#bg3 stuff

Feng my beloved 🥺

my beautiful child, the Bhaalspawn

Summary: Just a short morning drabble with you waking up to Astarion starring at you in bed. Do you cuddle? Do you kiss? Anything can happen in the early morning hours. Thank you to @tragedybunny, @tallymonster, @brabblesblog for constantly encouraging me even if I only dabble in drabbles rn :'D ❤️

You're laying in bed, still waking up, the haze of sleep hasn't left your eyes as you slowly open them to see Astarion laying next to you. The iridescent hues of the summer morning sun cascades through the window. Astarion smiles at you, as you realize he must have been awake for god knows how long watching you sleep and it brings warmth and a faint blush to your face.

Your hair fans out across the pillows as you exchange good mornings, while you stretch out beside him waking up your tired limbs. He rolls over, now laying on top of you. It's certainly not an unwelcome move but you're taken aback. You giggle in your flustered state as he hovers above you. His shirt hanging loosely away from his body you catch a glimpse of that pale skin underneath it, and in that brief possessive moment you want to mark it.

Your body is pinned beneath him but you still can move if you wish...but you both know you won't as he is propped up on his forearm you go to speak his name. But he holds his fingers to your soft supple lips replacing them with his thumb slowly tracing them and pulling down gently on your bottom lip before releasing it. He sighs contently how easy it would be to just capture your lips with his own as he feels your heart hammering against his chest.

He strokes the side of your face with his fingers and then his hand. Your breath catches in your throat as he smiles giving a subtle chuckle tucking a stray curl behind your ear. Letting his hand linger there for far to long as your eyes gaze over his delicate features.

His hand gets lost gently tangling in your hair cradling the back of your head. As he leans in kissing your forehead, your eyes, his lips brush against the tip of your nose before the tip of his own is softly rubbing against it. 

If your OC was a forgotten god, which sacrificial offering would awaken them?

Use this quiz - Picrew Opt 1 - Picrew Opt 2

This quiz is very artistic, and a lot of fun to go through. I really like this result for River. (She, Yae, and Storm can just sit together in silence, I guess lol)

If she were a deity, I think she would be something of a custodian of lost voices. Throughout her travels, she collects old journals off corpses and dusty shelves in crumbling buildings, treasuring the lost words of the dead and storing them in a sacred library (normal River collects these journals too, and keeps them because she believes that they deserve to be heard and remembered, if only by her). She would provide comfort to those who have had their voice taken from them, or who have not been heard.