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[tynithia]

OC/Tav Movie Star

tag game: Recreate a VP of your Tav as the main character or your fave character from your favorite movie — within the limits of photo mode, of course. Make a whole entourage if you like. @kt-catt Thanks for the tag! Also thank you @bhaal-battle-beer-bard for the original fun idea! I couldn't decide, so I picked two of my favorite movies!

L.A. Confidential

"Off the record, on the QT, and very hush-hush."

The Thomas Crown Affair

Close enough! Hehe!

Anyone else want to play? Tags for my pals - if you like: @denesmera @mellybaggins @perpetualmaladaptivedaydream @lolthwoven @helyanwe4608 @thesanguinesonnet @amoremagnificentbastard @dr4gonwriter @ele-millennial-weirdo @emmy-and-the-tieflings @purplemilk27 @thelittlesorceressbg3 @optimisticgrey @the-font-bandit @dramatiquechipmunk @des-no9 @alliskit @bladesingerlily @themontess @graysparrowao3 and anyone else I forgot to tag!!

[denesmera]

The Midwinter Market Mystery

I wrote this last year as a thank you to the little BG3 Writers discord server for being such lovely people 🥰 (They still are - as are many, many, many, many more of the people I've met in this community 💜) So I thought I'd give it a dusting down this year - It's had a bit of an edit (no plot changes, just some cleaning up) and I took a few picture to go with it. Thanks to @tynithia and @amischiefofmice for letting me use Ellie and their version of Astarion. And a few cameos, including @mellybaggins @spacesunderstairs @ballofbitter @amoremagnificentbastard @deadly-diminuendo (but I had no name for your 'Tav' so I had to be creative) .

A small snippet from Chapter 1

‘Sorry, did I hear someone ask about the hero of Baldur’s Gate?’  A tall elf approached them, her long white-blonde hair tied back in a braid and slung over one shoulder. A long scar ran over her nose and right cheek, and she peered at him intently, furrowing her brow as he scowled at her and hissed. Really, he wished all these strange people would stop leering at him. This new elf was accompanied by a wolf, currently showing great interest in a sausage being eaten by a half-orc at the next table.

‘I’m Tav. I'm… well, I suppose I'm a hero of Baldur’s Gate,’ she said. ‘Hello Astarion.’

‘I am NOT your Astarion.’ He waggled a finger at her. ‘Evidently not.’ 'Tav' raised an eyebrow and cast a glance over his clothing. ‘My friend Astarion is much better dressed.’ Well! How dare she! What was wrong with his outfit? Wait, he'd been trancing. He wasn't wearing his night attire was he? He looked down, horrified. But no, he was wearing an outfit that he might have chosen himself. Simple, elegant and appropriate for the occasion. He huffs indignantly. Of all the...  Another elf appeared at the makeshift table;brown hair so dark it was almost black. 'I'm Morwen.' She nodded, then scanned her startling blue eyes along the small group with an air of quiet confidence, before spotting Astarion, where they softened. ‘Actually, I’m a hero of Baldur’s Gate. And Astarion is my lover.' She paused. 'One of them anyway,’ she added with a mischievous glint. She takes a step closer to him. Astarion hissed again. ‘Madam. Do you mind? I've never met you in my life.’ 'Morwen' examines him closely. He narrows his eyes back at her. No. Not familiar at all. Should he stick his tongue out at her? But before he could make a final decision on that pleasure, another, louder voice piped up. ‘I’m a hero of Baldur’s Gate. And so’s my sister, Diana. She’s Astarion’s lover.’ Ye gods. How many of them were there?

[eurekq]

my pillars of eternity protag ;w;

[tynithia]

WIP - Faerûn Friday

Happy Friday!! Thank you my fellow friends - @alliskit, @kt-catt @perpetualmaladaptivedaydream, @helyanwe4608, @nw39, @rdekarios, @the-font-bandit, @mellybaggins @bloodsol94 - for the tags! I was vacationing in my favorite place for inspiration 🇮🇸 so, I got very behind on my story! But I'm back!! Below is a snip from the latest posted chapter of The Matriarch: The Morena Dekarios Story. - Context: We are back in the present (1492 DR), where Morena is chatting with her ex-boyfriend, High Harper Kyle Reinhart.

“So, we flag every story that’s even remotely curious,” he grunted, hoisting a crate and thumping it onto the low table between them. “I’ll have some recruits search these for stories about nautiloid crashes, survivors, landings, anything unusual. We’ll narrow them down from there.” Morena grabbed one of the broadsheets and flipped the pages, before setting it back on the stack. “Okay, why do you think they crashed?” “Because knowing how the other Chosen operate, Gale would have fought his way off the ship,” he explained.  Morena nodded her head, thinking about her son’s tenacity and knew he was right. “That’s if they both survived the crash and ceremorphosis in this scenario.” Kyle raised his hands. “Morena, let’s put that aside for a moment, they are still within the window.” “Okay,” she swallowed, but happy that Kyle was taking this more seriously than she’d expected. “Now, obviously Faerun is enormous and shit happens all the time. Cities fall into Avernus, five-headed dragons threaten populations, flying castles, what have you. So, we need to narrow that scope,” Kyle expertly explained. “My son is a wizard, that’s pretty rare,” Morena offered.  “Exactly!” Kyle clapped his hands. “I’ll have my group focus on witnesses mentioning a wizard or even better, a sun elf.” Morena gave him a curious look. “If Gale isn’t casting a spell, he is just going to look like some bloke tripping over his own feet. But your grandmother is a sun elf,” he explained. “With a few exceptions, they rarely leave Evermeet. A rural town is going to remember seeing a sun elf, especially your grandmother.” Morena smiled, thinking of how radiant her grandmother looked, even battle worn and exhausted, as she walked toward her and her eldest brother outside Marissa’s wedding venue. “I can see that.”

Next chapter is being edited, I'm going to try to get it up tomorrow... ps it's spicy! 😏 Gentle tags: Everyone who tagged me above, plus: @themontess, @bladesingerlily @nahtlaie @denesmera @glitterandmoondustofficial @dramatiquechipmunk @dr4gonwriter @ele-millennial-weirdo and anyone else who has a snip to share! ❤️

[tynithia]

What Does Your OC's Dream Visitor Look Like & Why?

Thank you for the tag @alliskit ❤️

The Emperor came to Ellandra in his original body as...Balduran. They have a long, but fleeting history. I actually wrote an entire story about their meet cute in 1064 DR, when Ellandra was only twenty years old. This story starts my Balduran/Ansur series which leads to the Dekarios Family series, because I can't tell just ONE story, I have to make it a saga! 🤣🤣🤣

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Preview of the story below ⬇️

A Night Ashore

“You look delicious this evening,” he purred in her ear, then kissed her neck. 

“You said that earlier,” she whispered back. Her sun tanned skin flushed at his compliment.

He twirled her around. Her amethyst-colored sheer silk gown ethereally fluttered, as though she was floating right in front of him. Her laugh sang like a full octave, warming him as he brought her back into his arms and they continued to dance. Her bright silver elf eyes and softly-waved long white blonde hair matched her radiant smile. She was truly a beauty. He could hardly take his eyes off of her. She touched his face, a gesture she had done for years. He could feel her emotions as if they were his own. She loved him. 

The gala was as boring as usual, thrown to honor some noble he could care less about, but he had to attend if he wanted to keep up appearances and keep his fingers on the pulse of the happenings in the city. He had taken care of some business and even tapped a few contacts that could be beneficial to his new ventures, so it was not a complete waste of time. They had only lingered because she wanted to have one dance with him before they left. He didn’t mind, they would be home soon enough, he would be out of his disguise and her dress would be on the floor. And he would be deep between her legs. He felt his trousers get a little tighter.

“I don’t think I can wait until we get home. Let’s go find a quiet place here,” he whispered, pressing himself closer to her, so there was misunderstanding his intent. “I want to hear you call out my name.”

“Dirty old man,” she laughed and moved her hips in a way that made him grumble with delight. He loved when she teased him, it only made him want her more. 

He glanced around the dance floor, listening to the idle chatter. Most people were talking to their dates or wishing they were talking to someone else’s date. He didn’t. The only person he wanted was already in his arms. He felt the eyes of a Drow woman staring at them. He instinctively touched her thoughts, the Drow woman was fantasizing about his lover. You and everyone else here, but you can’t have her. She is mine, he thought. He looked directly at the Drow woman, caught her eye, then leaned down and kissed his lover, softly opening his mouth, gliding his tongue on hers. He could feel the Drow woman’s jealousy. It aroused him. The Drow woman turned away. He closed his eyes, deepening the kiss. She returned it with the same hunger and affection. 

“Someone is feeling a little possessive this evening,” she said. 

“I can’t help that,” he said, licking his lips. “You are glorious.”

“Okay, you win, let’s get out of here, babe.”

“Good, I thought you would never ask,” he purred, pulling her in for another kiss.

**** BANG **** BANG **** BANG****

“CAPTAIN!” A voice called out.

Balduran jolted awake, banging his head on the low bulkhead over his bed. 

“Ouch!” He cried out. “WHAT?!”

“Captain, we are here,” one of his crew members said through his stateroom’s door.

“Right. Yeah, umm. Fuck. Just a minute,” he said. 

Balduran fell back on his pillow, rubbing the top of his head. He closed his eyes, thinking about the beautiful elf in the ethereal gown. She felt so real. He touched his lips, remembering her kiss. The taste of her skin was still on his tongue. Her affection stirred him, even her fragrance. What was that? Black plum, velvety woods, with a hint of vanilla. He reached under his sheets, adjusting himself, shocked that a dream would have that much of an effect on him. He took a couple of breaths to calm himself down. What a dream, I wish I could’ve finished it, he thought with a smile. The sounds of his crew hustling around the deck brought him out of his reverie and he opened his eyes, sighing. 

Balduran’s stateroom on his ship was small and even though it was the Captain’s quarters, he sometimes felt he barely had enough room to turn around. That was fine though, he never wanted his crew to think he was living better than them as they journeyed. Plus, the less room he had, the more room they had for the treasure hold.  

After a quick sponge bath, privy break, and general hygiene, he dressed in his usual black trousers and loose tunic, then pulled his long white blonde hair into a topknot. He gave himself a wink in his small mirror, before putting on a knit stocking cap and his heavy wool coat and headed up to the deck. 

Keep reading here ⬇️

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Gentle tags: @mellybaggins, @denesmera, @helyanwe4608, @amoremagnificentbastard, @dr4gonwriter, @optimisticgrey, @themontess, @glitterandmoondustofficial, @kcwriter-blog, @licensetothrall, @maffyteacake, @the-font-bandit, @asorceresswrites and anyone else who wants to answer - I feel like I'm bugging so many! **Sorry I haven't been Tumblr, I scrapped my last chapter, so I have been re-writing tear to keep my time schedule for The Matriarch.

❤️

[tynithia]

"I will do what I have always done, I will survive," the Emperor told her.

Ellandra nodded. "...and should our paths ever cross again, I will be glad to see you," the Emperor said.

"It's too bad. I have earned about two hundred thousand gold on this accidental adventure, that could help with your survival, but yeah, I understand. It was good working with, babe," she clapped him on the back.

The mind flayer's tentacles stopped moving. "Two hundred thousand?" "Yeah, not counting my House's trust fund, which is nearly that quarterly," she told him.

She watched him glance over his shoulder, then he floated closer to her. "You know on second thought, we make a good team, maybe we should stick together. After all it is MY city." 🤣

[tynithia]

What's your rarest pair?

I have a few...

Well, I guess that's not that rare... but 2 of those are mine.

5 of those are mine... getting there.

Yup, half of those are mine!

Same 5... nice!

Well, look at that... just ONE piece! Guess what... THAT'S MINE!

These are my favorite statistics to look at! The fun and random! Plus, I love discovering other rare pairings pieces like mine! ❤️

What are yours?

[tynithia]

Self Care Sunday 🌸

Rules: You flip through your work (published or WIP, doesn’t matter) and share whatever little section you’re genuinely proud of. Something that makes you smile or swoon or that tugs at your heartstrings just the way you want it to.

Thank you @asorceresswrites and @bladesingerlily for the tags. You both are such beautiful writers! Since you both selected a break up scene, I figured I would follow with a make-up scene. Here's a long snip from Cutlass Tavern - Chapter 15 Context: Balduran sees Ellandra one last time. Circa 1379 DR

Maybe he and Ansur needed a break for a while or he needed another long voyage to get away from everything. Maybe sail back to Anchorome, or go check out that possible treasure in Reithwin.  Balduran wandered, not really knowing where he was going. He found himself walking through the Sea Ward district, when he came upon a park. The weather was still chilly for a spring day, but he noticed people out enjoying the sunny weather, walking around the paths, or reading under trees.  Balduran continued down a path and came upon a small pond with ducks leisurely floating. There was a young boy with tousled brown hair waving at them. Balduran smiled at how cute and carefree the child looked. Then Balduran’s face fell when he saw Ellie and Gaius sitting on a bench together. Gaius had his arm around her and she was leaning against him. He watched the young boy run over to them and climb into Ellie’s lap, wrapping his little arms around her neck. She laughed as he kissed her cheek. She looked so natural as a mother, as the little boy sat in her lap as she made silly faces at him. 

The three of them stood up and he watched the boy grab both of their hands so they could swing him up in the air. Balduran quickly sat on a nearby bench, putting his face down as they walked by not noticing him.  “Ellie, can we go back to the bookstore?” The little boy asked.  “I don’t know, what does Daddy think?” Ellie asked, looking at Gaius. “I think that sounds great,” Gaius said, then the little boy let go of their hands and ran ahead of them.  Balduran watched Gaius reach down and clasp Ellie’s hand. She looked up at him with a smile. He knew when he saw two people in love, because it was the same way he looked at Ansur.  Ansur. It was at that moment then that he knew, as much as he thought he wanted to be with her and have a family with her, his heart would always be with Ansur. She was right, what they had was a wonderful dream, for one night.   Balduran smiled, feeling genuinely happy for her. He knew that Gaius really loved her and she would get the family she always wanted.  Balduran returned to The Wandering Eye and found Ansur in his dragonborn guise, sitting on their bed, tapping the tips of his claws, like he did the morning after his night with Ellie. But this time, there was no confusion, Balduran did know what to say when Ansur spoke. “Did you find what you were looking for?” The dragon asked quietly. “I did,” Balduran said.  “And?” “I’m looking right at him.” Balduran watched Ansur’s scales shimmer.  “It’s always been you,” Balduran said. “I can’t control my dreams, but I can control who I love. I know I’m a bastard and I’m going make mistakes and you are going to save me from myself. But, know this, I will always be your Balduran.”

If you got this far, thank you for reading! ❤️

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