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DWC - August 2025 - Day 2 - Layer

Some things one just…adapted to.

Osric was used to getting himself prepared to head out into the Coerthan Highlands. His clothes were designed to help him cope with the cold and he'd adapted to being back in the frigid weather.

Not that he spent more time out in the more bitter days than he absolutely had to — but training had to be done, and supplies had to be gathered. Some things couldn't be ignored.

He could manage being a little cold — things were different when the twins were visiting.

Even though he made sure the house was well stocked so they wouldn't have to leave outside often (and they were young enough that outside of short trips just outside the house they were content with that) there was still the occasional trip that had to be made…and when there was one, well…

Osric tilted his head, eyeing the ball of clothing that was his daughter. In all honesty, he knew it was an appropriate number of layers to keep the little girl safe from the elements, though the way she blinked up at him from under the cap that covered her head it took everything in him to keep from laughing. Her brother next to her was not as kind, giggling and babbling — covered in the exact same number of layers as she was.

"Alright you two, let's go before something ha—"

He hadn't even finished the thought, much less the sentence when Tyr wandered over, sniffing the twins tentatively and wrinkled his nose before trotting off, eager to be away from the pair. Something smelled off, and Osric could venture a guess as to what that might be.

Slowly, with a tired sigh, Osric turned back towards Evran and Idalia, both now grinning and giggling.

"…I guess we're not leaving any time soon, are we?"

Some things…one just had to adapt to.

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messin around with art styles... still figuring out how to colour but i'm enjoying this style of lineart

feat. @frxnziedflame 's boy evran w/astarion & my boy calhoun w/gale :]

#my art #bg3 stuff #astarion #gale #calhoun #evran #yay #calhoun [art]

Was this what it was like to be drunk? Keira hadn’t thought she had consumed that much, the few drinks she had earlier had not seemed that strong. Yet, she felt an odd fuzzy feeling come over her as the fireworks show came into full swing. Words bubbled from her lips like a tap had been turned on. It was as if she could not contain the truths and thoughts to just her head. She felt compelled to speak what was on her mind and she could not stop herself no matter how hard she tried. Was this what being drunk was like? Keira knew that many had told her when you were drunk you felt the need to speak whatever was on your mind. Perhaps that’s what this was. In fact, given her werewolf nature Keira had never been drunk before her arrival here. The concept was still a new one to her.

She staggered away from a couple she had admitted her lackluster response at them trying too hard with mild embarrassment. Would she be able to keep her mouth shut if she avoided people? Keira turned in the crowd and started to move towards the outskirts of it before she caught sight of a naked man striding towards her. All at once the words bubbled out before she could stop them. “Your large size intimidates me. That was never fun for me before and I think you would hurt.” Her cheeks blazed deep scarlet and Keira tried to turn away from him.

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#Evran #//I even have a fitting gif to use lol

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This was definitely not the kind of welcome that Evran expected to find so soon after he had arrived on the island. Between the slave aspect and talking to some of the other professors he’d gotten an idea of the things that happened here but seeing it for himself was wildly different. All day long he’d seen students acting oddly both in and out of the classroom. In an effort to find some peace Evran had shifted away from his usual classroom face, hoping that would prevent any awkward entanglements with his students.

His hopes of making it across the quad were dashed when he saw someone dressed in what could only be an intimate nurse costume approach him. He was a bit taken aback when the slave girl pressed herself up against him and ran her hands along his waist. “Right… I’m going to go out on a limb here and guess that you were the recipient of one of those texts that I’ve seen making the rounds of my students." He looked at the rope curiously as he took it in hand. "What exactly do you expect me to do with this?”

Thalia wasn’t sure whether she hoped to approach a stranger or someone she already knew. With someone she knew, there might have been the chance that they could immediately see that this wasn’t like her to just go out and approach them like this, and perhaps they could judge how to make this enjoyable for both of them due to prior experience. Yet, with a stranger, there was the obvious benefit that this might soon be over, enjoyable or not, and they could both forget about it – no strings attached. That said, she had no idea how this was going to go, only that fate had finally matched her with a partner.

Thalia took the man’s form in. She had never seen him before and attractive as he was, she felt a little apologetic for throwing him off like this. Unable to take her hands off him just yet, she managed to nod. “Yes. I’m so sorry if you don’t want this, I cannot help myself…”, she trailed off, wondering if she was supposed to address him by his title or whether this would only make this more awkward. “Just tell me to stop if you don’t. No offense – obviously” But she remained awfully close, hands wrapping around his neck, caressing his skin a little bit with her thumbs and then remaining there as if to check his pulse. Her face glowed a little at the question, her eyes falling onto the rope. “You uh- well-“ This was of course the most uncomfortable part of this whole order! Thalia didn’t find it particularly appealing to be choked during her climax but maybe it was best to just go with it, anyway. He seemed nice enough. “I need you to choke me for when you make me cum”