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Would anyone have any interest in reading the fics I write for my personal dnd campaigns? Cause I've got extra secret content, that half of the time extremely smutty, but it is about dnd characters rather than video game or show characters.
Hi there! May I please request a oneshot of Gale from BG3 and a fem reader who is a fighter class?
Perhaps something like the party just came out of a long and grueling battle that they just barely won, and reader was injured most likely in the process of defending someone else?
I am starved for content of Gale with a non magic reader 😔
Aid
Even the small gestures from him warm your heart.
Gale Dekarios x Reader
Fandom: Baldur's Gate 3
Format: Oneshot
Gender-neutral Reader
Masterlist
I'm charmed by this fighter Tav existing in my head. Maybe I'll write more of them.
Today had been brutal. On the way back to camp, you’d run into not one, but two extra fights, neither of which you’d been prepared for. The stench of goblin blood was never going to come out of your pants at this rate.
You were still nursing an arrow wound in your leg, wrapping it with a bandage that you were just hoping was clean enough. Shadowheart was clean out of spell slots, and it would be just as easy to let your wounds close up with some rest. That didn’t mean you appreciated biting through the pain, though. But you could take it. You were tougher than most of your companions, always out front, deep in the fray. And with Karlach staying back today, you’d been the one drawing most of the attacks.
Your nerves felt overwhelmed, like they were still buzzing from all the spells that had been cast on you today. You were sure you’d shock whoever touched you next, and you couldn’t wait for it to wear off.
As if he could sense your musings, though, you saw Gale approaching you from across the camp, carrying a small bundle in his arms. He’d been out there with you today, and you could recognize the familiar tired lines around his eyes, letting you know he was just as sapped as you or Shadowheart were.
“Did you need any help with that?” He asked, sitting next to you and gesturing at your half-wrapped leg. “I saw you get caught with it. My apologies for not being able to stop it.”
Gale seemed genuinely contrite, as if it was his fault you were injured, rather than the endless swarms of goblins that you’d all been facing. You almost had to laugh. It was your job to take hits, right? It was silly for the glass cannon wizard to apologize to you for it.
“Better me than you, right? That last fireball there was pretty useful,” You replied, holding out the end of the bandage and letting him pull your calf up into his lap. His hands were steady and softer than you could ever remember yours being. It was nice to just relax into his touch for a moment.
“Well, I may appreciate not having any arrows in my own hide, but that hardly means I want to see them in yours,” He huffed, pulling out a proper laugh from your chest.
“Relax, Gale, I’m still breathing. I could’ve taken a couple more of these and still dragged home all the loot.”
“I could’ve carried some of it, you know, you always insist on carrying everything.” He waved his hand over your leg, the sparkling light of a prestidigitation, ensuring the cleanliness of the wound and bandage. “There’s no sense in pushing yourself when you're injured.”
“I feel like I’m being scolded by a professor,” You teased, shivering under the extra brush of magic, lighting up your sensitive skin and making you let out a small keen. But looking back up at Gale’s face, you saw him watching you with a bright and noticeable blush across his cheeks. You hesitated for a brief moment, in which he shook himself out of the daze, looking back down quickly at the bandage.
“D-do you perhaps usually react to magic that way?” He asked, stumbling over his words out of embarrassment. “I don’t think I’ve heard you…um, do that before.”
“Oh, I, it’s just that, after all the magic of the fight, you know how it is,” You replied, caught off guard. He looked cute like this, bashful and yet still carefully wrapping your leg. “Overwhelmed, is all. It gets to be a lot.”
“Is this too much?” He asked, looking up at you and back down to where his hands rested on your leg.
“No! No, it’s good.” You didn’t want to lose the feeling of his touch just yet. “You’re gentle. It's perfectly alright."
"If you're sure," He replied, trailing his hand over the bandage to ensure it was wrapped tight enough as he finished wrapping your leg. "Apologies that healing magic isn't my specialty. This will have to heal the old-fashioned way. With rest and time." He gently patted your calf, not letting go just yet. "So? Passable work, could I make it as a nurse if I had to?"
You laughed softly, still feeling high-strung and focused on his touch. "Nurse Gale? I think you could do it. I'm not bleeding any worse than I was before." You felt like you were blushing; your cheeks were hot. Hopefully, that and the dizziness were just from his full attention rather than your wounds catching up to you.
"Yes, well, you make a wonderful patient," He said. "Not that this is good, don't get shot again on my account, please." Gale looked at you, and you could see the genuine worry and guilt in his eyes. The stre lingered, taking your breath for a long moment.
Gale coughed, seeming to remember himself. He set your leg down gently before jumping to his feet, avoiding your eyes. You could still see his blush, though, warm and rosy.
"I suppose I'd ought to get to cooking something tonight. You'll hardly heal without any food," He spoke quickly, as if giving himself an excuse. "Do uh, do let me know if you're in need of any other help though."
You watched him go, content to rest for a moment and think about how maybe this adventure was worth something despite all the arrows.
Hi! Totally up to you but i was wondering if we could get some absolutely filthy nsfw headcannons for grog from vox machina? Thank you!! <33
Grog NSFW Headcanons
You can be a fighter and a lover if you do it right.
Grog Strongjaw x Reader
Fandom: The Legend of Vox Machina
Format: Headcanons
Gender-neutral Reader
Masterlist
I didn't expect the number of grog requests I got. But he deserves them.
Grog is a gigantic man. No matter how big you are, he's still going to make you look small standing next to him. And he is packing something to match his size. Best of luck.
He's a little obsessed with how much smaller you are than him. Watching you stretch around him as he presses in makes him want to take his time with you and see just how much you can take.
Grog is always Grog, and he's usually lighthearted during sex. He can be intense and sexy and hungry, but laughter in bed is common for him and only adds to the situation.
You are getting moved around like a doll. He could throw you, and he is using that power mostly for insane sex positions.
The tattoos do go all the way down, if you're wondering.
He loves having you fresh after a fight, adrenaline still pumping through him. You can't count the number of times he's pulled you off during the celebrations and left you unsteady on your feet for the rest of the night. (Don't worry, you'll always have a place to sit in his lap.)
This man can give the best massages in the world. He's got giant, warm hands that know exactly how all your muscles are meant to feel under them.
If you guys are having sex before bed, he will pass out like a rock as soon as everything's done. And you will be trapped in his arms like a teddy bear. There's no other option.
He gives head like it's a challenge, and he has never lost before.
Daddy Halsin! And no not in the smutty way! I just want headcannons on this man as a dad? Once again female reader (I have so many ideas I'm going feral). Like Halsin with a pregnant partner? How many kids would he want? What's his way of doting on them? What sorta names do you think he'd suggest for 'em? (I'm thinking cheesy elf-y shit like Rowen, Hazel, Alder etc). Just... just imagining Dad!Halsin roughousing with his lil bear cubs and it makes me emotional 🥲😂 - 🎃
Papa Bear
Halsin Siverbough x Reader
Fandom: Baldur's Gate 3
Format: Headcanons
Pregnant!Reader
Masterlist
He's my dream man, for real. PLEASE HALSIN. PLEASE.
Halsin loves kids, he's great with them, everyone knows it. But he's actually surprisingly reluctant to have his own.
Settling down is strange for him, and he worries dearly that he won't be a good father.
But he wants to have his own kids so badly. Settling down after the events of the campaign and seeing all the other children around him really hammers this home.
Suggesting the idea to him leaves him dazed with the thought. But it doesnt take long for him to be practically begging, telling you how incredibly happy he would be to have children with you.
Surprise pregnancy announcement? Rip Halsin, he's not surviving it. He's never been so happy and overwhelmed at the same time.
If you're pregnant, he becomes far more protective. He hovers around you a lot, even when you're trying to do your own thing. He gets stressed out when you're not in view.
Good luck if you accidentally get hurt. Halsin will lose it and you'll be magically bubblewrapped for the rest of the pregnancy.
He's far too pleased being called papa bear. Actual bear dads don't parent, which is part of his stress about being a dad. He doesn't always like the ways in which the bear affects him. Framing him as naturally a dad makes him relax a little.
Halsin loves complimenting you on a normal day, but when you're pregnant? You're glowing, radiant, incredible. He's somehow even more obsessed with you than before.
He cries when the kids are born. Like full on sobs when he holds them for the first time.
He absolutely wants multiple kids, he wants to ensure they'll never be lonely. (And if he can't get enough of getting you pregnant, that's his own business)
Nature themed names are a big one for him. It feels like an act of gratitude for Silvanus, after everything he's done for him.
He's such a good dad. Everyone except him knew that he would be. After the babies are born, he's always telling you to rest and take time to relax while he takes care of the kids.
Those kids have him wrapped around their fingers. He is terrible at telling them no. How could he?? They have your eyes, and he hasn't been able to tell you no for years.
The kids think his bear form is the best thing they've ever seen. They bother him for rides on his back, and one of your favourite memories is still finding them all asleep together in a pile.
It doesn't take long for your kids to start showing magical talent. Halsin is thrilled, calls it a blessing from Silvanus the first time one of them starts shooting off sparks.
If one of them figures out wild shape? Halsin cries again. Bear cub or not.
The domestic/married life stuff was so so cute! Could you do it with keyleth and pike please?
Domestic Bliss (Pt 2)
A follow up to -this- post
Keyleth & Pike x Reader
Fandom: The Legend of Vox Machina/ Critical Role
Format: Headcanons
Gender Neutral Reader
Masterlist
Keyleth
Voice of the Tempest, one of the strongest druids of the era. Your wife is an immensely powerful woman.
And she has never been happier than in her quiet life with you.
You share a cottage out in the woods, somewhere surrounded by plants and animals, but quiet enough to have some peace in life.
Of course, after a life of adventuring, you can't settle down too much. She still drags you out every few days into the woods with her, searching for new discoveries and delights.
She loves when you cook for her with food from the garden she tends.
Keyleth's favourite thing to do with you is lay in the sun on the grass, staring together at clouds and using magic to wisp them into new shapes.
She consults with important people when they need the voice of an archdruid, and it seems to exhaust her. Politics isn't her favourite thing to deal with. But coming home to you makes it all worth it.
Pike
Pike is always a busy woman. Champion of the Everlight, she seems to have endless things to work on with the temple.
But she never fails to make time for you, busy or not. You're her safe space, her rock, her everything.
When Grog appears to bring Pike on an adventure, you always get dragged along. He was Pike's man of honor at the wedding, and cried during the ceremony because he was so happy.
On quieter days, Pike will explore the local taverns with you. She's found her peace with indulgence and fun being important even if she's a cleric.
Sometimes, when Pike heads out to deal with some new issue at the temple, you find things around the house become suspiciously easier. She casts bless on you before leaving you on your own. Just in case.
The domestic/married life stuff was so so cute! Could you do it with keyleth and pike please?
Domestic Bliss (Pt 2)
A follow up to -this- post
Keyleth & Pike x Reader
Fandom: The Legend of Vox Machina/ Critical Role
Format: Headcanons
Gender Neutral Reader
Masterlist
Keyleth
Voice of the Tempest, one of the strongest druids of the era. Your wife is an immensely powerful woman.
And she has never been happier than in her quiet life with you.
You share a cottage out in the woods, somewhere surrounded by plants and animals, but quiet enough to have some peace in life.
Of course, after a life of adventuring, you can't settle down too much. She still drags you out every few days into the woods with her, searching for new discoveries and delights.
She loves when you cook for her with food from the garden she tends.
Keyleth's favourite thing to do with you is lay in the sun on the grass, staring together at clouds and using magic to wisp them into new shapes.
She consults with important people when they need the voice of an archdruid, and it seems to exhaust her. Politics isn't her favourite thing to deal with. But coming home to you makes it all worth it.
Pike
Pike is always a busy woman. Champion of the Everlight, she seems to have endless things to work on with the temple.
But she never fails to make time for you, busy or not. You're her safe space, her rock, her everything.
When Grog appears to bring Pike on an adventure, you always get dragged along. He was Pike's man of honor at the wedding, and cried during the ceremony because he was so happy.
On quieter days, Pike will explore the local taverns with you. She's found her peace with indulgence and fun being important even if she's a cleric.
Sometimes, when Pike heads out to deal with some new issue at the temple, you find things around the house become suspiciously easier. She casts bless on you before leaving you on your own. Just in case.
Hello! Can u request Karl Heisenberg with a stoic Male S/O who is taller and bigger than him?
Eye Candy
You always adored watching your lover work.
Karl Heisenberg x Male!Reader
Fandom: Resident Evil Village
Format: Oneshot
Male Reader
Masterlist
A return to RE content! I apologize to any of my followers who have been waiting on this. Life has been busy and the muses do as they will. Have a short oneshot while I get back into form.
Your partner had always cut a stunning figure leaned over his workbench, sleeves rolled up to his elbows. Completely locked into his work, the room was filled with his buzzing focus as you leaned in the doorway, watching him. A new variant of a soldat perhaps? The parts scattered around the room looked more like scrap metal than anything usable, but all it would take was a wave of his hand for them to reshape as he needed.
Freshly back from a trip into the village, you had remained unnoticed when you reached home, and your reward was this long moment to admire him. To indulge in the sight of him when he wasn't aware enough to try and show off.
The way his pants clung to him as he leaned down was certainly a nice bonus as well.
The thought made you softly smile but your indulgence was cut short as he spun around to spot you, a grin splitting his face.
"How long have you been standing there, dollface?" Karl asked, sauntering forward to pull you down for a kiss. The lingering scent of metal and oil clung to him, but it was just as familiar as the taste of his lips and you loved it just like the rest of him.
"Not too long, just watching you," you replied, dragging your thumb down his cheek to feel his stubble against your skin. He leaned into your touch, smug as a well-fed cat.
"Without letting me see you? Cruel, sweetheart. Don't I get some eye candy?" The way he looked you up and down was positively salacious, and his hand that was still on the back of your neck pushed up to tug at your hair. "Because you sure are easy on the eyes."
"Down, boy," you responded wryly, your hands resting easily on his hips. He was a well-built man, strong and soft under your hands, but it was a lovely thrill to know you could pull him around just as much as he did you.
He laughed, rough and smug as he pressed another kiss to your lips before turning back to his work. "Well now that you're here, you might as well stay and keep me company, right, sweetheart? I want your thoughts on my newest creation. This one right here is gonna be Miranda's most hated yet!"
Settling down into a chair at the edge of the room, you contentedly listened to his explanations of the mechanics and terror he had baked into the new soldat, relaxing in the familiar space full of his presence. Your lovely mad genius, soft under your hands but so sharp at his work bench. You wouldn't want it any other way.
Hey gang! The job search has been slow-going lately, so I'm doing a commission event! I'm lowering my usual prices and branching out into more fandoms I haven't written for before or in a while.
If you are interested in a personalized story, following the plot you have in your head, with your personal character in it, etc, I can write it for you!
And as a bonus, anyone who commissions me or throws a tip my way can get a personal character match-up as a thank you <3
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Prices:
- 8$ per 1k words. So 16$ for a 2k oneshot
- 2$ for Headcanons.
- 8$ for a 1k personal letter from a character of your choice.