Gina

28. She/her. Writer of fiction. Open to requests, and collabs, hit my DM or Ask box! Find me on AO3: https://linktr.ee/Canis_Hades

[canis-hades]

BG3 drabble prompt list!

Roll the dice, spin that wheel, fill my inbox with asks! Would love to write some stuff. (These are suggestions: feel free to fudge your dice rolls or come up with something else entirely!)

Please specify if you want the fic/drabble to be sfw!

Feel free to share!

[drizznt]

POV: You're a drow on a 12 hour flight. Where do you sit? There is goo next to Ghaunadaur.

Who's who under the cut:

[canis-hades]

LGBT(D)? Yeah, of course I know what that stands for

Lentil

Gale

Bean

Trinket

Drizzt (bonus I guess)

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Reblogging because I have to pay the final vet visit for Gale and Drizzt tomorrow. I'm absolutely heartbroken, and will miss them so much.

Rats make you understand mortality, and that every moment has meaning (no matter how it is spent). Wisdom I am grateful for, but I wish I could have spent just a few more moments with them, a few more years. I love you, Gale Dinner and Drizzy Bizzy.

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The Fifth and Forgotten, Lord Bougaimoux

Celebrating the 10th chapter!!

Over 3 years in process, but now my priority to bring to a satisfying finale. Honestly, I have sat there writing with a "oooh, wonder what will happen next" which might sound like an unfortunate thing (as, you know, I am kinda of the person writing it, so I should probably KNOW) but it's really just excitement for it. I'm happy.

Relationships: Mother Miranda/Reader Karl Heisenberg/Reader Words: 16,232 Topics: (ongoing) trauma, rebellion, manipulation, unhealthy coping mechanisms, psychosis. Bittersweet victory is not yet there, but working on it!

Another ordinary day 

The meeting 

Loyalty 

Descent 

Falling? 

Hope 

Confession 

Whisper 

Risk 

Poison 

I know you cannot force anyone to check it out, but literally dislocated my thumb writing the last chapter but could not stop writing because it was just getting so good. A kudo or a share would be like a tiny healing kiss on my poor ouchy thumb, haha.

[edgebug]

happy 20 year anniversary of Neil banging out the tunes!

though every rat is special, it's a wonderful and unusual thing for their accomplishments to be remembered and cherished by so many people so many years later. we're all so fortunate to know about the rat who banged out the tunes!

thank you to all the people who sent me reference photos of their beloved rats for this piece!!! credits under the cut!

@joe-spookyy Ben and Socrates

@gooseontheinternet Chamomile and Beefy

@runawayy-rat Bartholomäus and Emo

@theunholystromboli Macrogryphosaurus, Xenoceratops, and Graciliraptor

@techlecticwtch Solas and Dorian

@merlyn-bane Roslyn and Rizzoli

@logictoinsanity Luna and Buttercup

@hagsthehag Orphie, Psyche, Calypso, Ariadne, and Eury

my sweet ladies Bonnie, Mira, An, and Tula

and of course, the irreplaceable

Neil,

who banged out the tunes

[bigfatbitchdotcom]

Endlessly diabolical how you can't say words like rape and suicide uncensored without either being criticised by idiots or punished by conglomerates.

[bigfatbitchdotcom]

It's not r*pe, it's rape. It's not su*cide, it's suicide. Not unalive, dead. The backbone needs to be reintroduced en masse because softening the blow of these concepts with advertising language does absolutely nothing but allow people unaffected by them to feel not even a sting of what they can do, prompting inaction.

[bigfatbitchdotcom]

And it's been proven that on certain websites, you don't even face a repercussion for using the words as they are. People just started censoring themselves because they feared the potential lack of views and likes and followers which is so nasty itself.

[its-the-blob]

I attended an anti-suicide seminar in college. One of the big takeaways from it was that stigmatizing suicide increases the rate of suicide, because people who are feeling suicidal feel like they can't ask for help. Every time I see babytalk garbage like 'unalive', I think of that.

[ralfmaximus]

Use the real words. Words have power, and they matter.

[canis-hades]

Feeling very productive this year Posting this for my own motivation, really

AO3 has a feature called "stats". While I don't use it a lot, I do like looking at graphs sometimes (nerd).

This is what it showed for this year (2026). All this is actually from the past month/4 weeks:

Last year (2025) I was kinda shit with uploading. I did some uploads, but it is less than it was these first 3,5 months of 2026 combined:

How high would I like that number to be at the end of the year? How will I name this year, when it is done? 100,000 words seem a little excessive. But 50,000? That means I am on a solid 2/5 of that goal already. That seems doable. Let's see how high we can get this number!

[animentality]

[apocraphelion]

[littlestfallenangel]

[chongoblog]

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Baldur's Goat - Finished!

My april fools fic, finished right on time! (if we ignore the silly little 0 in today's date)

Words: 9,313 Chapters: 10/10

Baldur's Goat (2026-03-17)

Gorgonzola does not exist (2026-03-19)

Breathe in. Breathe out. Hands aren’t flowers and fingers aren’t grass. (2026-03-21)

Geneva convention? A what? (2026-03-23)

Ruminant animals (2026-03-25)

Hello hot tiefling we totally never ever killed tieflings because we are good and nice (2026-03-27)

Midnight snack (2026-03-29)

Goartifact and pneumomagica (2026-03-30)

Fly, you fools! (2026-03-31)

Old Baldur had a farm (2026-04-01)

"BeeeeehhhHHH!" Said Gav to the people scrolling past without reading. It was an ancient curse* of when the goats ruled the lands, so ancient even Dalereckoning was not yet a thing. Woe! Woe to those who did not head its warning! You shall stay in the same timeline! Woe, woe!

*Scholars disagree on the effectiveness of goat curses. After all, did their once great civilization not fall and crumble? 6/10 scientologists agree it's fine to ignore Ancient Goat Curses.

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Item: A New Address Rarity: ✦ Uncommon

If you could choose a game to live in, what would it be?

Feed your dashboard by answering my question, blogger.

Do I know the world history of faerun better than the earth? No. But I'm fairly confident I know enough of the dates, systems, corruptions, and dangers. Do not drop me in the Underdark or planes other than the material. Do not throw me to Baldur's Gate or Luskan or Neverwinter. Silverymoon seems ideal. Even more if I got a house and scholarship. Education and a home, I know, it's fantasy, allow me to be wild.

Ideally I'd say hi to Drizzt (I don't idolise him, but I would know strange parts of his history and I could freak him out. Bullying him seems like a highlight). Ideally I'll meet Halsin and become a druid (warlock suits me too, but that is still less ideal since I'll actually have a soul then) or, with my constitution as it is, wizard.

This world, these classes, I have the desire to create with my heart, to sustain what I love. I feel impaired in that regard. I feel so very mortal in this earth. My heart is growing cold in this dark world.

But, as with every scenario (and to end this on a lighter note):

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You don't know what you're missing.*

Chapter 8: Goartifact and pneumomagica is out now!

*I am. I am starting to miss some sanity points

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Baldur's Goat

Chapter 7: Midnight snack

Goats typically sleep for 5 to 6 hours a day. Light sleeps, little naps during both day and night. If you are feeling watched at night, it is likely not a lycantrope or a vampire, a monster stalking you. A goat is watching you. Maybe it is kilometers away. Maybe even nations. But the last is mostly true for those who deem the flat earth a real probability, and this is yet another reason not to believe in such nonsense. Do you want more glowing eyes to be staring at you at night, after all? You should know that it is not a conspiracy but a true fact that goats can actually see through walls of brick and cloth. Their eyes have certain filters to bypass certain materials. That is why they are shaped so weird! Unless you like to be watched by a million goats, believe in your heart the world is a sphere, alright?

So Gav had not had a proper nap all day. But there was little rest for it at night....

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So this work is actually getting along well, though it being out of my comfort zone. Working hard to meet the deadline of the first of April! Published are the first 7 chapters, roughly 4500 words. Total will be around 6000, I think? I know for some 6k is just a chapter, but listen, I will not be able to be funny for 10 chapters of 6k words ;-)

Anyway, would love if you took the time to check it out. You can always check out if you don't like it!

Chapter index:

Baldur's Goat (2026-03-17)

Gorgonzola does not exist (2026-03-19)

Breathe in. Breathe out. Hands aren’t flowers and fingers aren’t grass. (2026-03-21)

Geneva convention? A what? (2026-03-23)

Ruminant animals (2026-03-25)

Hello hot tiefling we totally never ever killed tieflings because we are good and nice (2026-03-27)

Midnight snack (2026-03-29)

Goartifact and pneumomagica (2026-03-30)

Fly, you fools! (2026-03-31)

Old Baldur had a farm (2026-04-01)

[canis-hades]

Treehugger

(5803 words) by Wait_what_Pancakes Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Baldur's Gate (Video Games), Dungeons & Dragons (Roleplaying Game) Rating: Explicit Relationships: Halsin/Tav (Baldur's Gate), Astarion/Tav (Baldur's Gate)

Summary: Tav has a secret mission. A mission that any ovulating recent divorcee has when put in a camp full of hot people and a time limit on their days of living: pleasure and distraction.

So it stung when Halsin did not want to dance with her. Settling for Astarion's embrace that night was bliss, but she cannot get the druid out of her head.

No, she does not want to choose between man or bear.

One evening, she sees Halsin disappear into the woods by himself. Suspicious, she declares. She secretly follows until it has turned too dark to return to camp on her own. But why would she want to? What she sees surpasses anything she could have imagined.

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[Action movie narrator voice] In a world, where the peace is threatened by Davy-Jones lookin' aliens

"It's in my eye! My eye!"

A world of intrigue.... .... A world of pain.

"Aw, such a cute little goat!" "My spleen! It ate my SPLEEN!"

One creature will decide the fate of the world...

"It's the one! It's the goat!"

..... for better, or for worse.

THIS SPRING, STAY TUNED FOR THE GOATVENTURE OF A LIFETIME

✨BALDUR'S GOAT✨

Now available on screens worldwide. Series finale on April 1st.

*Viewer discretion is advised. May contain blood, violence, outdated meme references and inconsistent pronouns.*

Third chapter of Gav's adventure coming out today on Archive of Our Own

[zapha]

Scam alert!

I was just told someone has been impersonating my blog and has been scamming people. Please don't talk to them if they send you a message and report the blog that has been impersonating me! They went by the name @zaphaski, that blog has been removed but please keep an eye out!

[canis-hades]

Can verify my gf is not a scammer!

[cuties-in-codices]

de avibus (the book of birds)

illustrations from a copy of hugh of fouilloy's moral treatise on birds, de avibus, from a composite manuscript containing texts by hugh of fouilloy, achard of saint victor, and gebuinus trecensis. produced in flanders, early 13th c.

source: Bruges, Grootseminarie, Ms. 89/54

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Vulpix et Spearow, first ever pokemon art from my hands, I think.

The concept of a pokemon bestiary is really cool to me though. I drew this while my girlfriend was playing The legend of Arceus next to me, a game where you end up in the far past. They really missed the opportunity for wonky magical parchment for a pokedex.

This is the original, and the accompanying text. It's up for some actually knowledgeable people to decide whether it's applicable for these digital creatures too.

"He is called fox (vulpis), as it were, sensual (volupis). Now, he has speedy feet and never runs in a straight line, but in circuitous twists. He is a deceitful and crafty animal. When he is hungry and cannot find something to eat, he rolls in red soil so that he appears to be bloodied, and lies down on the ground, and holds his breath so that he did not breathe at all. Now, the birds seeing the fox not breathing and as though bloodied, and his tongue hanging out, think that he is dead, and fly down to sit upon him. But it is by this means that he seizes and eats them."