WIP Whenever!

WIP Whenever!

Hehe, thank you for tagging me @verbenaa 🖤🖤 I've got so much in store, some kinktober stuff (yes, the infamous incubus fic that has been in the works since July) but have some Chapter 12 dance stuff!!! Because I have really pretty art to share with that chapter and I'm so excited since the person who made it for me put so much beauty and hard work into it!

His companions dance, embers stretching up to the stars. He watches, listens, hears the words wash over him, and feels the drum resonate in his chest, the lyrics lighting over his subconscious. When she’s exhausted, her body radiating heat, sweat clinging to her skin in a glossy glow, he stares brazenly. She walks over to him, her cheeks flushed red, her hands raising to settle on his shoulders. He thanks the ithbank Wyll had passed around for her warm eyes as she rests against his chest, arms wrapping around his neck while a soft melody, unlike the one before, billows around them. Unsure what else to do, he settles his hands on her hips, swaying slightly as she sighs. “Thanks for carrying me back.” She murmurs into his chest and he snickers softly, knowing someone would have told her. “You’re very welcome.” She laughs this time, pulling away to look into his eyes. Her gaze distracts him, not noticing Shadowheart slow-dancing with Wyll while Gale casts a copy of himself for Karlach to twirl. Lae’zel is sitting on the ground, a half-empty bottle in her hand, looking satisfied and surprisingly content. He wants to ask about their talk in the windmill, about her reluctance but lets the questions die on his tongue as she smiles at him. He wants to pull her in close, maybe work some kind of magic to entice her into a kiss, but she doesn’t seem to need it. On her own, she moves closer and he closes his eyes, waiting for her soft lips to touch his, but it never comes. Instead, she leaves a featherlight peck on his cheek, gentle, before resting her head against his shoulder. He looks at her hair, and the pink tips of her ears, at a loss for words as the music takes them the rest of the way through the evening.

Tagging all of you again if you feel like sharing 🖤🖤 @preciouslittlebhaalbae @inkymoonbunny @justabiteofspite @elinorbard @ladyduellist @roguishcat @khywren @kalmiaphlox

being sick and reading chapter 13 of @preciouslittlebhaalbae ‘s fic indelible imprints has poisoned my brain and it is rotting and only thinking of drawing astarion in compromising situations 😳

full pic is on my NEW TWITTER https://x.com/sillyfreaknasty/status/1841586507775185211?s=46

hey guess who got a FUCKIN SICK COMM from @morebird

they're here to step on you

Astarion in a field full of flowers in the daylight... if only dreams could be half as beautiful as this

Art by noctis_no on Twitter

This was done in honor of the player's betrayal statistics to the Emperor.

"I really don't want this shit in my head" package LMAO

Yes it is! 🎃🍂