Starlit Serpent

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We just did this on a Discord chat, and I saw the pics so, decided to create some vp based on what I got for my OC's.

Aunrae & Astarion | BloodSeeker

Like lovers watching the sunset

calm, focused, tender. you need to be loved in the way teenagers kiss in the rain and giggle behind hands. you need to be loved like a child, taken care of, watched over, focused on. you need to feel the warmth of the sun, you need to feel the love rushing through your veins. you need to be reminded that love is worth it, and it's beautiful to experience. you need to be loved in a way that is refreshing, again and again.

Keryth & Astarion | BloodCharm

Like a child loves the rain

you need to be loved in happiness and foolishness. a puppy love, a love so purely good, so full of happiness it makes your stomach ache. you need to be loved in a way that reminds you of the childhood you didn't get to have. you need to be loved as if you're feeling the rain fall upon your cheeks for the first time. refreshing, and clean.

Thank you @cursed-nyxan and @optimisticgrey for the WIP tags 🖤

Still working on this... it's getting hotter in this forge, isn't it? 🔥😏

“Shouldn’t you be on your way to deliver my message to Moonrise, True Soul?” “Shouldn’t you be cleaning that mess and follow that trail to the temple, as the general’s orders commanded?” Nere was lounging on a few cushions, drinking an old vintage. There was no Duergar in sight. “Hm. You have some guts for a new recruit of the Absolute.” He smirked, and there was something utterly dangerous in the way he was scrutinizing the bard. “I can appreciate that trait, if it’s well- targeted.” “And I would appreciate a drink, if that’s all the same to you.” Ellith smirked back, stepping closer and watching him expectantly. The drow snapped his fingers but stopped mid-motion. “Ah, yes… no more slave to serve me.” “They’ll be more useful out of this tomb.” Without waiting for Nere’s invitation, the bard picked up a glass and poured themself some wine. The drow’s eyes followed their every movements. “I would hope so. I cannot allow any more disappointment.” Ellith scanned the man, tall for a drow: He was clean now, dirt and ashes gone from his dark skin, and he had discarded his cultist robe and cloak to replace it with a loose shirt. His stance was that of authority and pride, and there was, in the way he held his chin high, an undeniable desire to prove himself in control of the place. Something called in the bard’s guts, the urge to break him, to step on his pride and rob him of his so-called authority. They wanted him whimpering and powerless under their thumb… between their thighs. Had they already done such a thing before, breaking a man of authority and relishing in his pathetic moans? Why did it feel like that was their favourite thing to do to such men, those who thought themselves above them. A delicious shiver of anticipation ran up their spine. “Where is Sergeant Thrinn?” Ellith asked, scanning the surroundings. “I haven’t met her on my way here.” “Hm?” Nere arched an eyebrow. “Two other duergar corpses were found by the elevator. Poisoned. I suppose one of those ridiculous gnomes is behind it. Thrinn is taking care of it.” Ellith repressed a chuckle. The Drow didn’t need to suspect who had actually poisoned those drunkards. “Good for her.” The bard nodded. “I’ve heard you retrieved her boots, half-blood.” His scornful label barely hit the bard, and with a smile, they sat down next to him, waiting not for an invitation. The Drow gauged them but said nothing. His eyes lingered on their naked legs, as expected. “I had no use for dirty boots… and they were too small for me anyway”. The careless statement reached its target: Nere chuckled, and peeked at the bard’s feet, tucked in high leather boots. “And just so you know, Nere, I’m not taking mine off.” They smirked, rubbing their knees together in the most lascivious way.

A collection of some of the sapphic romance art that I have created over the years, Caitlyn x Vi from Arcane, Imogen x Laudna from Critical Role and Karlach x my Durge Amaranthine from BG3.

I hope it is as heartwarming for you as it is for me!

I was tagged by @starlit-serpent and @taras-toe-beans; thank you, it was fun 🌟

I'm doing it for post game-events Ellith (pre-tadpole Ellith would be slightly different on several points)

There's nothing about wisdom and/or being reasonable, but if there were, Ellith would have 0 point.

It's summer; the season of misery and depression for me, so I'm usually listening to something that'll either cheer me up or make me dance, or both!

Here are 3 random songs from my current playlist, in no particular order:

Thank you for the tag @starlit-serpent! 💜🎶

It's Sunday somewhere! That is not how time works...

Thank you @avaritia-bg3 for the tag! Johas, the man you are.

Soft tags for @starlit-serpent, @mid-evil-werewolf, and @taras-toe-beans if you would like! And really anyone who happens upon this. Go, my scarabs, and tag me if you do!

My contribution is a little sneak peek at the Angel x Zevlor smut I've been writing off and on for a while. So fair warning, it's awfully hot under that break...

Hush, the bard is dancing.

tagged by darling @faeriiefire AGES ago, thank you so much, dear!

I did my best, but as you can see, my design skills are limited to canva and I am not even proficient in there 😅

I'll add a template down below