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🌜Requests are open.🌛 Setting: BG3, СP2077. AO3: FantasyInkwell

[fic--writer]

📚Masterlist (AO3)

BG3, Rolan x Fem!Tav

Drabbles (SFW):

🤰 Rolan and the pregnancy news

🎁 A surprise for Rolan

🐈‍⬛ A Cat's Dose of Serotonin

🧝‍♂️ The elf flirts with Rolan, but he's not his type

💃 Tav's revealing outfit and Rolan reaction

🍪 Butter cookies (BEST)

🤵‍♂️The archmage must get married (BEST)

🤬 Could this day get any worse?

Fics (NSFW):

you can find it on ao3

My requests are always open. I'd prefer to respond in a drabble format. I don't write 🔞 without a plot.

[jukeboxpanda]

Based on the post about rolling up to Sorcerous Sundries ready to kick Lorroakan's ass. I just wanted to draw something silly.

[niuniente]

Why aren't your old clothes Boyfriend Size, Viktor?

[boycottxxlove]

my dream as a fanfic writer is for one day, one of my fics to be someones comfort fic. like the fic that they reread when they don't feel good and want to be happy. i want my words to comfort someone one day

[zev-zev]

to me, other than jackie (and later johnny), i seriously think viktor vektor is one of the only other people in the entire game who truly cares about v; unconditionally.

like vik never asks anything from v. he doesn't beg v to help him with something or give them a "if you help me, i'll help you" speech. he helps v solely just because he cares about them and their wellbeing. like before the heist, vik is willing to give v the koroshi optics just because!! gives away 20k worth of cyberware with a slap of an I.O.U and a promise to pay him back in the future. which is OPTIONAL???? he never even expected v to return the money at all either. he did it just because he wanted to see v chase their dreams of becoming a legend. and if i'm remembering correctly, when you do go to pay him back, he gets upset with v, brushes it off as a favor, and tells them NO!!! that is until v insists he takes it!!

not only that but also vik giving v a couple of his old jackets from his younger, punk days? that's so cute. telling them he doesn't want them to get cold when they get to the big leagues like vik cares SO MUCH for v and it makes my heart weep for him later in the game.

for he, who had just lost jackie as well, who now had to sit and watch as another very important person in his life die. slip through his fingers where he had no control over it— he couldn't do anything to save v from the relic and it killed him. i can’t imagine how many sleepless nights he must have had after v was dragged to his place by goro. and after HE had to give them the bad news. sitting awake in his little makeshift office, mulling over and over again what he could do to help or to make things easier; only to come up with the exact same solution again and again—that he couldn’t.

and yet, he tried to make things easier, joke around and laugh with v. cheer them on during their fight and even coach them through the round. but watching someone you love and care for so deeply literally…dying before your eyes, god. and the fact that vik, no matter what, always welcomes v back into his life with open arms?? no questions asked??

UGHHHHH i love him.

[hexnana]

"Fine. As long as his claws stay away from my books."

[fic--writer]

Okay, Rolan Nation. My activity has dropped a bit, so maybe I need a good kick. So if you have any ideas for a drabble, write to me, and I hope my creative gears will start turning again.

[synnevp]

"𝑭𝒖𝒄𝒌 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝑳𝒐𝒓𝒓𝒐𝒂𝒌𝒂𝒏" 𝑾𝒆 𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒔𝒂𝒚 𝒊𝒏 𝒖𝒏𝒊𝒔𝒐𝒏.

Well this was satisfying..

[scandistar]

Question for the Rolan nation: How do we feel about our wizard with a beard? Would he or would he not? If he would, how would he like to keep it?

[tealfling]

I don't think so. I think he likes to keep a smooth look. I don't even think he likes his hair disheveled or loose. And immediately fixes it when it falls.

[heytheresunflower]

Do i think he'd like or want a beard? not really. Very much agree with everything @tealfling said :).

Do i have a lot of pictures hoarded away like a little gremlin that @fic--writer sent me because i think its hot as fuck?? Why yes, yes i do 😂

[fic--writer]

I think that at some point in his life, when he had already become an Archmage, he gained a little weight and grew a scruffy beard. That was the moment when he calmed down a bit because life had become more stable, his loved ones were safe, and, in general, this was what he had dreamed of.

[scandistar]

Rolan's Personality Type

So, when responding to @sleketon-or-slekky's post on what Rolan's MBTI would be, I wondered if I should try writing an "essay" on it. Mind you, I have never written a character essay before and I'm not entirely sure how it works, but there is a first time for everything and I thought the topic was interesting enough to share my thoughts on as best as I can. However, I won't make any extreme deep dives as I am not a professional, so I'll keep it pretty basic but still explain my understanding of it. Do take everything I say with a grain of salt.

Before I start, I want to point out that personality typology such as Myers Briggs type indicator, enneagram, astrology and everything else that falls under the term are highly unreliable to use on real people, as every individual is too complex to perfectly fit into one box or another. Personality types are mostly regarded as pseudoscience in psychology, so in my opinion, they shouldn't be applied to anything other than entertainment and fiction.

(I've found most of my information from sources like 16personalities and Truity)

Anyway, let's begin.

MBTI, or Myers Briggs type indicator: The Prodigy

I think a lot of people on the internet have heard of MBTI before, which is a pretty straightforward tool to find your personality among 16 distinct types based on four letters that make up your functions. Introversion or Extroversion, Intuition or Sensing, Thinking or Feeling, and Judging or Perceiving. You're either one or the other of all four of these categories and they explain how you operate as a person. Of course, no one person is strictly a feeler and never thinks logically, and nobody is entirely extroverted and prefers to spend all their time around people. The lines blur somewhere, but the letters are based on how you function the majority of the time.

A lot of us know what Introversion and Extroversion are, but most people don't exactly know what they mean. It's not just about whether or not you like being around people, but when and where you get your energy. Some people prefer to be on their own to recharge, but that doesn't necessarily mean that they dislike people or struggle with being social. Others get their energy from being among friends and family, but that doesn't mean that they refuse to be alone or are unable to recharge in solitude.

As it is with NPCs, we haven't seen enough of Rolan to tell for certain whether he's an extrovert or introvert, but you can get a general idea from your interactions with him. He seems to strive for renown, dreaming of his name being known "far and wide". He wants all eyes on him, and though he could be feigning confidence, I also think it's tightly linked to who he is, as he genuinely seems to value being someone others look up to. He thrives in environments where he gets to show off his skills and he responds well to praise and applause. Those who aspire to be in the spotlight are often rather extroverted people, whether or not it is a coping mechanism. So I'll give him an E (don't worry, babe. I'm not grading you).

Then there is Intuition and Sensing. It means you either utilise concrete thinking as you analyse the world around you (Sensing) or abstract thinking as you regard the "what if"s of a situation rather than the tangible (Intuition).

Rolan is a very concrete and literal person. He's highly focused on the things that are in front of him, and the things that are the most important: The safety of his siblings and his apprenticeship waiting for him in Baldur's gate. He is laser-focused on both, and he's practical enough to act on achieving them by all means. He doesn't stop and let his imagination do the work for him, he's hellbent on continuing forward and learning all that he can. So much so that he didn't think to question if Lorroakan's treatment of him was entirely necessary, as he thought it was the prize he had to pay "to become a true wizard". He saw his abuse as a test and it seemed reasonable to him. He is also very good at taking past experiences into account as a way of learning from them, which is brilliant for his character development. So, I give him an S (because he's S-teir).

Thinking and Feeling are often discussed when it comes to MBTI. If feelers are nothing but illogical crybabies, and thinkers are unfeeling machines. Both are entirely untrue, of course. Some lean more into their feelings than others, while some focus more on the facts, but that doesn't mean that the former can't practice logic and rational thinking and the latter are unempathetic and hold no sentimental values. We're still human (humanoid in Rolan's case).

Rolan comes off as unfeeling the first time you meet him. He wants to leave the grove and the refugees behind to continue onward to Baldur's gate, refusing to stay and help. I've read plenty of great character analysis posts on why that is his stance, and they've all painted a good picture of him as a person and what he has potentially been through as a child when you take his mannerisms into account, which are rather atypical compared to the other tieflings. But I won't get into that, because now we're talking about our feelings! I can say straight off the bat that Rolan is a highly rational person. He does things because they make sense and not necessarily because they feel right. It makes sense to leave the grove because one: They have places to be and he "cannot be late", and two: These people won't make it otherwise. If you and your companions hadn't arrived, he would've been right. Why stay and defend a bunch of strangers that will ultimately die, when you have the chance to bring your family to safety? He doesn't hold anything back either, as he says what he thinks, even if it makes him appear in a less savoury light. But it can also be said that his emotions do fuel the things he says, especially when he lashes out at you in Act 2 after losing Cal and Lia. But like I said, he's a person. So, I give him a strong T (for our Testy grump).

Lastly, we have Judging and Perceiving. Either you're a very organised and schedule-oriented person. You're less open-ended, focus more on efficiency than flexibility and want to have things determined and prepared (Judging). Or, you're a far more spontaneous person who doesn't want to restrict your options. You want to have the opportunity to explore your interests and alternatives freely without being tied to timetables and intricate plans (Perceiving).

I think I've pretty much established that Rolan is single-mindedly focused on getting to Baldur's gate and starting his apprenticeship. Little else can infringe on that plan and whenever he has no choice but to postpone it, he gets noticeably stressed and upset. Speaking to him at the tiefling party, an occasion which is a distraction from the current course of action, he reveals that it wasn't his decision to come, but Cal and Lia's. He's decisive, stubborn as an ass and wants things to go according to his expectations, and when they don't, it tests his patience and puts him ill at ease. With his every plan, he makes it abundantly clear that he will follow through with them no matter what. No matter if it means conquering the shadow curse to save his siblings. No matter if it means being frequently verbally and physically abused to achieve his dream. No matter if he has to rip his newly-acquired tower apart to find a way to help you fight the Absolute. He is stalwart and orderly, which is admirable, but his aversion to any form of help has come with its share of consequences. Thus I'll give our beloved tiefling a J (I don't have a clever joke for that one).

So, that would mean that he falls on Extroversion, Sensing, Thinking and Judging. Or to put it simply: ESTJ.

An ESTJ, also known as the "executive" or "supervisor" (as referred to by 16personalities and Truity respectively), is a hard-working, traditional and dedicated individual who appreciates orderly and methodical approaches to their everyday life. They're assertive and efficient and want structure and control of their physical and social environment, while also being highly resilient and determined. They're grounded and see things for what they are and how they can be improved, often taking inspiration from past problems and solutions, and they're mostly at home in a setting where they're in the lead, therefore shining in roles as managers and directors of both themselves and others. Although they can be unapologetically straightforward and honest, they're incredibly loyal and reliable, staying true to their word and never breaking their promises.

An ESTJ, however, is rigid and unyielding. They can be uptight and have strong convictions in their beliefs of what is right and wrong, making them rather judgemental of those who do not fit their opinion of "right". Due to their extroversion and strong traditionalism, they can put a bit too much importance on status and have incredibly high standards for themselves.

Now, I am aware that it would be better to go into cognitive functions and assess which one of those he aligns with, but that would make this essay twice as long and a lot more convoluted than what I've already made it, but I'm pretty confident in my conclusion either way. I didn't intend to make this a deep dive and I think ESTJ fits him almost to a tee.

I don't know how exactly to conclude this. As I said, I've never done a character essay before and I've always had a hard time trusting my own judgement and opinions on things, but sometimes you have to take a leap of faith.

Anyway, I had fun with this! But if there is anything I missed that is worth mentioning, or if you have any additional thoughts on this, I'd love to hear them! Every perspective of our beloved grumpy tiefling wizard is a welcome one and I am always open to discussion. I wrote this for the Rolan nation, after all!

Thank you for reading! <3

Also, before you go, have a little Rolan dressed as the ESTJ avatar from 16p:

[fic--writer]

it seems you liked the post about Astarion's reaction to Tav x Rolan's relationship. So, I've written Lae'zel's reaction.

Warnings: typical canon violence.

As Tav walked past Lae'zel's tent, she noticed the githyanki warrior was once again training, honing her sword strikes on an illithid effigy. The blade whistled through the air, repeatedly plunging into the makeshift target. Spotting Tav approaching, the warrior didn't slow her movements and called out to her:

"Why did you get involved with that is'tark? You – iron and steel, he – rotting wood, couldn't even stand up for himself!"

"Good morning to you too, Lae'zel."

"Tsk'va! There should be no weak. That tiefling should have earned you in an honest fight, but instead, we were saving his miserable hide from every scrape, covering for him like a helpless cub. Him and his kin! You saw how in the Shadowlands, Rolan crawled in the mud, tail tucked between his legs, wheezing like a lame dog?! Is this your choice?! And why did we help him?"

"Lae'zel..." – Tav sleepily shrugged her arms, bewildered.

But Lae'zel seemed to care nothing for manners, tact, or Tav's reaction, and she continued:

"To think he didn’t even dare challenge his teacher? He should have torn the flesh of that bastard with his own hands and ripped out his heart. But no – he let himself be humiliated, let them trample his pride, let another dominate him! He should have fought or died. It disgusts me to breathe the same air as that is'tark."

The fierce warrior spat forcefully onto the ground before delivering another strike to the effigy. The wood cracked, but it wasn’t enough to quell her fury:

"You did all the dirty work for him. You! You spilled blood, but didn’t take the position of Archmage! It should have been you who rose to power! T'rac! Perhaps the larva has already taken your mind..."

The githyanki bared her sharp, almost animalistic teeth in a snarl:

"Have you already sunk into warmth with him? Let his essence into you? What if his parasite takes root within you? As if one isn't enough... You’ll carry his rotten seed - weak, deformed, cursed from birth! How are you going to fight with that burden inside you? Ghaik knows no mercy."

"Lae'zel, you're crossing line here!!!"

"The leader selects the strongest stud for breeding! Even bitches are paired with the most dominant male. And his pampered offsprings won’t even take its first breath before it’s thrown from the cliff, and even scavengers won't devour with those worthless bodies."

She growled a curse in her language and, with fury, finished off the effigy, hacking it to pieces.

P.S. I just adore this fierce githyanki warrior! She’s always been my constant companion, i mean ALWAYS.

If you're interested in how other companions react to Tav and Rolan’s relationship, let me know whose perspective you'd like to hear it from – and I'll try to write that out!

[reverieblondie]

Hi! Any thoughts on how Rolan's love for Tav is ruining her family with Gale? if she were married to Gale.

A/N: Sorry this took so long to finish! Also Sorry Gale between you and Rolan? I'm picking Rolan every time. 18+ Under the cut MDNI! Enjoy!

Late Confession

It tears his insides up—the guilt of how he feels… but he can't stop it; the heart wants what it wants… 

Rolan knows it's wrong to be in love with her, but in his heart, he knows he loves her more than Gale ever could, more than anyone could. Rolan loved Tav from the moment she watched him display his magic at the tiefling party at the tiefling party. When he closes his eyes, he can see it so perfectly still, her body finally out of her armor, revealing her form to him, her eyes lighting up with the colorful display brought forth from his display, and her smile, the smile so full of wonder and joy he had vowed to himself to make sure she kelp for the whole night.   

And she did. It was the same smile she had when she grabbed his hand and pulled him into the woods—the smile she kept when she placed her finger to his lips to keep the wizard quiet. 

In those woods, she had not only shared her drink with him but also a piece of herself when she revealed her doubts and fears. Then, as the camp's distant fires faded, she leaned in and pressed her lips to his. Rolan still regretted not grabbing her tightly and showing her the depths of his affection. But no, he was nervous and let the moment pass with his shy kisses back and insistent blabbering.

You didn't mind, however. You simply smiled and listened to him all night until you two were forced to part at dawn. Then, after that, it was only hell, a hell that only kept on until you managed to save the Gate. Through it all, you two were able to kindle a friendship, though it was hard to keep his feelings for you at bay. 

Rolan just wanted the perfect moment to confess and tell you of his yearning, his love. It just never seemed the right time…

Then Gale took you to Waterdeep, and months later, you had a ring on your finger. It tore him up inside every time he saw you. You were his love! And he had been too late. The worst part is that Gale wasn't an evil man. He was still hung up on his goddess, but not bad. Rolan knew, however, that he could love you better. 

It bubbled up, all that frustration one day. You were in his library reading while he worked on paperwork; that was your habit when you would come to the city while Gale was too busy to spend time with you. You would come to the tower and let the hours fly by as you spent them with Rolan. 

"It's claiming to be near you…" You had confessed when he prompted, and those words hung heavy in his mind… you comforted him, too. Everything was just that little bit better with you around…. But that ring… that ring kept his mouth shut. But Rolan couldn't ignore how perfect you seemed to fit in here with him. So it slipped as he watched you strolling through the shelves one day… 

"I Love you...." It was simple and so honest, forcing your eyes to meet him… And when your eyes locked... it was all suddenly so clear. It didn't matter who reached for the other first or who kissed who. All that mattered was how perfectly you two fit together, how his lips against yours made that emptiness disappear. He laid you down gently like you were the most precious thing in his world. Then, when he spread your legs, slowly reaching his fingers underneath the hem of your panties… it was the most needy you have ever felt.

It should have been wrong; it should have only been stopped. But you just couldn't help the pull between you two. Rolan Couldn't help from needing to feel you in his arms and listen to your voice whispering his name. And you couldn't resist your craving for him; you need to feel his warmth on your lips and deep within your core.

It's not lust or want; it's a need, like when you two were together and could finally breathe. It's love.

Another one of your meetups disguised as something just friendly, like having tea... But it wasn't that... Not as his hot tongue explored the peaks of your breast. As he gasped with every clench of your velvet warm against his cock. The feel of you bouncing so slowly in his lap, your hands in his hair pulling tight as he fills you till his cock is kissing against your cervix.

"Your... You're going to feel me for days..." his voice husks, making you grip his shoulders at his promise. You never don't want to feel him. 

The familiar feel of his cock throbbing and his moans getting higher tipped you off to quicken your pace till you feel the sweat rushing down your back and his cum spurting deep against your walls. It shouldn't feel as good as it does, but it's completely euphoric.

"I love you, Rolan..." You say, whispering in his sensitive ears, coming down from your own high.

Rolan presses kisses onto your neck and jaw with lingering sloppy kisses before reaching your lips. "I love you too, Tav..."

Naturally, you two fall into a comfortable embrace, your head resting against his chest as he runs his long nails to play with the insides of your palms. You two waste time tangled together, letting the hours slip by until the sun tells you it's time to go. 

You stand from the bed and walk over to your discarded ring, but before you can place it back on, you feel Rolan's body pressed to your back as he holds you tightly.

"Don't go back; you can stay... please stay."

You turn to press your forehead to his, tears stinging your eyes as you hold them in. "I-I just can't disappear…"

"You're not happy," Rolan says into your skin. He's right, but Gales is your husband now. Rolan was too late, but you love him. From the moment you met him, you have loved him and wanted him as yours, but he confessed too late. 

"We can think of something; please just stay a bit longer, my love." 

You look into his gilded eyes, then you look back at your ring. 

Pressing your head into his neck, you let out a soft cry. Rolan gazes at your ring... feeling the tears drop and run against his neck, "Why did you confess so late..." you gasp out.

Rolan wraps his tail around you, his own tears falling when you hold him tighter, clinging to his warm body, 

"I'm confessing now... and I'm begging you... selfishly so... stay with me..."

[fic--writer]

Oh, thank you so much for this treat, just what I needed. It's so incredibly sweet and melancholic at the same time. Chef's kiss...🖤

[fic--writer]

A deeply atmospheric playlist to set the mood for writing the intimate scenes in your fanfics.

[athelartistry]

Rolan (Corset Mod)

"You are looking at the new Master of Ramazith's Tower..."

Photograpy by WorldOfGwendana (IG)

[fic--writer]

[fic--writer]

The observant Astarion notices that Tav and Rolan have been spending more and more time together. He decides to clarify this with Tav:

"So, are you and the new Archmage a thing now?"

Tav shrugs, anticipating an awkward conversation, and nods at him, but he doesn’t relent.

"Of all the people you could have chosen, you picked him?"

"Well, I guess I have a weakness for grumpy wizards."

"Or for big towers..." - the vampire says casually and grins.

"What?"

"Darling, I mean, to put up with that tiefling’s foul temper, there must be a really good reason. So, my question is — just how big is his tower?"

"???"

"👀"

Tav, stunned by such brazenness, pinches the bridge of nose:

"Astarion! It’s definitely not your business."

"Ah... how boring. And spare me the moralizing! I was just hoping for some juicy gossip."

[tragedybunny]

Introducing Bunny's Bi-Weekly Fantastic Fic Recs!

I wanted to do a bit more for the fic writers of BG3 Tumblr community so I'm introducing a bi-weekly fic self-rec. Every two weeks there will be a theme - send me your fic that fits the theme in an ask - link / description / warnings - and I'll add it to the fic rec post.

I'm not doing censorship - anything goes as long as you properly tag and warn. But I will blacklist anyone if that rule is broken.

For now I'm focusing on BG3 but may branch out into other fandoms.

Thanks everyone and let's show some love to the fic writers that give so much to the community.

[tragedybunny]

For the first theme let's go with a classic - Found Family - I'll post all fics received on 3/16/2025

[emmg]

Emmrich jerking off to intrusive Rook thoughts pre-relationship is so important to me. This man is all gentlemanly restraint by day, but the second he wakes up hard from a dream about them? Instant moral crisis. He tries to fight it. He loses. Every time.

He tries, oh he tries to be a good man. Tells himself it’s wrong, that Rook deserves better than some depraved, desperate fucker getting off to the thought of them. But his cock doesn’t give a shit about honor.

Post-nut clarity hits like a goddamn truck. He looks at his own mess like it’s a fucking Rorschach test and somehow sees a wedding ring in it. He hasn’t even kissed Rook yet, but he’s here nutting and contemplating joint taxes.

Please write more of this because I’ve already consumed everything available, and I am starving.