Celebrating this day with the most welcome surprise!!!💖 A lovely batch of stunning pics, gift from the gorgeous and incredibly talented @optimisticgrey ✨️🥰🫶 My girl truly looks like a princess here!!! Forever grateful for the glorious vps, dear!!! <3<3<3
Does this actually count as a Disney redesign, @perpetualmaladaptivedaydream @cinder-rellish181 ? Because she truly looks like a princess here! 🥹 (sadly, the PS5 mods I have available can't really do any justice to my golden girl, but luckily, my lovely bestie @optimisticgrey came to the rescue with her incredible skills. I can't stop looking at these dreamily!!! 🫶
Just one prince is not enough for my bby! She deserves two of them, always ready to kiss the ground she walks on (her in-game sweetheart wizard and, obviously, her beloved tyrant).
hello my old friend, for the aging asks: 2, 7 and 28 please
Ohhh, a Marylin gif <3
2. Do you have a collection of anything?
*Cough, cough* Yeah, you could definitely say that... I collect video game art books, comic books, and Liebeskind handbags. :D
7. Are you married or do you intend to get married?
I’m not married, and I never really wanted to get married, but I do plan to eventually—mainly so that I would be legally recognised as my partner’s next of kin and have the right to receive medical information or make decisions on their behalf if necessary.
28. What chore do you hate the most?
I’m not a fan of housework in general. People spend so much time trying to keep their homes perfectly tidy and presentable just because they feel they have to. But if I had to choose one chore I hate the most, I’d say doing the dishes—although that’s mainly because my dishwasher is broken at the moment. Normally, it would be doing the laundry and hanging everything up to dry.
I hope you have a fantastic day, full of friends, gifts and love! 🫂💜 I'm glad to have found you my dear friend ☺️
Inspired by the wonderful @rdekarios's amazing render work, please enjoy my smutty birthday drabble 🙂↕️🤌
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Bathed under a canopy of silver moonlight and glittering stars, the scent of the warming fire and fresh wood shavings from his latest creation; Celeste and Halsin lay together, held just right in this place and time.
Long, lazy kisses of laboured lips and tongues, finally part. Her pussy throbs, her heartbeat pulsing through her swollen lips.
Gazing down at the hulking adonis beneath her, his eyes returning her fire and adoration with lidded intensity; Celeste reaches between them to align his thick cock with her eager and soppy entrance.
Halsin's jaw flexes, his breath stuttering as her fingers wrap around his delicious girth. Celeste licks her bottom lip in anticipation of the satisfying stretch of her pussy, as she envelopes him inside her.
"My heart. We need not have sex, simply because I am erect. I am content here, lying naked with you." He smiles warmly, crows feet creasing his eyes.
Celeste returns his sentiment, as her heart aches with joy, "I'm fully aware." She nods with a wry grin.
She bucks her hips to skillfully slip his bulbous head between her soaked folds.
Halsin's eyes roll closed, as his face contorts in pleasure. He stutters out a hollowed breath, gripping desperately onto Celeste's thighs.
Celeste inhales deeply, and breathes out slowly, preparing herself to take his full girth. Sinking slower still down his generous length, she begins her torturous descent.
She rocks herself along the amount of him already conquered, adjusting her body to his size. A well practised technique they had found together after their many love making's.
Relaxing her tighting walls to envelope him inside, her want and need slickening his journey to the depths of her. Celeste bites her lip against the stretch of him, the gentle bruising of his great paw-like hands on her hips.
Halsin choked praise on her name, as her wet and willing walls heralded his return, "Yes, my heart. Oh, my heart.. yes." He slides his grip to apex of her hips, guiding her rhythm to his own and he thrusts beneath her.
Their movements knowingly entwining, falling into easy, familiar step with each other. Like lovers fated in storybooks of old; destined to be together.
The sinful squelch of her pussy's fullness, and the tender ache at her cervix, announces Halsin's complete length welcome inside her twitching vagina. She ruts her hips down to sucker him entirely.
They both gasp in triumph and smile to each other, before Celeste leans down to her lover, encompassing him in another open-mouthed kiss. Their tongues mate and dance together, lips bitten and sucked on.
She sits up fully, sinking back down onto his length. His fingers tease her spine, the other hand smoothing up the planes of her tummy and chest, resting on her sternum.
"I can feel you, my heart. Do not hold back. Take me. Take me entirely as your own."
Celeste grins down at him, a dangerous and dark smirk, that curls at the edges of her desire.
Flicking her feet to bury her toes to the ground, she takes off at a relentless pace. Halsin's grip switches to her waist, as he laughs through a gasp at her urgency and heat.
"Yes, my love. That's it. Ride me." He growls, his chest rumbling with hot need.
She slams her thighs and ass down hard as she gallops atop him, the slap of their skin clapping thunder around the forest clearing.
The feel of his thick cock rippling against the ridges of her needy pussy. It filled her body with elation, while leaving her head quite empty to anything but the sensation of his cock pounding inside her.
His grasp tightens, as he plants his own feet to thrust up into her. A ragged shriek rips from Celeste's chest, as a new wave of bliss shudders his way through her body.
The thick head of his cock kissing her precipice, the dull, pleasurable ache of his force splitting her voluntarily in two.
She leans forward, palming his mighty chest, as his cock pumps in and out in precise and perfected rhythm. Pushing off and fucking back into him, her breasts bounded as she did, her fervour tenfold.
His eyes screw up, his face contorting in abject delight. Moaning gasps and cries, calling and dying in his throat, as she bounced on his delicious length. The blunt head of him pounding into her, as they thrust together.
Reaching between them, she drew frantic circles on her clit. Her lips were so licentiously wet, it felt almost criminalistic to feel this damned good.
Had she made an unknown pact with a devil to make fucking him feel so incredible? Or was it simply the love they felt for each other that made their connection so supremely intimate and special.
She knew the answer of course.
Her walls clench down around him, constricting his gliding cock. His hips falter at the sensation of her cunt tightening around him. He rolls his head back, muscles straining, displaying his truly biteable neck.
She knew he adored this part; the build to orgasm.
Often times they would do this over and over and over again, until one, or both of them begged for release.
But tonight was not for teasing, tonight was not for delaying their pleasure; it was for embracing their devotion and desire.
Halsin cups her breasts, gently thumbing her nipples. The erect little bud straining, as he played with them. It zaps electricity through her body, adding to the increasing need to cum.
"My love, are you close for me?" She asks, her voice almost unknown to her through lust.
He huffs a crazed laugh, "I'm waiting for you, my heart. Speak the words and I will fill you with my seed." He strains, the decision to delay his release and hold himself back, etched over the pained lines of his handsome face.
"I want to scream your name as I cum around you; feel your cries for me through your chest," she moves her palm to his heart, "Do not hold back."
"Never." He shakes his head with a devious smile, his teeth almost pointed in the flickering firelight.
Her orgasm was fast approaching; she wouldn't and couldn't deny it. She didn't want it to end, but Halsin had a wonderfully fast refractory period and besides, he loved feasting on her while she was pumped full of his cum.
Her body trembles, imagining the orgasm she would have with his face nestled between thighs; building the orgasm she was barreling towards now.
The feel of his large hands squeezing her waist and hips; the deep, pounding thrust of his thick, long cock. The pressure of her deft fingers encircling her pleasure, the tingle of her mind, as it fully embraces it's emptiness.
Her walls squeeze and tremble; Halsin's hand glides to mimic hers on his chest.
"Yes, my heart--"
The peak of her pleasure clawing through her chest, ripping her willingly apart.
"So close-so close.."
A soft gasp pants from her open lips, "Oh! Now!" She manages, before her hips buck uncontrollably.
Tensing and twitching, she arrives at the tumultuous abyss of her threating climax and dives head first without a care, or second thought.
Bucking and seizing, they roll and ride each other through the tempest of their joined orgasm. Moaning, groaning; crying their love and lust, desire and devotion.
Celeste mumbles words of utter adoration in delirious ecstacy, piling praise with fervent passion.
Halsin breathlessly echoes her, forcing himself to speak through the trembling aftershocks of cumming deep inside her needful cunt.
"My heart, my Celeste. My dear one. I--agh--I cannot-not--ngh.. find the w-words."
She collapses upon his mouth, encapsulating him again with an all-consuming kiss. Pouring into it all that his words couldn't find, but that her heart needed to express.
Her holds her close, like a precious thing; because that's what she was to him. Precious.
All that she had faced, and conquered. All that they had worked for, strived for. The unhappiness she had had to endure for so long. It all melted away into the furthest background; till it was weightless and unencumbering.
"I love you, Celeste." He whispers into her hair, as she lays her head upon his chest. She smiles, completely contented in the warmth of afterglow and echoes his words.
Fic authors self rec! When you get this, reply with your favorite five fics that you've written, then pass on to five other writers (:
OH BOY. You want 5 fics and I currently only have 2 (well...3 technically) in BG3 haha. WELL let's try my best haha. So I had to delve into OLD stuff from my Fire Emblem days. The good news is back then, I wrote a lot of shorter stories. So if you like fire emblem but don't like longfics, check them out!
Disclaimer: the FE fics are from many years ago when my writing wasn't as strong, but I picked the few I still remember being proud of. I have not reread them for quality assurance for fear I'd not share anything at all xD
Baldur's Gate 3
Don't Let Me Kill You - Definitive Edition - [LINK]
(E - longfic - Durge/Gale, Past Durgetash)
A novelization of the game events featuring my drow rogue Durge Tavrin, and a Gale romance with past Durgetash references. There are plenty of deviations from canon, such as real consequences to actions like Alfira's murder, feeding Gale powerful artefacts such as the Necromancy of Thay and the Iron Flask, and indulging in the tadpole powers. Also, we'll get Gortash's POV earlier in the story and he gets more potent plotlines than the game provided <3
(I wrote a shorter version of this fic that started in Act II with an established relationship, but it was very "rough drafty" because I relied heavily on game dialogue and hadn't fully fleshed out Tavrin yet. I was happy to finish it and liked the plot choices I made, but was not happy with narrative choices, so that's how this rewrite was born. I wanted to improve the writing, but also show how their relationship formed from the beginning <3 )
Anamnesis Red - [LINK]
(E - longfic - Durge/Gale; Past Durgetash)
A continuation of the story following the events of the game/DLMKY. Tavrin and Gale are married in Waterdeep, trying to adjust to "normalcy" again, but evil doesn't just go away when you beat the BBENB. There's more sinister plots afoot that target them directly, and they will have severely damaging affects. Gortash may be dead, but even death doesn't stop his scheming, and he's back in the fray big time. And eventually, we'll get into some really devastating political maneuvers that I am very excited about, even if I haven't sorted the full timeline just yet.
(Though this is technically a sequel, I didn't want to restrict anyone to having to read part 1, especially since the rewrite is nowhere near done lol but I started writing this IMMEDIATELY after finishing the og DLMKY before I even thought about rewriting it. So, this series can easily standalone if you have played a Durge run. Any details from DLMKY that prove relevant, I plop into the context of the fic so as not to confuse readers.)
Fire Emblem - Awakening
Lifelines - [LINK]
(T - 2,257 words - Lon'qu/Robin)
End game scene where Robin tries to sacrifice herself to defeat Grima, and Lon'qu has to decide if he'll stop her...or if he has stand by and lose another woman he loves.
(Bittersweet vibes, hopeful ending; but it was one of my first fics I wrote that I felt very proud of.)
Reconcile - [LINK]
(T - 4,641 words - Lon'qu/Tharja)
A multichapter, short fic that walks through scenes of Lon'qu's life, the stages of grief of losing his first love Ke'ri, the symbolism of butterflies, how he found love again, the healing process, and how his new love Tharja helps him find closure.
(One of my favorite fics I ever wrote. There was/is so little Lon'qu/Tharja content out there and they are my favorite. I pretty much owned that AO3 tag for a long time. I wonder if I still do...)
Fire Emblem - Three Houses
The Older I Get - [LINK]
(T - 6,047 words - Felix/Byleth)
A one-shot exploring Byleth's immortality and Felix's mortality. After the war, they spent a decade of marriage together before she starts to realize that while she and Felix promised to grow old together, her Crest Stone heart is preventing Byleth from keeping her end of that promise. Felix decides to do something about it.
(A little angsty, very romantic, and a happy ending cos I rarely do otherwise. This was one that I had a lot of people emotional over in the felileth community and it still holds a tender place in my heart <3)
Thank you so much for the ask my friend <3 I forgot how much short form I used to do LOL
for the durge and orin asks: 1, 7 and 13 pleeeease
oh my gosh, so exciting! thank you, lovely 💛
questions are from this post
1. There's a lot of reasons Orin might want to stab Durge in the head and take their place as Chosen. If it came down to one thing, what was it? What was going through her head as she stabbed your Durge?
This is actually something I only figured out recently. I do love me some jealousy/rivarly between the siblings, but personally, and with how my Durge's personality shaped over time, the reason Orin betrayed her was pain and fear
Durge practically raised her little sister, and so her Orin never wanted to be Chosen. Party because "dad said so" and "sis is good at it", but mostly because she saw what being Chosen really means
So when push comes to show, Orin is terrified, because her kin betrayed her, and now the burgen has fallen onto her; with what's left of her mind that's being consumed by Bhaal, she understands what it means for her
(She's never been stable, she just can't be, but she goes completely off the rails after becoming Chosen)
7. Did your Durge and Orin ever kill their victims together? How did that go? What did your Durge think of Orin's style of killing?
They did! Some sisterly bonding time. Orin is a melee assassin with a penchant for flare. Durge is a ranged (when efficiency is needed, melee when she wants to make a point) assassin, who likes to get shit done and go back to doing something fun, like annoying Gortash. So while their relationship was good, they were accepting of each other's styles. Like: "this is my sister, she's weird, I love her," lol
13. How did your Durge feel about Orin stalking them during Act 3? Did it bring back any memories?
She literally didn't know about that. She doesn't talk to any of the people that Orin disguises herself as. When Gortash mentions it at the coronation, she only has 7 people at camp (5 if you don't include Nightsong and Aylin) and a dog. And then she meets Orin when she's on her way to the Temple anyways. So not a lot of time to think about it, lol
cuddly Halsin. Does he prefer to cuddle in elf or bear form?
Does he sleep in bear form *every* night?
OOOOH. Okay, I like to think that he prefers to cuddle in his Elven form because he likes skin on skin contact. Even if he isn't cuddling naked with someone, he likes to feel their warmth. It also gives him the opportunity to feel small. He can be a little spoon, hide his face in someone's bosom and breathe them in. He can't experience that when he's a large bear.
I like to headcanon that if Tav and crew had gone through the mountain pass and encountered snow, that he would wildshape at night to offer them all his body for warmth. Halsin's bear form is extremely intimate and I feel like he doesn't wildshape just for anybody. He only does so in battle, when sexually aroused (I like the allegory of Halsin's bear form during the romance scene equating to premature ejaculation), when trying to keep warm during the winter, and if the children wish to play.
Fic authors self rec! When you get this, reply with your favorite five fics that you've written, then pass on to five other writers (:
Thank you for sending this my way! I really appreciate it!! 🫂💚
The Melancholy Bard
I think this one will probably always be my pride and joy. I still have a long way to go with it, but it's my baby and I am so proud of it. 💚
I Think I Might Push My Luck With You
I'm still in the early stages with this one, but I am really pleased with how it's going so far and I am so excited for the plans I have for it. ❤️
I'm Finding Heaven in Your Skin
I had so much fun writing this oneshot. It's one of my favorite pieces to date and I really just love them in a modern AU. 🥰
We Fell in Love in October
I really had modern AU brainrot this year, but I loved this piece so much. It was nice to write a quick little fic of them doing something cozy like pumpkin carving. 🥹
Cozy December 2025
Still with the modern AU brainrot. I adored these prompts. I had hoped to write a few more, but that's okay that I didn't. I really enjoyed all of these and giving just small glances into their lives beyond where they're at currently in the longfic. 🥲
Ahhh, thank you again for asking! I did a lot of writing this year and I'm really proud of it! I'm excited to see what the new year brings for Andromeda and Astarion. 🥺🫂💚
(also I'm trying to write again so maybe I'll make my tavpole fic of you answer them??)
Oh my goodness, had to pull out the laptop for this one. Way too long to be writing on a cellphone.
If only for you to write!! I guess I should tag you in these WIP games huh? Okay here we go (and thank you for the ask!!)
🪱- Which of your characters would actually have used the powers the parasite grants and who would’ve resisted it the longest?
This is tough because I really only have one fleshed-out OC that I just pour hours and hours into and play over and over again. The only companion that uses the parasites in my party is Minthara, and my Tav Ashwyn never ever ever uses them for any reason. She's very adamantly against it to the point of throwing the ones she acquires into a void somewhere.
🩸- Have you written—or would you write—something exploring the Dark Urge? How do you interpret it?
I haven't written a DU, but the one I campaign I started was with the intention of doing a horror run. If I wrote something about the DU, I think it would probably be like a failed redemption story. Like DU tries to control and move past the darkness inside, builds connections with people, and then ends up torturing and slaughtering them. It would be a darkfic and a bloody tragedy.
⛺- Who’s your favorite romance to write, and what makes their dynamic work for you?
Uhhhhh Halsin/Tav, exclusively XD There's a lot of things that I love about Halsin, far too many to get into for this ask. For the dynamic... I like the idea of Halsin connecting with someone that has a similar level of experience and wisdom to him, or even a little more. I love the idea of him finding an emotional peer, someone that he feels like he can not only help but also be helped by. I also love the fact that he's poly, there's so much emotional growth that happens on a healthy poly journey and his self-confidence when it comes to sharing a lover is soooooo so sexy to me. I haven't written too much poly into my fics because I avoid plot but my writing would be about Ashwyn (it's so weird to write her name, I always call her Tav!) being able to meet him in that place with her own confidence and not needing him to show her the poly ropes or do a lot of negotiating. I like him with partners that can also handle their own shit. See how long this was and I was trying to keep it short!!
As an honorable mention, Karlach and Wyll are my OTPPPPPP I haven't written anything about them but I love them together so so so so soooo so sooo much.
🍾- What inspired you to start writing BG3 fanfiction in the first place?
Halsin! I didn't feel inspired so much as I felt like I needed an outlet. Like when your brain has a hemorrhage and you need to drill a hole in your skull so you don't die... I need an outlet so my brain doesn't collapse under the pressure of all my thoughts about him. That's what got me started and what keeps me going is all the delightful connections I've made with fellow Halsinmancers.
😶🌫️- Do you self-insert in your fics, or is your protagonist completely separate from you?
Ummm I'm not totally sure how to answer this one. Ashwyn isn't me, she has her own life and stuff, but also she kind of is just a self-insert. She's like the most overpowered Mary Sue character... She's old af, a chronomancer who can selectively rewind time, massively skilled at anything she touches... Lol kind of like Doctor Who character in a way? Idk. Like obviously I'm not any of those things in real life but at the same time I feel like the Mary Sue thing is always a certain degree of self-insert.
🎉- What’s one story you still want to tell in the BG3 universe but haven’t started yet?
Oh man I can't talk about this it's a secret! Lol not really but I have no idea when I'm ever going to get to it. I really want to a write a "5 times this, and 1 time that" fic, where it's like... 5 times Tav sang to Halsin, and 1 time she didn't. And I want it to be a songfic, with dedicated playlists that are songs that Tav sings in the story as it follows the romance between her and Halsin. Back in the destiel hayday I saw people do songfics like that where, when you listened to the playlist as you read, it matched up pretty well to the pace of the story, and I want to see if I can pull something like that off. I also loooooooooove love love hozier + halsin, so I'm attempting to challenge myself by not including any hozier music (but of course the chapter titles will all still be hozier lyrics). Otherwise the songs for the fic are all folksy, because when I listen to the song I want to be able to easily imagine one person playing an instrument and singing and not have to mentally grapple with including eletronic or orchestral stuff. I have like 45 songs on the playlist ... I just don't know when I'll get to writing the fic.
🏠- What does Baldur’s Gate itself mean in your stories: home, chaos, redemption, or something else?
Hmm... Are we talking about the city, or the game? My stories are about sex first and foremost, let's just get that straight :P but greater plotlines in my head revolve around choosing love and hope even in the face of adversity. Those are the stories I like best.
🪼- Do you explore the tadpole as literal horror, or as a metaphor for control, trauma, or transformation?
I don't explore anything! Haha but if I did... I think it would about control. Fear of not having control of oneself, or being watched in the privacy of one's own mind. Maybe a deeper level of what it means to have control over yourself; were you more in control of yourself pre-tadpole? Are you actually more in control of yourself post-tadpole?
But let's be real here - the tadpole is a background detail in my romance simulator with an old elf. Thanks again for the ask, my friend ;) Get to writing!
