"Ive Been Dead In The Ground For Long Enough. Its Time To Try Living Again.

"I’ve been dead in the ground for long enough. It’s time to try living again.”

happy elf enrichment friday, have you been taking good care of your vampire elves?

[full on twitter]

Snip/WIP Day

thanks to @xxnashiraxx for the tag!

I am a believer that Astarion likes every part of his partner's body, but also

Titties

Astarion breaks away, planting some tender kisses along the crook of her shoulder, hooking his arms under hers and cupping her breasts once again as he does, swaying them from palm to the tips of his fingers to feel their weight. Delightful. Oh, to sink his fangs into the soft flesh of one, draining every last drop of blood until she's just a lifeless corpse... Not the best or most wanted idea, but fuck if it doesn't make him hard. Hircine looks down at his ministrations in puzzlement, finding his current actions underwhelming. Astarion grins against her shoulder blade, playfully jiggling her breasts in his hands so they ripple and bounce. An unamused glare is flashed his way, but all it does is make him laugh and nuzzle against her cheek. “I’m just letting Belbol and Iiyola breathe, pet, it’s no surprise you were feeling so poorly today…” And finding himself merciful, Astarion decides she deserves what she asked for. ‘Harder.’ Taking her pert nipples between his thumb and forefinger, he twists and pulls. The sweet cry that erupts from Hircine is cut short when she claps her hand over her mouth, falling limply back against his chest. Well, that just won’t do. He drops his hold on her to force Hircine to stand on her own, moving away with hands on hips, clicking his tongue in disappointment. “Hircine, darling, I won’t tolerate any quietness tonight. If I’m touching you, I had better hear it.” “But—” She starts to say and Astarion wags a finger in her face. “No ‘buts’! We both know the servant’s won’t step foot out here. I want to hear you, and you will be heard. Understood?” She chews on her lip and nods. “Yes, Husband.”

And yes, he has named her tits.

tagging @shewhowas39, @khywren, @partmathpartmagic, @selunesdreams, @busy-baker

@zozoparsnips, @davenswitcher

🩸Choose Your Fate 🩸

So many hands. I'm probably not gonna be able to tag them all without a bloat lol

So let's play a game! How many can you identity?

Timelapse

My first Baldur's Gate 3 illustration! Hoping to create a series based on the companions. I wonder who will be next...

HOLY SHIT

Hard to read? Nah. Hard while reading? 👍🏼 Correct.

This is amazing!!!!!! Friend, you have an otherworldly talent, and I am going to shout this from the rooftops for many years to come!

🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹 sending you a whole bouquet because i can (if you have anything left to share with us!)

❤️❤️❤️ thank you, sweet friend 🥹

I've got TONS left to share heh heh heh 😈 here's a little something for youuuuuuuu

Dots of crystalline tears settle on her lashes as his cock brushes against the back of her throat, but the ragged moan he releases is more than worth it, another bolt of heat surging down to the place between her legs. She’s lucky she cares nothing for her reputation, because being found on her knees in front of her most dubious companion with his cock shoved deep down her throat would certainly ruin it.  The hands in her hair tighten as she hollows her cheeks and sucks at the head of his cock, savoring the saltiness of his precome as she runs her tongue over the slit to collect more. She takes him back into her mouth on another breath, deep again as he slides against her tongue. “Fuck, Rin—” She breaths through her nose as his thighs quiver, moving her mouth back and forth on his cock. “Don’t stop. Darling, sweetheart, I’m going to—”