This one is called "C*mming together while f*cking a mage hand in a cemetery" (or what happens if you play Gale Origin with Spawn Astarion 😌)
Uncensored on Bluesky
https://bsky.app/profile/syanidure.bsky.social/post/3mnrrolqohk2b
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let's talk about Bridgerton tea, my ask is open
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Misplaced Lens Cap

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shark vs the universe
styofa doing anything

Love Begins
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One Nice Bug Per Day

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This one is called "C*mming together while f*cking a mage hand in a cemetery" (or what happens if you play Gale Origin with Spawn Astarion 😌)
Uncensored on Bluesky
https://bsky.app/profile/syanidure.bsky.social/post/3mnrrolqohk2b
Chapters 11 - 17: 05.06.2025 - 06.24.2025
Last few pieces done for the fic, Misery Loves Company
Once again, fic collab with @shadowvikingao3
https://archiveofourown.org/works/63652039/chapters/163156798
~Progress GIF at the bottom~
Update rendering is hard. I think I forgot how to render handsaaaaa😭
Doing a little is better than nothing, but I'm so freaking slow when I've got no creative juices leftttttt...
"I can feel the thunder that's breaking in your heart I can see through the scars inside you"
Old married bloodweave!!!
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An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
The last time he’d tried this it could have gone better, but this time it’d be different. No sudden visitors bringing long and annoying quests, just an evening of romance with the man he loves. This is a direct continuation of 'Bat'tered by the Storm.
Even with his increased confidence when it came to flying, he’d certainly never fought whilst in flight, and when also taking into account the absurd size difference, this match up was like putting a lapdog against a fucking bear.
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He’d instantly recognised the look in their vacant eyes; they had to be feral. Starved to the point where they couldn’t think, mindlessly following basic orders from their master, no better than beasts. All gnawing teeth and flying spittle.
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It was my birthday yesterday, and I felt like rewarding myself with a soothing illustration and one of my favorite songs ✨🥺💜
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
He blinked slowly, trying to clear his vision, yet nothing changed before him. There was nothing but cold, dark emptiness surrounding him on all sides, an inky black void that seemed to go on and on forever.
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An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
“Hey Gale, you said it was enchanted, right? Do we know what it does?” Everyone turned to face him, on rare occasions he really wished he wasn’t the person everyone assumed would know everything.
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An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Astarion fluttered through the icy, cloud filled sky, getting buffeted by cold winds. Beneath him stretched a seemingly never-ending white sheet, there were barely even any trees present to break up the mass of bleak ivory.
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“Gale... This is...” No words felt adequate for what Gale was giving him. It had been over two centuries since he’d last seen anything like this.
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Sorry, there's no update for After the Storm this week :(
I've fallen a bit behind with my writing because work has been hectic lately, I've had to temporarily change hours which has cut down the amount of writing time I have. The next chapter needs more time in the oven so I'll post it next Friday, I'm hoping that work will calm down soon.
In the meantime have a recording of my shitty lyre playing XD
“I guess I’ll just retreat back into our tent now.” Astarion announced loudly making his dejection known to all. “And then I’ll spend the rest of the day in the seclusion of Gale’s robes. Hidden away… Alone.”
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Gale yawned as he poked at an egg with his spatula appearing rather tousled himself. Astarion suspected that their activities last night were the cause for Gale’s lethargic state, which pleased him greatly.
If his heart still beat it would be pounding with excitement right now. He heard the front door opening and adjusted himself a bit more, this had to be perfect.
Unfortunately, he was too preoccupied with making last minute changes to how he was positioned, to realise that there were multiple sets of footsteps coming up the stairs.