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I'm back after my long weekend! Hanging out with bf was lovely, and my friend's wedding was beautiful. Content will be somewhat sparse this week as I have finals, however I'm still going to try to get some headcanons and such out. Also in the final planning stages for my Twitch launch in May, so keep your eyes peeled for information about that!

Sending you all love and good vibes!

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Away for the next few days. My boyfriend is going to be in town and I'm going to a friend's wedding this weekend. Will be back with fresh content on Monday! Mwah, love you guys <3

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Content coming tonight! Got busy with finals prep - expect some headcanons this evening. Still chipping away at LWoaDS ❤️

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Doing it again, baby.

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Dropping tonight:

- F!Plus-Sized Tav HCs

- Ikaron NSFW alphabet 🫡

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Requests are still open!

I have about 7 things in my backlog right now that I'm planning on getting to relatively quickly - finals are coming up and I'm still chipping away at LWoaDS, so I'm going to focus on requests for a bit rather than independent pieces! So if you have something you'd like to see from me, please send it my way!

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Get attacked!! ✨🌈SEND THIS TO OTHER BLOGGERS YOU THINK ARE WONDERFUL. KEEP THE GAME GOING🌈✨

I THINK THE SAME OF YOU 😭❤️

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Get attacked!! ✨🌈SEND THIS TO OTHER BLOGGERS YOU THINK ARE WONDERFUL. KEEP THE GAME GOING🌈✨

Darcy my beloved! Thank you, I think you're wonderful too! 💗

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Could I request nsfw headcanons for Haarlep, Dammon, Rolan, and Zevlor with female Tav who has a praise kink?

Nonnie, I was genuinely elated to receive this request - thank you for feeding my brain worms.

NSFW CONTENT BELOW CUT. MINORS DNI.

Tiefling Bachelors (+ Haarlep) with F!Tav who Has a Praise Kink

Haarlep

They are a relentless tease. The moment they manage to discover that Tav enjoys praise, they're weaponizing their findings.

Perhaps it's whispered in her ear while she's going about her business in the House of Hope - breathy and quiet, compliments on her appearance, on how well she's completing her tasks. Haarlep thrills in the shiver it sends through her, the way she tenses and her cheeks flush. When she confronts them, they play innocent - they were simply complimenting her, darling, really, what's all the fuss about?

It's worse in the bedroom. Bits of adoration, groaned out in the heat of the moment - that she's a good girl, that she's taking them so well, that she's ever-so-pretty spread out on the bed for them.

More than happy to indulge her, just don't expect them to be fair about it.

Rolan

I am a firm believer in switch!Rolan supremacy, and so I think the way he would go about this would depend largely on what role he's taking on on any given day.

If he's submissive, it's all needy whines of how good she's making him feel, how grateful he is for her, of how only she can make him feel like this.

His back arched off of the bed, clawed fingers digging into her back as she has her way with him, practically panting in her ear as he whimpers out a thin 'thank you'.

If he's dominant - as rare an occasion as that may be - he's tactful, I think. He knows how to be a smug little shit, that's quite literally cannon, and I think he revels in his ability to make them squirm with little more than his words.

He's careful and deliberate with dishing it out. A hand tangled in her hair as she's on her knees for him, a soft murmur of 'good girl'.

Undressing her and kissing every inch of skin as it comes into view, whispering compliments against her skin.

Probably gives instruction and praises her for complying. "Lie back for me, just like that. Good. Look at you, such a vision."

Dammon

This man is a service top. Oh yeah, he can work with this.

He's fast and loose with it - perhaps overeager to indulge her in this. Constantly murmuring compliments against her skin, voice husky in her ear as he pushes into her - such a good girl, taking him so well, so perfect for him.

Is nothing but genuine, too. He really does think the world of her - why wouldn't he sing her praises?

Firmly believes in 'rewards' if she 'does well' during a session, for being so good for him. Will lie with his mouth between her thighs for hours if she lets him, babbling about how good she tastes, how much he loves her.

Literally just so so warm about the whole thing. He loves her, he loves doing things for her, of course he'll praise her if that's what she wants.

Zevlor

I HAVE THOUGHTS.

He knows the value of positive reinforcement - he used to be a soldier, after all.

He probably discovers it by accident one day, honestly. Perhaps he's helping her with combat technique, and when she finally gets a particularly difficult maneuver correct, he beams and offers her a low, "Very good."

It was meant to be innocuous, but he doesn't miss the way her cheeks flush, the way her breath catches in her throat.

He's too polite to say something then and there, but he quietly pockets away the information for later.

For context here, I HC that Zevlor is very much a dom, though he occasionally lets his partner assume the role - he does like to be pampered, from time to time.

He tentatively tries it out the next time they're intimate - nothing brazen, just a soft sort of reverence as he undresses them; ample compliments, warm and gravelly and low.

And when they have the same reaction as before, only amplified, he knows that he's on to something.

He gets a little bolder about it - a low groan of 'good girl' when she rides him, a gentle, 'I know, love, but you're doing so well for me' when his teasing proves a little too much for her.

I propose to you the following: Zevlor is 100% the type of guy to talk her through it.

'Just like that', 'So beautiful', 'Come for me, sweetheart. Good girl'.

In summary: I am normal about this man.

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Hello! I may have sent in this request before but I think it would be really cute to have the tiefling bachelors (plus any other tieflings you like) react to an s/o who always has cold hands. Can be sfw, nsfw or both :3

As someone who has temperature regulation issues due to chronic illness and, as a consequence often has cold hands, this made me smile. I hope you enjoy!

Tiefling Bachelors with a Partner that Always Has Cold Hands

Rolan

You already know this man is attempting to find some kind of magical solution to the problem; altered fire spells toned down so they're safe for use, a few things he's managed to dig out of tomes in the tower's expansive library.

If that fails, or, more accurately, if his partner gently reminds him not to run himself ragged trying to come up with a solution for something that is, truthfully, not a problem, he relaxes somewhat.

He's not big on PDA, but he'll make an exception for this - he is always holding their hand. When confronted about it, he claims it's an attempt to offer them up some body heat, but they know perfectly well that it's an excuse to be close.

In quiet moments, he'll graze his lips over their knuckles and peer up at them through soft eyes, the warmth of his breath ghosting over their skin. It doesn't help warm their hands, but it's tender, and perhaps that's all that matters.

Dammon

This man works with molten metal for a living, I hardly see this being an issue.

He's touchy, we know this - he has a tendency to cling. Whenever he notices that their hands are cold, which is often with how much he's holding their hand, he beckons them closer to the forge.

Will interlace his fingers with theirs and hold them out together close to the fire (at a safe distance, obviously).

I feel like he has a fascination with their hands - maybe it was brought on by the fact that they're always cold, maybe that's just his thing; who knows, really.

But he is a sucker for hand kisses. Knuckles, fingertips, it doesn't matter.

He claims that he's helping, and who are they to dissuade him of that notion.

Zevlor

It's my personal belief that Zevlor runs hot. Not Karlach hot, mind, but significantly warmer than most humans. That saying that's like, 'they're a human space heater'? Yeah, that's him.

As a consequence of this, he is an excellent partner to have if you have issues with circulation or temperature regulation.

Remedies range from simply holding their hand - something that shockingly works rather efficiently - to letting them just idly rest their hands on his skin while he continues with whatever he's working on.

He does fret sometimes, and offers to take them to a healer probably more than once. If his partner reassures him that it's really not a big deal, he eventually stops asking, but he stills fusses. Endlessly.

Let him worry - it's a pleasant distraction from the things he's usually stressed about.

#bg3 #rolan bg3 #rolan x tav #bg3 rolan #bg3 x reader #bg3 x tav #dammon bg3 #dammon x tav #zevlor x tav #zevlor bg3 #electricaquarius

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Not making any promises because it really does depend on my energy levels this evening, but there might be a second surprise drop tonight. Not telling you what it is, teehee.

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Venti, Vidi, Vici - One

Pairing: Rolan/Tav (Tav is AMAB. Eventual use of He/They pronouns.)

Warnings: Angst.

Word Count: 638. Read it on AO3.

A tenday before he started working at Grove Coffee, they buried his father.

It had been an uneventful affair; himself, his mother, and the gravedigger - lowering his casket into the graveyard in the Lower City. His mother wept, ragged and raw, an ache that would never quite go away. Cassius just stared forward, jaw set and lips pressed into a thin line. He had never been particularly good at processing feelings, preferring to pack them down tightly and forget they existed. A locked door, a closed chest - containers for the hurt. His fears, his sorrows, they can’t get to him if they’re closed away in a room crafted specifically for them.

Seven days after the funeral, his mother tells him over breakfast about the opening.

“I know it’s not glamorous,” She’s spooning honey onto her muesli,and Cassius is paying more attention to the way it pools against the oats than he is her voice. “But it might be good for you. To get out a little, I mean. Maybe you’ll make friends.”

“I don’t think people generally take up a job at a coffee shop to make friends.” He offers dryly.

He knows, deep down, that it has nothing to do with socialization. His father is gone, and his mother unable to work; thus, the burden comes down to him. But she won’t say as much - always so soft in her delivery, she’d never been able to bring herself to be blunt with him. Sometimes he wishes she would be - perhaps it would be more merciful in the long run.

“Still.” She looks up at him, and the weight of the thing settles firmly in his chest; a silent plea, a quiet request for him to acquiesce. “It’ll be good for you.”

He doesn’t argue. Doesn’t really think he has any right to, honestly. He’s far past 100, settled into his adult name, and still living at home. Her generosity has been boundless - slogging through the motions of a job in food service is, frankly, the least he can do.

They offer him the job on the spot - not that he had any doubts; the qualifications were hardly arduous. The manager is a bubbly tiefling woman with soft white hair that is far, far too kind for the field she’s working in. She introduces herself as Bex, explains that she owns the place with her husband, Danis. She rambles about the culture of the place, how they’re all like a family, how Cassius will fit right in. He doubts it, but smiles and nods and shakes hands like he’s expected to.

Going through the motions. He’s remarkably good at that.

He’s told to come in the next day around noon.

“Training shouldn’t take more than a week or two,” She hasn’t stopped smiling once since he entered the shop, and his cheeks ache from trying to match it. “But don’t worry if it takes you longer. Ikaron might give you a bit of trouble, but he means well, really.”

He feels like he should carry some scrap of pride on the walk home - employment is a rewarding thing, an opportunity. But any hope of being optimistic about it all is firmly washed away when he considers what could have been. His family’s fall from grace - once nobility, now destined for a life as laborers. They could have had it all, had it not been for his father.

His father who is now food for the worms.

His stomach is in knots as he walks through the front door, but he matches his mother’s smile and open arms with the same enthusiasm that he always does. She didn’t deserve this. Neither of them did, but her most of all.

If taking care of her comes at the price of making lattes for a living, then so be it.

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Dropping Sunday.

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I'm going to write the coffee shop AU that nobody asked for.

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Heads up friends - the 10K Word fic is definitely not dropping on Sunday; I have a lot of obligations I have to see through this weekend, and I really want to make sure the piece I give to you all is polished and good quality! Expect it sometime next week, most likely!

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"T, why do you consistently use religious imagery and language that invokes divinity in your writing?"

Because is there anything more divine and sacred than humanity? Is it not holy merely to exist within the flesh of one's self? And all of these experiences then - love, loss, sex, grief - must all be divine by extension, because they're experiences that draw from humanity.

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Please consider helping out a lovely friend of mine <3

At this point... I dunno what to write. My name is Jeri, I'm trans, chronically ill (auto immune) and disabled and in Feb '23 I got Covid extremely badly, on my first ever holiday, after isolating since the start of the pandemic. I lost my voice for 6 months, due to coughing tearing up my throat and I gained a heart condition and lung issues, along with chronic fatigue. We (finally) are in the process of figuring out how bad long covid has messed up my body. I feel completely lost and I feel absolutely horrendous once again asking for help with Long Covid stuff. But I don't know what else to do... I don't have the energy to do a fundraising stream, since my heart has been really bad over the last 3 weeks. I was thinking of taking on emergency commissions, but I don't have the energy to do that either 😥 I'll be putting in whatever I can into savings over the next month (starting today), but I did the math and it's not enough to what I need. Any shares, any donations as always is extremely appreciated and really does mean a lot.

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