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Astarion from Baldur's Gate 3

I'm back with artwork of another character from BG3 - this game has a chokehold on my life, I stg. I leaned into Ascended Astarion here for the aesthetic and vibes (this is my favourite jacket in the entire game) - but I very much respect and admire all nuances of this character and his journey throughout the game. I know people are deeply passionate about him and his story, so I hope I was able to do at least one facet of this remarkable character justice.

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I have this glitch where every time I do something Nick dislikes, like murder or steal, it says “Nick disliked that”…….. but his affinity goes up.

Guys. It is doing things to me.

I’d say the usual mix of language happens here. When you are around people with different languages, dialects or wording you are going to adapt to it.

So Edd is highborn, but spends most of his time with the lowborn part of the NW, and most of the NW in general are lowborn, so he picked M’Lord up from them.

Satins background might have led to him spending time around highborn costumers either with him or the other prostitutes, thus learning the right use of my lord in the first place in order to please them (more money?).

With Quorin, Iron Emmet and Clydas it seem like Edd, they adapted the speech patterns from those around them. both Quorin and Iron Emmet being highly regarded through fighting and therefore spending more time with highborn members of the NW, since those are usually the better fighters due to training since childhood.

And similar to that Clydas would have taken his speech patterns through spending time with Aemond, especially since he was reading the letters for Aemond proper pronounciation would have come up.

That being said: I have no clue why Grenn uses My Lord, secret backstory we need to unlock maybe?

thinking about the use of “my lord” versus “m’lord” at the wall is actually pretty interesting because it’s kinda REALLY inconsistent but it also feels like, intentional. it’s weird that edd uses m’lord despite being highborn but he actually does use both interchangeably. despite being lowborn, satin grenn qhorin iron emmett and clydas all use my lord. a couple other characters appear to use both. what the hale does it mean

Stargirl Interlude | L.HS

「pairing」 : bf!heeseung x fem!reader 「word count」 : 1.3k

「synopsis」 : it was showtime, but heeseung just had to sneak his pretty girlfriend, you, into the back so he could fuck you. you were his good luck charm, after all.

「genre」 : smut, fluff, rockstar!heeseung

「warnings」 : MINORS DO NOT INTERACT!!!, cussing, unprotected sex, quickie, kissing, biting/marking, creampie, petnames (doll, baby, pretty girl...), praising, slight fingering, teasing, hair pulling, slight dacryphilia, public sex, lmk if I missed anything!

“Fuck Hee, what if someone comes in?” You gasped as his lips latched onto the supple skin of your neck, teeth grazing over your jugular. His knee shoved your legs apart, pressing it right against your thinly covered core, seeing as you were wearing that cute black dress that he told you to before leaving.

“No one is coming back here; they’re all too worried about making sure everything is set up.” He groaned against your skin before pulling away to seal your lips in a heated kiss, pressing his knee right against your core to hear your pretty moans.

“Hee–”

“Shhhh, doll, don’t worry so much.” He whispered softly, hands reaching for the hem of your dress, hiking it up over your hips. “You just try to keep your pretty sounds down,”

A soft gasp fell from your lips as his fingers brushed over your covered slit, feeling your slick soak through the thin fabric. Heeseung chuckled as he latched his lips to your neck once more, biting down on the junction of your shoulder, relishing in the way your body trembled. 

He moved your panties to the side, running his fingers through your folds, feeling how wet you were. Your eyes fell closed, and your bottom lip got caught between your teeth as his fingers prodded at your slit, teasing you.

“Seungie, please.” You whined, gripping his shirt with a vice-like grip, the need coursing through your body making your brain all fuzzy; the only thought in your mind was having him buried balls deep in your soaping cunt. 

“Fucking hell, baby, you’re dripping in my hand.” His voice was low and husky as he licked his way up to your ear, taking the lobe between his teeth, making you shiver, “too bad we don’t have a lot of time, or I’d be on my knees devouring you whole.”

You whined at his words, feeling yourself growing wetter by the second, which, of course, didn’t go unnoticed by your boyfriend. With a chuckle, he shoved his middle and ring fingers into your wet heat resulting in a choked moan falling from your lips, eyes screwed shut, and fingers dug into his shoulders.

The lewd, wet sounds that were coming from where Heeseung’s fingers scissored you open were deafening. Making your ears ring as he continued to litter your pretty neck with marks, showing that you were taken.

“As much as I want you to come on my fingers, I need you on my dick.” Heeseung breathed out, pulling his fingers from your clenching wall, making you whine. He was quick to swallow all of your whines as he kissed you messily, hands making quick work of his jeans. Pushing them down just far enough for his cock to slip out, hitting his abdomen, tip red and decorated prettily with beads of precum.

He pressed your body tightly against the wall, taking your right leg with his hand before using the other to line his cock with your entrance after shoving your panties to the ground. You buried your face in the crook of his neck, teeth latching onto his skin as he pushed into you slowly.

“Shit…” He groaned as your warm walls wrapped around him snuggly, a tighter fit than normal due to the lack of preparation.

Heeseung gave you barely a moment to adjust before he pulled back out and pushed in, leaving you gasping against his skin, fingers digging into his biceps. You tried to keep your noise on the down low, but the position, the two of you were in allowed him to hit all of the right spots to make you see stars. Choked gasps and moans fell from your lips the faster his pace got, growing in pitch by the second.

“You’re so noisy, doll. Do you really want someone to catch us?” He mocked you, a smug smirk tugging on his lips as he watched you shake your head against him, biting your lip to try and muffle your noises once more. The dark-haired male trailed his hand from your hip up to your head, threading his fingers through your hair and tugging back harshly. A high-pitched whine tore from your lungs, and tears stung at the corner of your eyes as you looked up at him. His hips never faltered as he took in your already fuck-out expression, loving the tears that had started falling from your eyes, which caused some of your makeup to smudge under your eyes. You looked so pretty like this, and god, did he wish he could just say fuck the show so he could take you home and fuck you into oblivion. But alas, the band wouldn’t survive the night without his vocals.

“Hee!” You squeaked as his tip kissed your cervix, eyes screwing shut as you felt the coil in your stomach start to tighten.

Heeseung tugged on your hair once more, tilting your head up so he could kiss you once more. The kiss quickly turned wet and messy as you couldn’t focus on kissing him properly due to the instrumental amount of pleasure that racked your brain.

“Close already, doll?” He teased despite the fact that he wasn’t too far from him either, but hearing the weak mewls that left your kiss-swollen lips was too good to pass up. 

Untangling his fingers from your hair, he let your head fall back into the crook of his neck while he found your hip once more, pounding into you relentlessly. The tiny storage closet is filled with lewd, squelching noises as well as quiet, soft moans and groans from the two of you.

“Hee–” You were cut off when the coil in your stomach finally snapped, and you were coming around Heeseung’s dick, causing him to groan at the feeling of your walls fluttering. Choked gasps caught in your throat as he fucked you through your high, legs threatening to give out as they shook under your weight. Heeseung was the only thing keeping you up right, his hold far too strong to let you go anywhere.

“Such a good girl for me– fuck… letting me fuck you before my show,” He groaned, hips faltering as his high approached, “always my little good luck charm, isn’t that right doll?” Your eyes nearly rolled to the back of your head as he continued to fuck into you, throwing your body into a state of overstimulation.

“Sungie…” You whined out, more tears falling from your eyes as you let your head lay back against the wall. Heeseung cooed at you, kissing away your tears and whispering praises as he spilled his seed deep in your womb.

He continued to pepper your face with soft kisses, bringing you back down from your high. Tilting your head up, you capture his lips in a gentle kiss, relishing in the warmth it brings along with it until he pulls away with a small pout.

“They’re probably looking for me,” He grumbled, pulling his soft dick out of you, watching as both your and his cum trickled out and down your thigh. You whimpered in his hold as he scooped the cum on his fingers before pushing it back into your sensitive cunt.

“Hee–”

“Shhh, pretty girl, we gotta keep your stuff full until we get back home.” He pressed a kiss on the corner of your parted lips before letting your leg fall and reaching down to grab your discarded panties, hiking them up and over your hips. You let out a breathy sigh when he fixed your dress, then encased your body in his arms and peppered your exposed neck and shoulder with wet kisses.

“Heeseung, man, where are you?” Your body tensed up at the sound of Jake’s voice, one of Heeseung’s bandmates.

Heeseung chuckled softly before pulling away from you, cupping your cheek in his hand. “I’ll see you after the show, my pretty girl.” Then, with one last lingering kiss, he slipped out of the room, leaving you there to collect your bearings before walking out to watch your boyfriend perform.

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Namjoon in Ep. 3 of In The Soop S2

jimin :: set me free pt.2

       junhui + role reversal

— dom someone is cool until they flip you onto your back.

WARNINGS: +18, smut, role reversal, power shift, make-out, cock riding, begging.

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jun’s fingers lock around your wrists, holding them tight against the couch cushions as he presses himself closer. you feel the warmth of his breath fanning across your neck, the weight of his body pinning you down. his lips drag along your jaw, teasing, barely grazing your skin as if he enjoys watching you squirm underneath him.

“you’re squirming,” he mutters against your skin, a low chuckle rumbling from his chest. it’s the kind of smugness that gets under your skin, makes you want to wipe that grin off his face, but you can’t—he’s too strong, too focused on making you melt.

you shift beneath him, feeling the friction of your legs moving against his. his body tenses for a split second when your thighs clamp around his waist, but you don’t let up, pushing your hips upward, gluing yourself to him. the movement catches him off guard, and in that moment, you take control, using the leverage to roll him onto his back with a sharp twist of your legs.

his eyes widen slightly, more in surprise than resistance, as you hover over him now, straddling his waist. his hands instinctively loosen their grip on your wrists, falling to your hips instead, but he doesn’t try to flip the script. you can feel his heartbeat under your palm when you press your hands against his chest, feeling the steady thrum quicken.

“didn’t see that coming, hm?” you smirk, leaning down until your lips brush against his, just enough to tease, not giving him what he wants

jun’s breathing is uneven now, lips parted as he looks up at you, a faint hint of challenge in his eyes despite the position you’ve got him in. his hands slide up from your hips to your waist, fingers gripping tighter.

“you’re gonna make me beg, aren’t you?” he says almost like he’s daring you to.

you laugh, the sound a little breathless, because fuck, the power shift feels good. you lean in closer, lips finally meeting his in a messy, heated kiss, teeth grazing his bottom lip before you pull back, just enough to catch the frustration flickering in his eyes.

“maybe i will,” you tease, dragging your nails lightly down his chest, feeling the way his muscles tense under your touch. “maybe i’ll just keep you like this.”

his hands tighten on your waist, and you can feel the tension in his body, the way he’s struggling to keep from flipping the situation back in his favor. but he doesn’t—he lets you stay in control, lets you press your weight down on him, lets you grind your hips slowly against him, torturously slow, just to watch his composure unravel.

“fuck,” he hisses, his hands sliding down to your thighs, fingers digging into your skin. “you think you’re so smart, huh?”

you smile, leaning down to whisper against his ear, “smarter than you.” you bite down on the lobe.

the way your legs are wrapped tight around him, the friction, the pressure—it’s driving him crazy. and you love it, love seeing the usually smug jun reduced to this, breathless and desperate jun beneath you.

his head tilts back against the couch, eyes half-lidded as he looks up at you. “if you’re gonna make me beg,” he pants, “you better do it right.”

“oh, trust me,” you whisper, your fingers trailing lower, dangerously close to the waistband of his jeans, “i will.”

he groans, his hips bucking up slightly, but you pin him down, pressing him further into the couch with a wicked grin on your face.

your hips roll in slow circles against him, the pressure each subtle grind. you can feel how hard he is, straining against the fabric of his jeans, the friction only making him more desperate. his lips are slightly parted, eyes fixed on every movement you make.

“fuck,” he mutters under his breath, trying to keep his cool, his hands tighten on your thighs, fingers digging into your skin hard enough to leave marks, but you don’t care. if anything, you press down harder, loving the way he can’t seem to hold back, his control slipping.

“you’re so quiet now,” you tease, leaning down just enough to brush your lips against his, not quite kissing him, just letting him feel the heat of your breath. “what happened to all that cocky shit?”

he exhales sharply, jaw clenching, his head tilts back, eyes squeezing shut for a moment as he bites down hard on his bottom lip, holding back whatever’s clawing its way up his throat. he’s so fucking close, and you know it.

he’s desperately trying not to let the word fall from his lips.

“please…”

the word slips out before he can stop it, and that’s when you stop moving, a slow smile spreading across your lips.

“what was that?” you ask, pretending you didn’t hear him, even though you both know exactly what he said.

his eyes snap open, but it’s too late now. you heard him.

you shift slightly, leaning down until your lips are barely an inch from his, “i knew you’d beg.”

his breath hitches, his grip on your thighs tightening as you finally reach between your bodies, undoing the button of his jeans. you can feel him twitch beneath you, as you slide his zipper down.

“shit, you’re so fucking…” he trails off, voice hoarse, unable to finish the sentence as you slip your hand inside, brushing your fingers against him through his boxers. the way his hips jerk up instinctively makes you grin, but you don’t let him have anything more than a tease—not yet.

you pull his cock free from his jeans, and he sucks in a sharp breath as you wrap your hand around him, giving him one slow, torturous stroke. his head tilts back, eyes fluttering shut again as his hips buck up, desperate for more.

you raise an eyebrow, tilting your head as you pump him slowly, thumb teasing the tip. “you gonna beg again?”

he hesitates, eyes squeezing shut.

“please,” he rasps, voice cracking, his pride giving way.

that’s when you finally take him in, sliding down onto his cock. his eyes fly open, a whiny, broken moan slipping from his lips as you sink down, stretching around him.

“fuck, yes,” he gasps, hips jerking up to meet yours, but you hold him down, setting the pace yourself.

you start to ride him slowly, rolling your hips in that same circular roll, taking your time, making him feel every single movement. the way his cock fills you up, the stretch, the look on his face as he tries to keep it together.

his hands slide up your body, desperate to find something to hold onto as you ride him, nails digging into your skin, leaving marks in their wake. his lips part in a silent gasp every time you roll your hips just right.

you lean down, pressing your chest against his, lips grazing the shell of his ear as you whisper, “don’t stop begging.”

he groans, the sound rough and desperate as his hands grip your waist tighter, trying to pull you down harder onto his cock, but you control the pace, keeping it slow, torturous. you ride him in slow circles, grinding your hips in a way that has him practically trembling beneath you.

“please,” he gasps again, his voice strained.

your smile widens as you sit up, your hands pressing against his chest to keep him in place as you pick up the pace, bouncing on his cock, riding him harder, faster, but still in those same teasing circles. his hips jerk up to meet yours, desperate for more, and his moans grow louder, more broken with every thrust.

“fuck, fuck, fuck,” he chants, hands clutching at you, and in that moment, you feel it too—the way he’s losing himself in you.

you ride him relentlessly, each roll of your hips driving him closer to the edge, until he can’t take it anymore.

“please,” he begs one last time, voice hoarse, raw, and that’s when you finally let go, making him cumn, your own body shuddering as you feel him spill inside you, his hands clutching at you like a lifeline.

you slow your movements, letting him ride out his high, the both of you breathless, sweat-slicked. you lean down, pressing a wet kiss to his lips, a sluggish, satisfied grin spreading across your face as you whisper, “granted.”

“oh shut up.” he covers his face.

Why is rejecting something so akin to ripping your own face off with your hands

new headcanon just dropped!!! bc what if i said olympic bronze medalist augusto akio from brazil just so happens to look nearly exactly how i hc kuroo tetsuro to look in my head

STOP. WHY ARE YOU DOING THIS TO ME?!!

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한국은 밤이죠?? 잘자요~~

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#태현 #TAEHYUN

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It’s night time in Korea right?? Sleep well~~

(It's midday here)

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definitely one

Beware Scratch the dog!

Made another armour and sword concept for Ascended Astarion 🔥 My IG: https://www.instagram.com/marina.tsareva.art

Could you draw this Smash Ultimate screenshot of Sephiroth and Pichu in your style?

You know, I'm not sure if I can improve upon this screenshot but I'll give it a spin.

literally me because i’m scrolling on tumblr and i see a video from the movie hoard of Joseph Quinn and it literally caught me off guard

the second hand embarrassment IS REALLLLLL I TELL YOU😭😭🥲🥲

AND ITS EVERYWHERE I CANNOT ESCAPE IT

Found this brilliant bar in Cologne called My Lord, described in all the English language guides as being “for gay seniors and their admirers”. It was a wet dark Monday night but the bar was packed, with a jukebox playing some 80s gems I’ve not heard in years. Older gay guys easily outnumbered the younger blokes and everyone seemed very happy with that - unlike the self conscious ageism you can get here in London. Cologne’s whole scene was really friendly but we got the warmest welcome here - I left wanting to open an east London branch of My Lord immediately, heh heh.

so where are the images of older gay men? here: gayslivelonger

art trade with @sandisjustsad :)) GO CHECK OUT THEIR PART OF THE TRADE IT’S REALLY GOOD

Im not gonna be at all normal ab this