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rubybii · 25 days
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Breedable male 8D
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captain039 · 7 months
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Drunken cuddles and midnight confessions
Astarion x reader
Warnings: AOB, fluff, light angst
I wrote this at like two in the morning lmao
‘Well hello, looking for a cuddle?’
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You honestly hadn’t meant to drink this much, but it’d been a long time since you’d been at the gate. You were staggering on your feet though and Shadowheart was quite done with your lack of control when drinking. You were giggling and trying to dance with the poor half elf all night like some drunken giggly girls at a tavern. You were in high happy spirits, enjoying the smells and people. You were never really outgoing when sober, drunk though, you think you tried to talk up the alpha Druid more than once while he kindly declined and said you were drunk, to which you groaned and whined in return. You think you eventually passed out on your bedroll, sort of, you awoke in the dirt seeking warmth and comfort having forgotten your suppressants. Your body moved on its own as the pale elf laid in a mediative state. He awoke obviously sensing you as he smirked and leant back on his hands.
“Looking for a midnight cuddle?” He grinned moving his shoulders lightly. All you did was nod feeling exhausted and needy. The elf frowned taking a small sniff as you practically squashed him.
“Gods-“ he said softly as you laid on him and sighed contently.
“I didn’t mean literally, why do you smell like that?” He grunted annoyed.
“No, suppressants ‘mega, need alpha cuddles” you slurred sleepily and he tensed.
“I’m a vampire darling not an alpha, go cuddle the druid and fill your omega needs” he scoffed lightly and you made a sad noise and lifted your top half up to look at him.
“Don’t give me that look” he said eyes stern as you gave a pout and puppy dog eyes.
“I’ll leave you alone in the morning then forever, promise, know you don’t like me” you tried to compromise, you really needed this in your state your mind not entirely thinking. He frowned looking a little baffled and you felt dejected and went to stand, he was quick to grab your waist though and pull you back to him. He rolled you both to your side and tugged the blanket he had over you both. You made a contented noise snuggling in closer to smell his scent, bergamot, rosemary and brandy.
“Why do you think I don’t like you?” He asked suddenly as you were almost asleep.
“M to different, annoying, not your type” you mumbled tucking yourself more under his chin your inner omega practically purring, if you could purr you probably would. He tensed again and you grumbled softly arm going over his waist.
“I do like you” he sighed and you just said a small hm, feeling yourself drifting off to sleep.
“More than you realise little pup” he muttered, but you were already asleep. He felt himself tug you impossibly closer, hearing your content sigh and feeling you snuggle deeper into the embrace. He thought it the other way around, you were good, nice, practically humming with warmth, your smile was like the sun and he was the shadow. Lurking always ready to stab someone in the back or front if needed, obsessed with revenge and always in fear of his masters invisible collar around his neck. You deserved someone who could take care of you and your omega needs, hells you smelt like warm vanilla and honey, a scent somehow familiar to him, he just doesn’t remember where from. He wanted you to himself, as a lover, a partner and equal, he didn’t want to snuff out your sunshine, no matter how cold and cool he played it in the outside.
Everyone else had woken up before you both, Shadowheart had found Karlach staring at something. The half elf went to her and Karlach quickly shut her up before she could say anything making her highly confused before Karlach grinned a silent giggle leaving her lips as she pointed to the bed roll. Shadowheart raised her eyebrows slightly seeing you tucked securely in the vampires embrace, head under his chin, you looked so content for the first time since you travelled together. Your sweet omega scent calm and safe, you’d forgotten your suppressants, it made her smile. Wyll stood by her side a small smile on his face too as Karlach almost squealed in delight before Minsc spoke loudly to greet you.
You were the first to wake up at the loud voice of Minsc. Your head pounded, but you felt overly warm, comforted and safe in someone’s embrace, gods what did you do last night? You heard Astarions growl of annoyance and realised he was the one holding you. Karlach was huffing and groaning at Minsc while your mind reeled.
“I’m so sorry- I don’t remember-“ you went to back away from the elf, but he stopped you.
“Gods you’re stupid sometimes” he muttered before his lips pressed to yours. You laid frozen as he gave you a tender kiss before pulling away.
“What?” You said dumbly and the vampire rolled his eyes.
“Come darling, I think we need a chat” he said stretching before standing up and holding his hand out to you with a small smile. You hadn’t seen that smile before, kindness.
You took his hand.
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purrmoon · 1 year
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🌙 dynamic abilities
»masterlist«
alpha command — also referred to as the alpha voice. a deep, rumbling tone that triggers obedience & submission in those who hear it. it’s most effective on pack & those who already respect the alpha as an authority figure—but some particularly dominating people are capable of effecting those who don’t know / respect them. commands are also heightened when given after a scruff or submission bite. a command usually sound deep and rumbling; firm and commanding; or low and soothing.
beta scent-shifting — a beta is able to consciously (or unconsciously) shift their scent to mimic another’s. they can disguise themselves as an alpha, omega, or another beta—and even mimic a milky pup scent. this is typically used to calm packmates, and also makes them invaluable in the medical field or for calming those in a feral state. there are varying skill levels, with some being able to fool any nose, and others only able to fool those in distress / not thinking clearly.
omega suggestion — also referred to as the omega voice. it incites in people a desire to please, to protect, to make the omega happy. it can also have a relaxing effect. it’s most effective on other pack members, or those with a positive relationship with the omega—though some have particularly powerful voices, & can affect even those they aren’t close with/who actively dislike them. the sound is generally gentle & soothing; soft & crooning; or lyrical & melodious.
[ scent-shifting as an ability for betas was inspired by a fanfic i read once~ ]
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aubdrewanchel · 7 months
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blmpff · 2 months
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Meet The Family:
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nefertittythegreat · 3 months
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Eckhart @ Cornelius when he tries to make sure Ferdinand and Rozemyne leave room for Jesus.
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bl-bracket · 19 days
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Horny on Main Round 1: Kinn (Kinnporsche: The Series) vs Aob (Playboyy: The Series
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[Submitted Reasons Under Cut]
Kinn: "Despite his entire fucking home and mafia compound being straight up invaded by the minor family, his life threatened, his brothers' lives threatened, his beloved bodyguards' lives threatened, several dead and more wounded... this man is immediately down to fuck when his boyfie says "give me your gun". Dickstracted. Dicklirious. Dickmatized. Time and place, ya horndog! See also: every other scene with Kinn."
Aob: no propaganda submitted
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midground · 3 months
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Kind of wild how many people call Ferdinand "Quinta" in Bookworm fandom spaces. Like... It's not deadnaming because he's not trans, but it certainly feels like adjacent behavior. Using Quinta on a namestone has the same vibes to me as using the name on your birth certificate to file your taxes - legally necessary and neutral to unpleasant depending on your associations with your legal name. It has absolutely nothing to do with how Ferdinand thinks of himself or the name he would want people to use for him.
Unless Ferdinand himself asks Rozemyne to call him Quinta, I'm going to continue operating under the assumption that he'd prefer to use the name his father gave him rather than the number he was given when he was being raised to be a feystone.
And until then anyone who calls him Quinta as a matter of course is going to get some major side-eye from me.
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raichana-artblog · 4 months
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Bookworm Chibi - Shumil
I love the little shumils she makes in order to record a 'friendly' voice... Too bad friendly and Ferdinand don't always mix...
I've been wanting to make chibis for part 4/part 5 scenes so yeah I took this opportunity~ 4 more on the way!
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yuiamaya · 6 months
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Completed this one few days ago, this scene actually appears in the anime
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reachforthestars-101 · 8 months
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How my sister kinda described it
If you want a webtoon that is like Ascendance of a Bookworm just from Benno pov Try this!
It's about a man who was reincarnated into an old time world but with an engineering degree and magic who want to make money!
With a man who makes the wildest faces to his blue haired boyfriend knight and trying to avoid the doom ending of the story he entered into it a wild ride
I highly rec!
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rubybii · 1 month
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Erwin's rut 🌙
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captain039 · 8 months
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Temptations of flesh
Astarion x omega!reader
Warnings: Body worshiping, first time, virgin reader, vampire things, AOB, intimate, sexual, heats, mates, possessiveness
GUESS WHO GOT BG3?!?! Literally in love with it, but everything I’ve done Astarion disapproves 🤣 I had a romance scene with him and I was fricken giggling like a school girl Oml
Mumma Karlach 👌🏻
Here’s my character
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The camp was quiet, everyone was on their bed rolls sleeping while you stared up through the trees at the stars. Sleeping had been hard lately, maybe everything was finally catching up. Being one of the lower ranks in the group didn’t help, you got this far though. You got up carefully, making sure not to wake anyone as you headed to the close stream nearby. You washed your face and sighed before sitting down, you were exhausted, but sleep didn’t want to take you. You stared at the reflection of the moon, mind a mile away before something squirmed in your head and forced you to look behind you. Astarion had groaned holding his head before he cursed and approached. You let out a breath as the parasite calmed, it made you shudder and ick.
“Damned things” he grumbled sitting by you.
“What are you doing?” You asked keeping your gaze away from his handsome features. Gods know you lusted after this vampire, white curls, Ruby eyes and sharp features.
“Coming out to ask you the same thing” he said and you just shrugged.
“You haven’t been sleeping” he stated and you tensed, but brushed it off.
“Neither do you” you commented.
“Darling, I’m a vampire” he chuckled and you just nodded, you felt in a daze.
“Well aren’t you just miles away” he sighed and you finally looked to him.
“Sorry” you mumbled before looking back to the water, picking at the grass to keep you occupied.
“I really think you should go back to bed” he said.
“I’m fine” you huffed wincing slightly at the squirm in your head. Magic pulsated around you his voice echoing in your mind briefly before you forced it off. You panted softly wishing to stab this parasite out with a dagger and be done with it. You stood without a word and left, going back to your bedroll, maybe then people will stop asking questions.
The next morning you headed into town to grab supplies, the camp certainly needed it. You were more tired though, you didn’t sleep, just pretended and awoke with everyone else. Halsin gave you worried looks as did Shadowheart as you stated your leave to get supplies. The Druid offered to come and you declined, you weren’t in the mood for talking. You headed to the fresh market first, grabbed some food before going into a goods store. You picked up some things before heading to the merchant.
“Greetings” he smiled before frowning slightly, nose flaring.
“Are you sure you should be out?” He asked and you frowned.
“Excuse me?” You asked and he faltered.
“Sorry, that was rude I just-“ he flustered and you were confused.
“You do know you’re going into heat?” He asked softly and you dropped the basket you were carrying, something tingling in your mind.
Minutes later someone was rushing through the door.
“What happened?” Astarion panted like he just ran here.
“Astarion?” You asked confused as he sighed and walked over to you a glare on his face.
“What did you do?” He instantly accused the man behind the counter as your minds connected again and your thoughts echoed into his.
Heat, I’m going into heat- gods why didn’t I see this coming, should’ve prepared- prepared- heat
You quickly cut it off and the vampire quickly froze.
“How much?” You asked rushed and he said the price and you paid before rushing out the door. Gods you felt like a fool, what the hell had just happened and why on earth was Astarion there. You walked quickly, head down hoping no one would spare you a glance or sniff. You hoped Astarion would go his seperate way too, but that wasn’t the case. He chased after you, calling you, but you ignored him all the way to camp before he got annoyed. He snagged your wrist and you turned to him, his eyes frowning, but worry filling them.
“This must be talked about!” He pressed gaining the attention of the others.
“No it mustn’t!” You snarled and he bared his fangs slightly. Shadowheart thankfully kept the vampire at bay as you dropped off the supplies and left to go sit by the river again. You cursed, Damnit you should’ve been prepared. A parasite in your heard, crashing somewhere unknown and now this, an inconvenience. You moved your small tent away from camp, getting odd looks. You ignored the camp for the most part, mostly just waiting to feel when your heat was coming, you briefly told Karlach what was happening hoping she’d keep everyone in check. You were set up in a small ruined temple it looked like, the small creek separating you from the group. You hated how your tent was, the lack of bed, lack of pillows and blankets, no real way to make a nest to soothe you. You’d cried about it, thrown the few blankets and pillows you had in the ground in anger, yelling annoyed. Luckily the members of party seemed to leave you be thankfully. You tried to meditate, take your mind elsewhere, but it was just as bad as having a parasite in your head.
“Knock, knock” you jolted looking back to Karlach.
“What are you doing?” You didn’t mean to sound so snappy, but then your eyes glanced to the pillow and blankets in her hand.
“I went into town and got you some- saw you trying to make a nest and cried- anyhow here” she placed them down by the entrance keeping her distance. Your lip trembled slightly and you thanked her, apologising, she just smiled and left, ever since Karlach got here it felt like the group had a mum in a sense, she’d be huffing if one of you did wrong or celebrating everyone after a job well done. You took the blankets and pillow she gave you and added them to the pile you’d made. You were happier now, but it still didn’t fill the void, then again that void could be the need of an alpha.
It hit you in the middle of the night, you had kicked off your blankets, groaning at the sweat and slick sticking to your body. There was no wind tonight either, no cool breeze to sooth the warm day. You were awake quickly, shrugging off your pants and shirt, nobody would come over anyway. You stole some food and drinks to stock up so you didn’t have to get up, and nobody had to bring them to you. You cursed peering over the ruined wall out your tent, everyone looked asleep at least. You went back to bed with shaky legs and pulled a thin sheet over you. You laid on your back, hand shakily going down to your clit to give you some relief. You bit your lip at how sensitive you felt, shudders going through your body, it’d been a while since you pleased yourself in this way. You sought a quick release, working your hand quickly, but it always felt out of reach making you moan annoyed. Your hand slapped over your mouth stopping your movements, your body went warmer and you quickly lied on your side curling in a ball, not the safest thing to do. You wondered what time it was, hopefully the morn would come quickly and the camp can go and do whatever they need to do without you. You tossed and turned, tried to find release quietly, but always felt empty even with your fingers. It frustrated you so you gave up on annoyance before you heard something outside. You froze still, not daring to move a muscle, maybe it was just Scratch, or the owl-bear. The shadow on your tent though was human and you cursed in your head, you should’ve left camp, shouldn’t have made those noises. You heard a growl though and the shadow left, leaving you confused, who was it?
The morning finally came and the group left thankfully, only Scratch, the owl bear and Withers. You avoided the talking skeleton and went to take a wash in the river. You sighed at the cold that rushed over your body, Scratch began barking at you and you chuckled lightly, he hated water.
Astarions head was miles away, currently replaying the quiet, but harsh breathing you were making last night trying to relieve yourself, he heard the soft moan and his whole body shuddered with need. He almost gave in to instinct, cursing when his feet led him to your tent, listening to you toss and turn annoyed. He blamed the parasite, forcing him to give into his nature to take something so ripe for the picking.
“Astarion” the vampire looked up to the tiefling with a raised eyebrow.
“Where’s your head?” She asked head tilted.
“On my shoulders hopefully” he joked hoping to clear the air of anymore questions. It didn’t work by the raised eyebrow Karlach gave and the huff Shadowheart did.
“There’s a parasite in my mind of course I’m distracted!” He snapped, but the group wasn’t convinced.
“Leave it” he added with a warning tone and Karlach rolled her eyes and continued as they stocked up on camp supplies. The headed into that shop where Astarion almost killed the shopkeeper, he felt your panic like a stake to the heart, he’d followed you, he lied saying he needed something. When your mind merged with him saying about your heat his nose flared and he could smell the delicious scent of pre-heat on your skin. Your stress and anxiety clouded it though and before he could react properly you were scurrying out the building and back to the camp. Gods he felt stupid chasing and calling for you, he had no right to snag your wrist and demand the issue be talked about. You moved your tent without words, before you went to Karlach, cheeks adorably red and explaining the situation. Karlach looked surprised, but simply nodded, eyes too kind for his liking. He smelt it first, the delicious scent of sweat and slick, his mouth watered and he wanted to sink his teeth in your skin, not just for blood, but the taste of your heat on his tongue as he lapped over your feverish skin.
“Astarion!” Shadowheart quickly turned his mind away from you and he grumbled following the group. Somehow he ended up being pulled aside by Halsin as they were shopping.
“What?” Astarion asked annoyed.
“I understand your worry for our omega friend” Astarion felt his lips sneer, our omega, you were his.
“Nature intends things as such, these things cannot be avoided-“ the bear was finding words hard and the vampire huffed.
“Spit it out” he snapped and Halsin sighed.
“You shouldn’t leave her or yourself suffering” he said and he felt like he’d hit the grave again.
“Hells sake Halsin!” Astarion huffed.
“It is clear, I’m only trying to help-“ Halsin continued as Astarion practically stomped off, leaving the bear to sigh and shake his head.
Back at camp you were cooled off from the wash, you had some food and laid in the bed again. You slept some of the time, when you awoke again everyone was back and a pack was lying outside your tent. You practically snatched inside like a hermit and saw the food, fresh clothes and water. You laid everything out, still in your underwear. Your body was getting hot again though and you went back to bed quickly hoping to sleep some more off. Night time finally came, but you weren’t falling asleep despite the exhaustion. The need was too much and you felt like crawling to one of your companions tent just to be held or soothed, maybe Halsin could put a spell on you or something, even Gale. You’d been so caught up in your thoughts you didn’t notice the shadow outside your tent.
“Who’s there?” You said softly not wanting to wake the others. The figure faltered before answering though and you assumed they’d scurry off again.
“It’s me pup”
Next part ->
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purrmoon · 1 year
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🌙 lore: misc
»masterlist«
[miscellaneous things that either didn’t fit in the other posts; i didn’t think of them in time; or i didn’t have enough of to group them together. will likely add to this in reblogs~]
Suppressants — Available in pill, shot, or intravenous form, listed in order of how strong each effect is. This blocks the hormones which cause heats / ruts. Doctors recommend going off of them for once cycle every two years. Not doing so is unhealthy and can lead to problems, including stress cycles or infertility.
Scent Patches / Blockers — A small, circular patch applied over the gland. These are usually wafer thin and nearly translucent on the skin, but can be thicker depending on the need. These block a person’s scent. How much depends on scent strength. If someone is particularly stressed they can “burn” through the patch, and cause it to lose its effectiveness. These can cause irritation if worn for too long.
Scent Concealer — An oil or powder applied directly to the scent gland. This changes or mingles with the natural smell to work as either a blocker, enhancer, or even to present as a different dynamic. Some will also use it if they have an “unpleasant” smell.
Sympathy Cycles — Sometimes when a packmate goes into heat or rut, their other, same-dynamic packmates will join them. This is especially common around just-presenting pups, or if someone is experiencing a stress cycle. A sympathy cycle can also trigger around a stranger. (And sometimes pups will have sympathy cycles with a parent or packmate they’re close to.)
Stress Cycles — When someone experiences a great upheaval or stress, they can be catapulted into heat/rut. It’s thought that this is meant to call/rally pack to comfort or protect someone. It may also happen to attract pack, if someone has gone without one for too long.
Feral — Like a stress cycle, a feral state is triggered by great upheaval or stress. It’s more likely if the stress is life or pack-threatening, or caused by overwhelm. Some people are more likely to go feral / go feral more regularly. Some people never experience a feral state. Instinct takes over completely. Someone who is feral can usually be coaxed from the state by a packmate—but packless people require more special care.
Heat / Rut Houses — Sometimes people will have, or want to experience, a fertile cycle without a partner to share it with. Heat/rut houses were built for that purpose. Some heat/rut houses are purely medical; for fertile cycles triggered on accident, by stress, or for health reasons. Others are purely for the pleasure of it. These may be legal or illegal depending on location / the standards of the time.
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aubdrewanchel · 5 months
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blmpff · 3 months
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nonbelievers: it's impossible to actually breast booblily
meanwhile Aun:
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