This series of oneshots is absolutely amazing. The way the author writes intimacy and Astarion’s trauma is amazing.
He sneaks one more kiss as an excuse to lick the blood from the corner of her mouth and she squirms, laughing slightly as she pushes him away. Then she realises what he was doing and the unimpressed stance is back. He shrugs innocently.
"Wouldn't want any more to go to waste," he reasons.
Something about this Astarion fella has my fanfic writing inspiration filled back up.
I have a few ideas…
A sample: not proof read.
Just the day before, you were on your way it be married to man you have never met. A man both your parents knew from business connections and relationships they have built. As a noble, many believe you have freedom at the palm of your hand, but for the daughters of families who have built long term fortunes they were not afforded such freedoms.
You had dreams, hopes, wishes, and places you wished to fulfill. You were learning the way of sorcerery, a craft of learnt magic. It started off as a hobby but slowly became something you were devoted to. The books and herbs became a form of freedom that could not be contained. This marriage would mean an end to all your work and independence.
You did not know this man, aside from that fact that you were a business transaction between your family and his, and that you would have to bear his children. You wanted love, real beautiful and sometimes scary love. You wanted kids, but with someone you love. Instead you were dealt the cards and had no choice but to obey, marrying for a purpose rather than love.
It was the night before your wedding. You had stayed up, scrambling and praying to all gods for a hope or a chance to escape. You knew your chances were narrow but not 0.
You had decided to put a cloak on and take a stroll through the city, it could be one of your last. Night had fallen on Baldur’s Gate, your father in his study and your mother finalizing much needed preparations tomorrow’s big event. This was your chance to get out.
Despite growing up in the affluence of the Upper City, you grew to love the Lower City with all its flaws.
You walked around the upper city to the local tavern hoping to get a drink and maybe some entertainment from a bard or a conversation with a traveler.
After a few hours passed and a couple of drinks later, you paid your tab and starter to head home. As you walked toward your home, the town got quite and that is when it happened.
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You had woken up on a ship in some sort of containment pod. You had no clue why or how you got, all you felt was fear. And you could see other people in the pod surrounding you, no one you could recognize.
Just then a creature, which you would later learn was a mind flayer, appeared in fromt of your pod. A chill ran through your body, as you contemplated the likelyhood of your death. There was nothing that you could do, you felt powerless as the creature inserted a work-like create in your eye. This felt like the end.
You were in and out of consciousness, hearing noises and slams every know and then. You had just hope that whatever there plan was would mean and quick death.
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Don't just tell everyone.
this line delivery ...
not me having a school girl crush on two nerdy characters who are funny, enjoy playing d&d, have a good heart, and are portrayed by white british men
I really love seeing people head cannon Eddie Munson similarly to my boyfriend. I call it a win!
Actually to be more exact, a lot of my favorite characters are similar to my boyfriend. Lol
I really love seeing people head cannon Eddie Munson similarly to my boyfriend. I call it a win!
Eddie Munson’s house (With some details!)
To all Eddie Munson writers:
Check out Amy Forsythe’s instagram. She is posting close ups of his tattoos.
NO BECAUSE THIS BROKE ME EVEN MORE..SO HERE
Turns out I am in fact very predictable and I do have a type 💀
Summary: After earning yourself several life sentences and a one-way ticket to Belle Reve in your early 20s, you've spent the decade and a bit since then establishing yourself as a loyal and effective tool for Waller and her team. As a meta-human who is able to completely know and understand the history of anything you touch, as well as master how to use it, and know exactly where the owner of the object is, but all only while touching the object, it's safe to say that you've developed a reputation as an unmatched hunter, though you've always felt hunter was too ominous a word for you and your upbeat nature.
So now you, Waller's pet supervillain known as The Chaser, find yourself as part of Project Butterfly, in the middle of suburban Washington. The only downside you can see is that everyone on the team is so serious; as the saying goes, if you enjoy what you do, you'll never work a day in your life! So fuck it, who are they to say you can't enjoy what you do, especially if you know you're good at it!? Unfortunately for everyone else, what you do is usually crime... and sometimes murder.
Need to Know: She/Her pronouns. villain!meta-human!reader. self depricating reader. chaos. implied dehumanisation. canon typical violence. possible smut in later chapter i haven't decided. slowish burn
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Adrian Chase doesn’t realize his girlfriend is his enemy. His girlfriend doesn’t realize Vigilante is her boyfriend. It’s a shit show, honestly.
“The prince of Prussia asks the princess of Bavaria for a dance; both absolutely hate it.”
• Pairing: Prince Friedrich x Reader (Princess of Bavaria) • Word count: 2.8k • Warnings: none, except for spelling and grammar mistakes, and historical inaccuracy ✨ we alter history to make it fit the narrative ✨ • A/N: @netflixton on made me write it! Well, somehow. But I really have to thank both her and @onlymexsarah because they did not only bring me much joy with their stories but also lots of inspiration. Thank you so much! Really 🥺💖 I hope reading it brings you as much joy as I had writing it. Oh, and I had planned to post another Friedrich story first, but this one was faster. Ah and btw, I’m not Bavarian, sorry my dear Bavarian friends if I fuck up :’) • Small dictionary: Griaß di – informal, like Hello! or Greetings! Pfiad de – informal, goodbye Eure Hoheit – Your Highness Kruzifix – usually a plastic of Jesus hanging at the cross, but it’s also used as a way of cursing. Here it’s a curse.
Berlin, Prussia, 1812
To celebrate the birthday of her son Friedrich, Princess Frederica hosted a big soirée, a ball like usual. Her son might not be heir to the throne, well he was in line somewhere, but he needed a celebration worth a member of the royal family. If he was the son of the king this ball would be bigger and even more marvellous. For her son Frederica would do anything. So, she has had the ballroom decorated with his favourite flowers, colours and had adorned at least every window with candles. She had gotten the best Prussian musicians for him, and even the loveliest voices of Hanover.
Only the best for her son’s birthday.
With his constant travels to the British Isles Frederica often didn’t see him for at least a month. And she knew that he’d soon sail away again, maybe this time it would be Scotland or Ireland. She didn’t know exactly. But she knew that she wanted to see her son happy. When Friedrich was happy, Frederica was happy too. But she feared that if he’d marry an English lady, she’d see him even less.
Maybe she’d have to settle for England too …
Friedrich loved his mother and not only because she was the only parent left to him. He loved her dearly. It sounded cheesy but she was the best mother he could’ve ever wished for. He was thankful for the party; he knew how much work his mother has put in it. But this evening was delaying his departure for England by two days.
He loved his mother, really, he did. But instead of dancing with debutantes, daughters of family friends, and cousins, he wished to feel the rocky movement of a ship under his feet. Instead Friedrich had to be careful so that no feet would land on or under his.
After he had danced with three of his cousins, he was in desperate need of a break. Especially after having danced with his cousin Charlotte, who was a very passionate and fiery dancer. Instead of leading her, it felt like she was the one who swept him across the ballroom.
But as a prince, and birthday boy, it wasn’t easy to reach the plate filled with lemonade. Everyone needed to talk to him, and Friedrich was too polite to reject them. So, when he gulped down a glass of lemonade it felt like heaven trickling down his throat. He reached for another one, the glasses were far too tiny, when they announced the arrival of another “important” guest.
“Prince Karl of Bavaria and Princess Marie of Bavaria!” they announced when the couple entered the ballroom. Friedrich groaned, not because of them, but because of what, or better who, had to follow.
“And their daughter, Princess Y/N of Bavaria!”
The devil’s spawn.
THIS IS SOMETHING BEAUTIFUL AKFNSKSNAJAN honestly i didn’t know that Friedrich angry was so hot and- SORRY I MEANT THAT YOUR WRITING IS AMAZING.
I’ve loved it allllll😍😍😍
This series follows Y/N, the only daughter of an heirless highborn family, who finds herself in an arranged marriage with a Prince. Slowly, it becomes very clear that this arrangement was made with neither his nor her happiness in mind.
prologue // in which a match is made
one // in which Y/N and Friedrich spend their wedding night on a ship
two // in which both are surprised by what they find out about their betrothed.
three // in which Y/N meet Friedrich’s parents in Prussia.
four // in which Y/N meets the King’s mistress and Friedrich deals with his father’s mess.
five // in which Y/N has to face the King alone, Friedrich tries to convince the Grand Duke to come back and a special comeback ;)
six // in which Y/N and Friedrich haven't seen each other in quite some time. Despite it all, the ball is coming whether or not they are ready for it.
more coming soon
summary: y/n and friedrich haven't seen each other in quite some time. despite it all, the ball is coming whether or not they are ready for it.
