suffer, let me in

make me the bride of the lion king

let me suffer, let me in”

my part of an art trade with @bembq, featuring her tav, eira, and the emperor >:3 purple is one of my favorite colors so i had an absolute (heh) blast drawing this, tysm for trusting me with her!!!! i loved hearing all about eira & her relationship with emps, she’s an amazingly written character and i want to give her a hug </3

[moonslittlestar]

I'll protect you

[aenvittorielle]

Astarion: I noticed that you were smiling in your sleep yesterday… What was the reason?

Edera: Nothing interesting. Just a dream.

just a dream:

[arrow-alrakis]

my tav Lockar (He/Him) and he has a crush so hard...

some screenshots of them in game are down below, spoilers alert

[xdraonarts]

go go gadget gay people

[schala-la]

There's the Emperor scene when you accidentally enter the Astral Plane while he's thinking about Belynnes death and he's surprised that he didn't notice you and you can talk and squeeze his hands (haschdgdmshebdvdn! ❤️) etc. and I used to think that this was not an accident, that he let you in because he wanted to talk to Tav, maybe even draw some sympathy from them, simply because I had a hard time believing that he would let his guard down and let anybody in. But then again Tav is not just "anybody".

But when he tells you that your company isn't unwelcome you can tell him "I just want a dreamless sleep once" and he immediately sends you back into a deep dreamless sleep.

He doesn't bother you anymore, no more talking, no more "woes" about his mistakes, he leaves you alone and even gifts you a dreamless restful slumber!

I mean, that's so kind?!? He could ignore your comment and argue "Ah well, I haven't slept for MONTHS because of Orpheus and the Githyanki blahblah" but he keeps his mouth shut and even apologizes for dragging you in the Astral Plane.

I usually don't choose this dialogue option because I want to talk to him, but I think it's such a kind gesture.

Also, now I believe that in this scene, he thought about Belynne and their relationship, how everything went to shit and then he thought about his other ally, Tav, difficult, not cooperating Tav, he probably got a little bit frustrated and that's why Tav got dragged into the Astral Plane while sleeping :D

Also, I always laugh when he says that his relationship with Belynne was quite similar but less dramatic..... EXCUSE me? Tav is definitely NOT the dramatic one in this situationship!

Damn, I could talk with him forever and ever.

[rurpleplayssims]

❗❗❗SPOILERS for Baldur's Gate 3 - Act 3 below!❗❗❗ Another little written piece because I can't help myself. Enjoy! MASTERLIST OF BG3 PICS is here.

"Don't look at me like that."

His tone was defensive with an edge of playfulness, the relief still palpable.

Rhaenyra swallowed, frowning. "Apologies, I didn't mean to stare. I'm just...taking it all in."

It had been a massive revelation after all. It was clear how thankful he was that she'd not drawn her sword on him, but had instead listened calmly to his explanation and felt comforted when she had. She'd not wanted to lose him.

He tilted his head without speaking, considering her and she wondered if he'd heard her mental admission. It was hard to tell and she supposed it would simpler to assume he was always listening in on her thoughts now. Now she knew he was a mind flayer, she only wondered how she'd not noticed his ease of access into her head before.

I will try to...not invade your privacy, came a tentative apology.

She batted a hand, dismissing his concern. I'm too used to you living in my head, how's it any different now?

You know who...or rather what, I truly am now. That must give you some hesitancy.

She frowned and shook her head once. I won't harm you, not unless you try to harm me or my friends. But as I know you won't do that, there's no threat to you. I will continue to protect you as I always have, just as long as you agree to do the same.

She didn't hear any words in response, but a tidal wave of feelings that felt tender, swarmed by relief again. Her own mouth lifted in a smile at the non-verbal reply. His emotions were very scattered and chaotic but that told her how it was real, it was a genuine reaction, not something conjured up to manipulate her. He really had been worried she'd turn on him upon hearing the truth. This must be why he'd never told her the truth before, he was scared of rejection, of being shunned.

More feelings came over her and it was so intense that her own eyes watered at the depth of it. The sorrow that clouded his eyes was heartbreaking for her to see, even though she didn't truly understand why.

"What do I call you?" she asked after a beat. "Can I finally put a name to the face?"

"You may call me the Emperor" he said aloud, recalling her companions.

Very regal, she thought with gentle teasing. Somehow, it suits you, I can't put my finger on why exactly.

The Emperor chuckled then, vivid purple eyes glistening with mirth. "I suppose it is."

"Thank you for saving me" Rhaenyra said genuinely, realising she'd not said it aloud yet. "For protecting us all, for so long. I know it can't have been easy at times."

Her words caused her companions to remember their manners and they nodded appreciatively in agreement, despite La'zeal's grumbling.

The Emperor looked touched at their thanks, but the sensation of comfort that encashed her mind told her it wasn't unwelcome. He was just not used to praise. To company. To having allies who would help him.

[fools-of-faerun]

Penelope even haunts them (and herself) in their avatar playthroughs.

[xdraon]

Aelric as more text memes to celebrate finally finishing act 2

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3

[sangre]

happy pride from the dream visitor 🌈