@nyxueaurelia tagged me, thank you!
Cricket lounged in the hole Siggy had dug for him to bathe in, running his hand gracefully through the water Willow had created for him out of thin air. (my very first fic, Thoughts Not Prayers, The Players Keep)
Things were going poorly. (a fic inspired by the greatest move I've ever seen in a d&d game, Stone Cold, The Players Keep)
"It's certainly not the oldest State Fair, that honor belongs to The Fredericksburg Agricultural Fair in Virginia, which was established in 1738." (Bloodweave on a Stick, my love letter to the MN State Fair, BG3)
Astarion's elegant fingers deftly lifted his champagne flute to his lips and he took another swig, even though as a spawn he couldn't taste it and would not even be granted the luxury of inebriation. (Champagne for One, so much angst, you are warned, BG3)
The crack of a twig on the forest floor had Lucky Jack — he was outside of Karrst Karden, he could just be Jack now — looking around with wild eyes, sure he was caught red handed. (Lucky Jack masturbates in the woods in An Unexpected Awakening, The Players Keep)
Listen, I've been around a long time. (A chocolate coin tells the sordid tale of the two occupants of the house he's currently in, Veritable Den of Sin, BG3)
Miri isn't entirely sure how they've gotten here. (Mark and Miri share an intimate, asexual, moment in Breakfast for Dinner, BlackwaterDnd)
Gale used his teeth to graze the nipple that bounced up and down in front of his face. (Potential Break Up, wherein Saga and Gale break up...again... BG3)
Cricket was wasted. (Cricket discovers jealousy, as a concept, Green-Eyed Monster, The Players Keep)
Gale jolted awake, sitting up in his bed with a start. (Dreams Last for So Long, in which Gale and Astarion's friendship quickly evolves, BG3)
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