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Imagine: Astarion on his knees, being eaten out by Halsin to the point that he can no longer stand or crawl. He melts from every hole again, and again, and again. He literally comes just from being stimulated with a tongue, saliva coming out of his ass and mouth, come from his cock.

When Astarion can no longer stand, Halsin helps him to get on his back, legs and ass cheeks wide spread while Halsin keeps working on him with his tongue. Then he moves to worshipping Astarion's cock, which isn't something Astarion received a lot, let alone genuinely enjoyed.

They don't have to make it to the actual intercourse, but if they do, Astarion has reached an orgasm coma, and it's such a nice release to Halsin (into Astarion? On his tummy while rubbing their cocks together?). It also comes with Halsin kissing Astarion's neck, collarbones, shoulders.

Consensual sex for characters with (sexual) trauma, my beloved. Where everything is possible and won't be judged. Where everything can happen at the right pace for the both of them.

(I'm gonna put the idea out there, hoping an artist picks it up and draws it. It's a dream of mine to see that, really.)

I had to, just a little warmup with Daddy Halsin [REF]

This has been on my mind for long but I’m gonna do this - please reblog this if you’re comfortable with pre-establishing relationships. I do not mean “met at the grocery store two weeks ago” or “have a common friend”, but rather stuff like “have been best friends since kindergrden”, “go for a beer every friday”, “friends with benefits”, “dated in highschool”, “hate each other’s guts because -insert reason-”  etc. Something meaningful (but not necessarily shippy) and I mean with muns/characters you have not interacted with, because I cannot believe I am the only one who prefers jumping right into the heart of the human interaction.

intricacies

for your artistic consideration (feel free to draw that with the credit, that would be wonderful):

Astarion feeling like shit one evening. like, it's one of THE worst evenings for him since he escaped Cazador. he's mad, he's heartbroken, he's furious. he paces around the camp, he can't keep still, he's on edge all day. he goes into the woods at night and catches the first wild animal he sees. he does it in a completely feral way, like the predator that he is. he's hungry, but as he drains that animal, it doesn't really quenches his thirst. or at least he doesn't feel like it does. blood is rushing in him, yet doing nothing.

he's still mad when he goes back to the camp (and he wouldn't mind killing somebody, but not a single kill will help him as much as killing Cazador—at least he thinks so), but he let off steam—at least a little. he knows it's all in his head (and in his nightmares, in his past, and his future), not his current surroundings. he's terrified about that, and he's heartbroken. so knowing that no more time in the woods will help, he goes back and there's that urge inside him—go to Halsin. find Halsin. he always feels better with Halsin somehow. he barely ever feels truly safe, but he feels safer with Halsin.

and so Astarion goes to Halsin's tent and plops down next to him, but without actually touching bodies. there's a considerable amount of distance between them and it's Halsin's presence for him at the moment. Halsin, in his turn, is not a fool. he saw Astarion's mood and how gradually worse it got since the morning; he gave him space, he felt like Astarion needed it. now that Astarion next to him, Halsin asks, "You want to talk about it?"

Astarion barely thinks—maybe for a second, before he shakes his head without making eye contact with Halsin or even looking into his direction. Astarion looks right in front of him, his gaze focused, but he also feels very far away—kilometers away. he's truly going through it.

"Okay," Halsin says in a calm and soft voice. if Astarion wants to quietly exist next to him while they both do their thing—he can be whittling or reading or writing in his journal, as he often does, while Astarion is just there, he can give him that.

until, after a while, Astarion suddenly reaches out for Halsin's hand. he still doesn't look at Halsin, but there's such confidence and determination so that his gesture is undeniable. it's his way of communicating tonight—wordlessly, with emotions and body language. and Halsin answers with the same grip, showing him that he's not alone. that he's got his back. that whatever it is, they can get through it—together.

and Astarion is both grateful and relieved for being understood. his Cazador problem didn't go away, but at least he knows that when it's time, Halsin is going to be there by his side and help him deal with the bastard. that whatever is going on between them, something he's not ready to label just yet, it's mutual, and that Halsin won't abandon him upon facing Cazador. despite acting tough, Astarion IS afraid that Cazador might end them on the spot. at least he knows that with Halsin (and the reast of the party), they are going to put up a fight and they are going to fight until the very end. that there's still hope for him and his future.

for the first time in his life, not only he is truly not alone, but those people believe in him. and that makes the dread of what he has to face slightly better.

***

(honestly, I have this vivid vision of Halsin and Astarion sitting under a tent, apart yet together. Astarion reaching out and finding Halsin's hand, Halsin looking at him silently, slightly surprised, then kind of moving to the side whatever he was just doing and holding Astarion's hand back. and so Astarion sits there, lost in his thoughts (but also supported though this gesture), while Halsin holds a book/journal on his knee. they're doing their things, looking in different directions while also holding hands and communicating through that. and after dome time their grip relaxes and Astarion scoots closer to Halsin. he looks at him with a 'Thank you' in his eyes and, yet again, Halsin understands that. he's glad he can be there for Astarion.)

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what's that called? when a dom just can't help but be vocal about how badly they want you. when they just keep grunting in your ear, when they talk to you, telling you how hard and wet you're making them, when they describe how you're making them feel. doms who forgive so easily when you misbehave, because you're just their lovely thing. doms who make you look at yourselves in the mirror, whispering all the filthiest details of what they want to do to you. doms who keep fucking you after you came, or hell, after they came, because you feel too good and they just can't stop.

needy doms. yeah that one. i want that one.

5.08

stop riding your pillow and come sit on my face instead

What if I… tied you to a chair.. then rode you while I sucked on your neck and moaned softly into your ear the whole time?.. haha just kidding… unless..? 👀

Thinking about spinning up an ‘act iv’ verse with a few different variations. Likes in the first 10 years post game where Halsin is helping rebuild Reithwin. Maybe after that Halsin feels more comfortable in traveling and adventuring again.

𝐅𝐀𝐍𝐓𝐀𝐒𝐘 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐌𝐄𝐃𝐈𝐄𝐕𝐀𝐋 𝐀𝐑𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐃 𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐑𝐈𝐀𝐆𝐄 𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄𝐒.

all sentences were taken from various scenarios related to arranged marriages mostly in the historical, fantasy or medieval setting. you can use them as base for starters or change place, pronouns as you see fit.

1. Arranged Marriages:

"You’ll be wed to him by sunset, whether you like it or not. The banners are already being stitched."

"Your union will bring peace to the realms. That’s all that matters now."

"I don't know him, Father. How am I to trust a man I've never met?"

"This marriage is a treaty, not a love match. Smile and seal the fate of our kingdom."

"The King has decreed it, and his word is law. You will marry the lord from the north."

2. Civil Marriages:

"It’s been agreed that we will marry, but it doesn’t mean we have to care for one another."

"Our union will be one of duty, not affection. I expect you to know your role."

"There will be no grand feast. Let us sign the papers, exchange vows, and be done with it."

"Marriage is a bond of power, not of the heart. We shall be civil, nothing more."

"Our marriage may not be one of love, but it will be a prosperous one."

3. Animosity Marriages:

"You think this marriage will bring me to heel? You’ll find I am not so easily tamed."

"Marry you? I would sooner take a blade to the throat than suffer beside you."

"I hate you as much as you hate me, but if it secures the throne, I’ll say the vows."

"This is no marriage, it's a prison, and you're the jailer."

"Forced to marry my enemy? I'd rather fight him on the battlefield than share his bed."

4. Marriages of Convenience:

"We both know what this is—a transaction. I expect no less than what we agreed upon."

"Our marriage will benefit us both. We need not speak of love, only power."

"Convenience. That’s all it is. We’ll play our roles and nothing more."

"It may not be what either of us wanted, but it is what we both need."

"A marriage of convenience is still a marriage. We shall gain what we desire and go our separate ways."

5. Secret Marriages:

"No one must know of this union. We can’t afford to let our enemies find out."

"By dawn, we’ll be wed in secret, and none will suspect what we've done."

"The gods have witnessed our vows, but no one else must."

"This marriage must remain hidden until the time is right."

"Our love must be kept in shadows. We cannot risk the kingdom’s wrath."

1. Shock:

"You’re marrying who? Surely, this must be some jest."

"No, I refuse to believe it! They wouldn't force me into this!"

"They have announced our marriage without even consulting me?"

"You mean to tell me my life has been decided with a mere letter?"

"Marriage? To him? I would rather be banished."

2. Calm Acceptance:

"I knew this day would come. There is no use fighting it now."

"So, this is to be my fate? Very well, I shall prepare for the wedding."

"It seems the council has made their choice. I suppose I’ll have to make mine."

"I always knew I wouldn’t marry for love. I’ll wear the crown, if that is what they wish."

"The marriage has been decided? Then let us move forward."

3. Dread:

"This can’t be happening. How could they bind me to someone so cruel?"

"I cannot—will not—marry them. Not after everything they've done."

"Marriage? To him? He’ll ruin me. He’ll ruin everything."

"How could they arrange this without my consent? I can’t do this."

"They cannot force me into this union. I will find a way out."

4. Surprise:

"A marriage? But I wasn’t even aware there were negotiations!"

"Married? To him? I thought they would never agree to it."

"Well, that was… unexpected. When is the ceremony?"

"The marriage has been arranged? I didn’t think anyone would ever want to wed me."

"I hadn’t anticipated a proposal, much less a marriage contract. How long have they been planning this?"

5. Reluctant Acceptance:

"If this is what must be done to keep the peace, then so be it."

"I never wanted this, but I’ll do my duty for the sake of the realm."

"Marriage was never my choice, but I will fulfill my obligations."

"It seems I have no say in the matter. I’ll prepare for the wedding."

"This is not the life I wanted, but if it is what the kingdom demands, I will marry."

6. Demaning the Marriage:

"You will marry him, or you’ll have no place in this house any longer." "I demand you fulfill your duty and marry the prince. It is for the good of the realm." "Your father’s last wish was for you to marry. You will honor it." "You’ll marry me, or I’ll see you cast out of every noble house in this kingdom." "The treaty demands this marriage, and so do I. You will not defy the crown." "I expect you to stand beside him at the altar. There is no other option." "Your marriage to her is the only thing that can save this alliance. You will do as you’re told." "Marry him, or the war will continue. This is your chance to stop the bloodshed." "You’ve been betrothed since childhood. Now, it’s time to fulfill that promise." "I demand you take her hand in marriage, or you will lose everything." "Marry me, or your family’s lands will be forfeit to the crown." "You have no choice. This marriage will happen, with or without your blessing." "The fate of your house depends on this marriage. You will not refuse." "You’ll marry him, or your title will be stripped from you." "Marry her, or the crown will consider it an act of treason." "This marriage is not a request—it’s a command." "You owe it to the family to marry her. The survival of our name depends on it." "There will be no further debate. You will marry him." "The council has decided, and you will marry. There is no escaping this." "This marriage has been arranged, and you will see it through." "You will wed her, or your family’s debts will never be forgiven." "Marry him, or you’ll be cast out of every noble circle in this land." "The marriage is necessary for the alliance. You will go through with it." "You’ll marry, or the consequences will be dire for your entire family." "This marriage isn’t just for you. It’s for the realm. You will marry."

7. Refusing the Marriage.

"I refuse to marry him. You can send me to the gallows, but I won’t say the vows." "You may have my life, but you will never have my hand in marriage." "I will not marry her. Not today, not ever." "I will die before I am bound to a man I despise." "I refuse to be a pawn in this marriage game." "This marriage is a mistake, and I will not be a part of it." "I cannot marry him. My heart belongs to another." "I will not be forced into a marriage I did not choose." "The crown may demand it, but I will not be forced into this union." "I will not marry her, no matter the consequences." "I’ll run away before I let them marry me to him." "You can’t force me into this. I refuse to marry him!" "The answer is no. I will not marry someone I do not love." "I cannot and will not marry him. No one can make me." "I will not be sold into a marriage like a piece of livestock." "My answer is final—I will not marry her." "This is not the life I wanted, and I will not marry him." "No amount of persuasion will force me into this marriage." "I will not be tied to a man who sees me as nothing more than a prize." "I refuse to be part of this political game. I won’t marry her." "You can threaten me all you like, but I will not marry him." "I will not marry for duty. I will marry for love, or not at all." "The marriage contract is torn. I will not wed him." "No force on earth will make me stand before an altar with him." "I will not be bound by chains of a marriage I did not choose."

8. Accepting or Warming up to Marriage:

"Perhaps this marriage isn’t such a terrible idea after all. It could bring more than just peace." "I’ve had time to think, and maybe… just maybe, this could work." "I never thought I’d say this, but I’m beginning to see the value in our union." "At first, I resisted, but now… the idea of marriage doesn’t seem so unbearable." "It may not have been my choice, but I’m starting to understand why it has to be this way." "The more I think on it, the more I realize that this marriage might actually be good for both of us." "I can’t deny that there’s strength in unity. Perhaps marriage is the best path forward." "I didn’t expect to say this, but I’m willing to give this marriage a chance." "I’ve come to terms with it. This marriage could bring something more than I first imagined." "I’ve fought it for so long, but maybe… it’s time to accept my fate." "You know, I think we could make this marriage work, if we’re both willing." "Strange, isn’t it? How the idea of marriage once repelled me, but now… it feels like the right course." "I used to hate the thought of it, but now I see there might be a future in this marriage." "I’m starting to believe that we can find happiness in this arrangement, even if it wasn’t love at first." "At first, I feared this union, but now… now I think we could build something real." "It wasn’t my first choice, but I’ve realized we might find more than just duty in this marriage." "I never thought I’d come around to the idea, but this marriage could bring more than just titles and lands." "I’ve had my doubts, but perhaps we can make this more than just an alliance." "If we’re both committed to this marriage, I believe we could find peace—and maybe something more." "I once thought I’d be miserable, but now I see… perhaps there’s hope for us after all." "We might not have chosen each other, but I think there’s a way forward in this marriage." "I didn’t expect to ever feel this way, but I’m beginning to look forward to our wedding." "Maybe this marriage was meant to be. There’s potential for more here than either of us anticipated." "I used to dread the idea of being married, but with you… maybe it won’t be so bad." "It seems strange to say, but I’m actually beginning to warm to the idea of being your spouse."

9. The wedding night.

"So… this is it, then? Our wedding night. Are you as nervous as I am?" "I know we’re bound by duty, but tonight… let’s forget everything else and just be ourselves." "Do you think we’ll remember this night with fondness? Or as just another part of our duty?" "I won’t pretend this isn’t strange, but… we’ve made it this far. Let’s take the rest one step at a time." "You don’t need to worry. Tonight will be whatever we choose it to be." "This is the part of marriage no one really talks about, isn’t it?" "There’s no rush. We’ve just the night and the rest of our lives ahead of us." "Are you sure you're comfortable with this? We can go slow if that’s what you prefer." "I’ve waited for this moment for so long, but now that it’s here… I don’t know where to begin." "There’s no need for fear. We’re in this together now, for better or worse." "I know you didn’t choose this marriage, but tonight… I hope we can find some common ground." "I never thought I’d say this, but I’m actually looking forward to this part of the wedding." "This night doesn’t have to be perfect. Just… ours." "I’ve been told what’s expected of us, but I’d rather we create our own expectations." "We’re alone now. No court, no family, just us. What do you want tonight to be?" "You look… beautiful. I know this isn’t easy, but I want you to know I’m here for you." "We’ve gone through the ceremony. Now comes the real challenge, doesn’t it?" "I hope you don’t expect too much from me tonight. I’ve never done this before." "No one ever told me how awkward a wedding night might be. Shall we just talk for a while?" "Tonight is about more than just obligation. I want this to mean something for both of us." "I’m not sure what happens next, but I’d like to figure it out together." "It’s just you and me now. No expectations, no pressure—just us." "Shall we make this night one to remember for something other than just duty?" "I know this is part of the marriage, but… I want you to know you have a choice in how it goes." "We can take our time. This night is ours, and no one else’s."

// it’s kinktober and I firmly feel like our favorite bear will be participating - you’re welcome to invade my inbox or DMs or tag me in a starter!!

Quick and directly rundown, I do have a VERY SMALL list of off limit things other wise Halsin is a well versed switch, and he is comfortable embracing the spirit of curiosity. Have at it!

// okay but like this or reply with your muse if you wanna do a modern au i want this now 😂

Possibilities, Oh Possibilities

The dichotomy of Halsin's warmth and Astarion's chill was an elixir Gale is almost ashamed he never thought of, before tonight.

Kinktober 2024, Day 3: "Temperature play"

Read below or on AO3!

Pairing: Gale x Halsin x Astarion

Tags: Threesome - M/M/M, temperature play, playful taunting, blow jobs, cum sharing, kinktober, kinktober 2024

The hands on Gale’s chest were warm- warmer than usual, just enough to make him comfortable. He sighed into Halsin's kiss, content to brace himself naked in the grass with the druid knelt in front of him, chasing away the night's chill.

Halsin kneaded at the soft flesh, calloused fingers catching at Gale’s chest hair, sending a pleasant pulse down his torso, directly into his groin. He wasn't hard yet- but it wouldn't take long, not with Halsin’s attention being lavished on him. The man was far too in tune with his lovers to ever leave them wanting when it came to arousal.

Halsin pressed his face into the crook of Gale’s neck, inhaling the scent of his skin and shuddering. Gale reached up, grasped at his broad shoulders, held on as Halsin’s hands slid down to his waist, grasping at the soft flesh there and spreading more warmth. One of those large hands left his waist, skimmed along his belly, teasing the trail of dark hair that led to his groin, before ignoring his cock and cupping his balls, fondling them and making Gale squirm.

There was a bemused little click of a tongue, and then suddenly a lithe, cold body pressed to Gale’s back. The wizard went rigid, as Astarion nosed at the crook of his neck, skin like iced porcelain, a contrast to Halsin’s humming warmth. “He’s not even hard yet? What have you been doing little druid?”

Little was not the word for Halsin, but Gale wasn’t fully in his mind, couldn’t correct Astarion. He felt goosebumps rising along his spine, gave a little cry as one of Astarion’s arms locked around him, the vampire reaching up and pinching one nipple between his cool fingers. He tugged slightly, and Gale rolled his hips. Halsin moved his hand to his cock then, teasing the head, as Gale pulsed in his hand, half hard now.

“Sometimes taking your time is the true joy of the act, Astarion. Perhaps you should learn some patience.” It wasn’t said unkindly, but there was a hint of a threat there. As if Halsin would take it upon himself to teach Astarion patience. That was something Gale very much would love to see.

The vampire hummed his approval, placed a kiss as cold as death to Gale’s pulse. “Promises, promises. Do keep them someday, darling.” He moved his hand along Gale’s chest, pushing Halsin’s aside, which had moved back from his waist to his chest in a movement Gale hadn’t even noticed. What was a comforting warmth a moment ago was suddenly chilling, as Astarion rubbed his other nipple. Gale’s breath caught.

His cock throbbed again.

Halsin began stroking him slowly, his cock now fully hard. The druid’s other hand splayed on his chest, pushed him back. Gale’s arms gave under the gentle push- they had begun to tremble- and he fell back, sprawling in Astaron’s lap, held back against his chest. The vampire gave a single, litting laugh, the kind that could cut through the night, as Halsin bowed over Gale’s body, now laid out for him. He pressed a kiss to his lower belly, then the head of his cock.

It was sweet, affectionate. It still had Gale issuing a little whine, as Astarion’s hand slid down his chest and belly, leaving a feeling of burning ice in its wake.

“What a lovely little sound,” he cooed, and gods, Gale could feel the vampire’s cock pressing tight to him as Halsin eased his open mouth down over him, taking his head and half his shaft into his mouth with ease. He moaned, squirming, and Astarion pressed the tips of his nails into his belly, a threatening little gesture that was all bark and no bite. “Now, now, be a good little wizard and lay still for him. Wouldn’t want you to accidentally choke our big bad bear, would we?”

Halsin’s groan was a rumble that reverated through Gale’s body, starting at his cock. He arched, pushing further into the druid’s mouth, as Halsin’s big hands grasped at his thighs, spread them open. Gods, Gale would have forsaken most of the gods for Halsin to get his thick fingers into his body, at that moment.

Astarion shifted behind him, dislodging himself from beneath Gale so the wizard was left laying flat on his back, staring up at the night sky. It was so clear, an endless abyss awash in the dancing starlight.

It was perfect. This was perfect.

He felt Halsin’s mouth leave his cock, and a hushed “let me taste him on you,” murmured from Astarion, followed by the slow, wet sounds of their kiss. He let his eyes fall shut, content to simply listen, even as his body was aching for their touches again.

He could still hear the sounds of their mouths, when he felt Astarion’s hand wrap around his cock, stroke him. Nimble fingers with a death chill teased the nerves beneath his cockhead, as Gale’s eye flew open, a strangled gasp leaving his mouth.

Astarion chuckled into his kiss with Halsin. Gale wanted to push himself up to see them, but his body felt entirely devoid of his control, separated from his mind. “What? Can’t handle a little chill, Gale?”

Gale finally managed to get himself propped up on one elbow, could see Astarion pressed flush to Halsin, the druid’s hands on his narrow hips, a stark sight against pearly skin. Even as Halsin was lavishing attention on Astarion’s neck, along his jaw, the vampire was staring down at him.

Astarion wriggled free of Halsin’s grasp, got down onto his hands and knees, placed a rather soft kiss to Gale’s hips. Then he turned, exhaled an unneeded breath over his wet cockhead, and Gale openly shivered. Astarion gave a single, bemused chuckle, before he was easing Gale’s cock into his mouth, the wizard crying out so loudly he swore he’d wake someone, leagues away.

Astarion’s mouth was a tundra, so cold compared to Halsin’s- hells, he wasn’t usually this cold. Were Gale’s mind not foggy with lust, he might have picked apart that fact- but as it were, he could only focus on a mouth like soft, snowy silk, as Astarion swallowed his entire cock without complaint, throat flexing against his head.

A part of this almost hurt, but deliciously so. Gale rolled his hips up, arm shaking as his elbow dug into the grass, wanting so badly to keep watching Astarion. Halsin shifted behind Astarion, ran a hand up his spine, splayed it on his upper back, over the mess of intricate scars. “Deeper,” he murmured, and Astarion somehow listened, each bob of his head taking Gale to the hilt, until the vampire’s nose was pressed into the dark curls at his groin.

One didn’t simply ignore a request from Halsin, when it came to intimacy.

Gale worried his lip to the point that he tasted blood. It almost hurt, the mingling of his desire for release and yet the sheer shock of such a chill, on his cock.

His cock pulsed precum over Astarion’s tongue, and the vampire lifted his head, lips wet with saliva as he exhaled against Gale’s wet cock again, before he moved to stradling just one of the wizard’s thighs, his cock sliding along Gale’s skin as Astarion bucked his hips, nearly draping himself over Gale. He sought out his mouth, eagerly kissed Gale, a saltiness clinging to Astarion’s own tongue. Gale sucked at the vampire’s tongue, completely collapsing to his back as he grasped at Astarion’s bicep, the vampire still rutting against his thigh.

He could hear Halsin moving, but when the heat of his mouth over took his cock, Gale whimpered into the kiss. He trembled, Halsin’s tongue sliding along the underside of his cock as he took him, over and over and over-

Gale’s back bowed as he came, his kiss with Astarion breaking as he groaned, head tipping back. He heard Astarion’s breathy, pitched laugh, had learned over enough nights that meant the vampire was oh so very pleased.

Halsin kept Gale in his mouth, even as his back relaxed back into the grass. His tongue rolled along his softening cock, making Gale squirm slightly. Astarion pushed himself up, still straddling one of Gale’s thighs, a thick string of precum connection his cockhead to Gale’s skin for an extended moment.

“Share,” Astarion teased. When Halsin didn’t immediately lift his head, Astarion’s voice turned softer. “My sweet, please. Let me taste him too.”

Halsin rose up onto his knees at the request, and Gale caught the sight of Astarion reaching up, wrapping his arms around Halsin’s neck, eagerly kissing him, tongue licking at his lips, demanding a taste of Gale’s bliss.

Gale propped himself up slowly, watching through a near-haze. His mind was fuzzy in a post orgasmic calm, and he decided in that moment he’d gladly watch these two men kiss the entire night away.

There was quite the possibility he might get to do just that.

SOMEONE GIVE ME A REUNION AU PLZ.

You know what I want right now. Like really badly.

Someone tend to halsin. Make him slow down. Cook him a meal. Play with his hair - like holy crap that’s one of his weaknesses really. Guide his head to your lap and just pet him. He will fall asleep snuggled up

Also.

I read a cute fic and it had Halsin as a single dad and his boy Thaniel went to preschool with Arabella (who was being raised by Astarion) and it was really cute so like. Throw your AUs at me.

Also arranged marriages. Come poke me on discord about plotting aus! Gammagreen

🥺 at me one more time and I swear I'm breeding you stupid.

Unofficial 2024 BG3 Kinktober List

So here it is folks, the unofficial 2024 BG3 Kinktober List. Thank you to everyone who sent suggestions!

Most of these are not BG3-specific; they can be interpreted for any fandom, so go wild. Do it every day or one day—what matters is getting the motivation to write. Maybe I'll be the only writer using this list; who knows.

WARNING: Some of these are dubcon/noncon related, others could be interpreted that way, but they are the ones so specific to this fandom that they felt natural to include. Again, write them or don't—your experience is yours to control.

Gender Swapped

Collaring

Breeding Kink

Voyeurism/Exhibitionism

Sacrilege

Somnophilia

Temperature Play

Stuck in a hole/wall/magic portal

Spanking

Inappropriate use of mage hand

Praise Kink

Size Difference

Mind Control

Bathing

Overstimulation

Formal Wear

Bloodplay

Body worship

Double Penetration

Sex Polled/Potion/Curse

Free Use

Hate Sex

Body Swapping

Dacryphilia

Sex Toys

Breathplay

Wax Play

Treesome/Moresome

Telepathic Bond

Frottage

Free Day

I'm 99% sure there are no repeats, but I feel like I blacked out at one point when choosing.

(I want to do an rp with Angel Dust. Not like, a sexual one but like...

I want Angel Dust to introduce Asriel to drag/crossdressing. Just two fluffy guys being effeminate dudes.)