Dirty Bioware Confessions

Confession: I love imagining Alistair helping the warden take their armour off after surviving the battle with the archdemon. After, he would stay on his knees in front of them. Not doing anything (yet), just tenderly staring up them with so much love and adoration. His hands on their waist, hips and thighs, as he kisses at their stomach and navel, and the warden threading their fingers through his hair in praise. Followed by the most passionate "I-was-scared-i'd-lose-you" sex ever. Yeah 🚬🚬

Confession: Shale, oh dear Shale, how I want to be between your granite-hard tighs making you sing like if you are the best vein of lyrium deep below the mountains. How I want to be smashed into a pulp from pleasure. Somebody help me for I am insane. Shale. Shale lemme smash. Please. I got you blue

Confession: cullen's fingers are thick and soooo deliciously rough and calloused i know they are i just KNOW they are

Confession: If anyone’s familiar with the problematic cut durge ending from bg3, just know that’s what’s happening to my elf rook in a ‘Elgar wins the final battle’ ending

Confession: Unironically, I think I want to bed every sapient species in the Mass Effect trilogy. Like, every single fucking one. Whichever one you're thinking as a counter: yes, them too.

Confession: Imagine Garrus on his knees, trembling with lust, leashed with a collar, his cock throbbing hard, *begging* you to *please* let him fuck you, please please please let him, he's *so* fucking needy

Confession: still cannot believe maryden managed to get the attention of cole AND krem out from under my inquisitor 😭😭😭 BIOWARE SHOULD HAVE NAMED HER JOLENE INSTEAD BECAUSE I'M BEGGING OF HER PLEASE DON'T TAKE MY MAN

Confession: Cullen trying to kick his lyrium addiction but the only thing that alleviates his cravings is being balls deep in the Inquisitor. Kinda fuck or die but he's replaced his addiction to lyrium with an addiction to pussy

Confession: Fenris and Isabela flirting right in front of me makes me NEED to be the filling in that sandwich, maker please

Confession: Imagine an option to be in a threesome with Morrigan and Alsiatar before the final battle

Confession: After world war 2, there was a baby boom in the US from all the men returning from war and bedding their wives. All I'm saying is, after the Reaper war? I bet the galaxy's population doubled, minimum.

Confession: Imagine being one of the few fertile women before the Genophage cure. All those big Krogans wanting to bed you. Getting protected by your clan while you get to pick and choose which get to be the lucky ones to make you pregnant. Oh what a dream

Confession: My headcanon that Leliana has a blood kink runs so deep within me that I forget that there’s nothing that actually/fully supports it in canon

Confession: I have such a kink for warrior women. Cassandra not only is a beautiful warrior that I KNOW would get frustrated with me. She’d take over, and would grumble to herself about having to take the lead. I’d be too busy listening to that divine accent to entirely register each word, though.

Confession: Josephine has given me a voice kink. I want her to top me and use her polite Antivan accent to say the dirtiest, meanest things to me while I get all quiet from embarrassment.

Confession: Viago and Teia adding Rook to the relationship and they take turns teaching rook how to best please the other person. They move Rook and adjust them whenever they feel like it, gently scolding them as they do so.

Confession: I need Javik to steal me away from the crew and plow my pussy until I need to use a wheelchair the next day. Just a casual life goal.