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#ACrystallineLensBG3 #BG3OpenTheVault - A life-changing moment.

I'm late for this, but: one life-changing moment for Ayumu was her ceremorphosis. Thanks to the Emperor's Supreme Tadpole she finally got to become an illithid too, just like she's always dreamed of. 🖤🦑

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A late posting for Day 5 of #ACrystallineLensBG3 is here!



Life-changer! Capture a life-changing moment 💕



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Aristen x Astarion

Aristen x Astarion

#Astarion #BG3 #Durge #BG3vp #vprepost #tavstarion #durgestarion #LoversOfSalvation

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Friday - life changing moment

After many, many years, Aristen manages to find the medallion that protects Astarion from the sun. ❤️‍☀️

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Day 4 of #ACrystallineLensBG3 is here!



Environmental lighting! Get creative with lighting effects ✨️



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Day 3 of #ACrystallineLensBG3 is here!



FREE SPACE - Post any VP you've taken that you want to share!



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The Meeting At The Turret Stairs (1864)
A Danish princess, Hellelil #folktav was in love with her bodyguard Hildebrand, a prince of England #karlach
This is their last goodbye before he goes out to duel her brothers who found out about their love
#bg3OpenTheVault #bg3vp #ACrystallineLensBG3 #tavlach

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Astarion and Aristen

Astarion and Aristen

#Astarion #BG3 #Durge #VirtualPhotography #BG3vp #vprepost #tavstarion #durgestarion #LoversOfSalvation

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Wednesday - free space

More artistic shot of Aristen and Astarion. The concept of rebirth is also suits Durge very well ❤️

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#ACrystallineLensBG3 #BG3OpenTheVault

It's still Monday in my country, so still time to post for #BG3OpenTheVault. Our lads, shining like stars 🤍💙🖤💜

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Arilda doesn't like how Lae'zel keeps looking at the hot goth girl (based on the distracted boyfriend meme)

#ACrystallineLensBG3 #BG3OpenTheVault
#Arilda

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Day 2 of #ACrystallineLensBG3 is here!



Life imitates art! Recreate a famous image or artwork!



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Astarion and Aristen

Astarion and Aristen

#Astarion #BG3 #Durge #VirtualPhotography #BG3vp #vprepost #BG3 #tavstarion #durgestarion #vprepost #LoversOfSalvation

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Tuesday - "Replicate a famous image or scene".

A scene from Titanic 🛥️ performed by Astarion and Aristen 😅

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Day 1 of #ACrystallineLensBG3
School portrait day!

Vesimeil portraits 🥰

#BG3OpenTheVault #bg3 #bg3oc #vesimeil #bg3vp

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Arilda's favorite class is lunch

#BG3OpenTheVault
#ACrystallineLensBG3
#Arilda

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BG3 screenshot of an illithid Tav posing beside a flower cart, one hand on their hip and looking to the side, a flower crown of daisies on their head

BG3 screenshot of an illithid Tav posing beside a flower cart, one hand on their hip and looking to the side, a flower crown of daisies on their head

[ #ACrystallineLensBG3 #BG3OpenTheVault ]

a squishy portrait for school photo day :'>
Moss loves supporting local flower sellers~

[ #BG3 #BG3VP #illithid ]

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I took some portrait photos of Hela for #ACrystallineLensBG3 #bG3OpenTheVault
(Full photos below 🧵)

I usually just take photos with the mask on or daily clothes, but added her mask off and her with full illusions masking her flesh 💕

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#bg3openthevault #acrystallinelensbg3 portraits of alycerys and ciaran

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Day 1 of #ACrystallineLensBG3 is here!



School photo day! Get all dolled up and show us some portrait shots!



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📷✨️VP WEEK IS HERE ✨️📷

It's week three of #BG3OpenTheVault and we are going out with a bang! (No not you Gale) its time to show us your Virtual Photography!

~Don't forget to support the community with likes, comments and shares! 💕🙂‍↕️

#ACrystallineLensBG3 #BG3ArchivesCommsOPEN

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Aristen

Aristen

Astarion

Astarion

Minsc

Minsc

Jaheira

Jaheira

#Astarion #BG3 #Minsc #Jaheira #Durge #VirtualPhotography #BG3vp #vprepost

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Monday - "Take some portrait shots".

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This is my fav team for Durge.
Astarion, who is a kindred spirit to Durge 💞.
Due to their dark past, they are

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For day 5, what symbol represents Arilda and Lae'zel more than a silver sword? A source of pride for Lae'zel, and the reminder of a grim past for Arilda.

archiveofourown.org/works/58584220

#SpillYourInkwellBG3 #BG3OpenTheVault

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Following the instructions the book was giving him, Everett is sure that he's ready to sign the contract. He thinks, anyway. It's too late to turn back now.

Please heed the tags!

Come to me with my prayer on your lips archiveofourown.org/works/53427454

#SpillYourInkwellBG3
#BG3OpenTheVault

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Day 5 of #SpillYourInkwellBG3 is here!



Symbology! What represents your character?



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Video

30 minutes to write, you say? Well...after realising my first run was something that's in an anonymous collection til August, here's attempt 2 at a 30 minute speedwrite, complete with video!
#Rugan x Flasked Spectator~
archiveofourown.org/works/67721161
#BG3OpenTheVault #SpillYourInkwellBG3 #BG3NSFW

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I wrote this in like 20 minutes last night after being inspired by @cosmicstartv.bsky.social and @armjail.bsky.social

Arilda gets her punishment for playing with the Salami.

#nsfw #BG3OpenTheVault #SpillYourInkwellBG3

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Dreams continue to bother Everett, memories and his Patron in the back of his mind, reminding him of what is to come. Deep down he knows he knows he's not going to like it.

archiveofourown.org/works/67705986

#SpillYourInkwellBG3
#BG3OpenTheVault

I've never done something like this but I tried.

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Day 4 of #SpillYourInkwellBG3 is here!



30-Minute Thursday! Write a scene in 30 minutes or less.



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I'll share this today, if anyone had been curious of the relationship between my main two OCs Arilda and Astryx, then this fic explains their childhood.

archiveofourown.org/works/58191517

#SpillYourInkwellBG3 #BG3OpenTheVault

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archiveofourown.org/works/55872076
Astarion's first time in the sun was also my first fanfic in over a decade 💕
#SpillYourInkwellBG3 #BG3OpenTheVault

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Sample (as much as fits)

"My, my, Archduke, do you finally have eyes for someone besides yourself?" Haarlep was sounding more amused by the second, clearly enjoying seeing the fiend so riled up.

"Obviously not," he lied, "I'd like to take her down a peg. Maybe three, come to think of it."

"Well you can't risk damaging your toy before you have what you want, can you~" Haarlep purred, discarding the ruffled shirts that had now been removed. "Oh, your real form, if you please."

Doing as he was bidden automatically, Raphael's body almost instantly shifted to his demonic form, horns rising in twisted shapes above fiery crimson skin, and his still neat and chestnut brown hair barely changing. "Of course I can't break her, but there has to be some way- You've heard how she speaks to me, haven't you? I know too well you sit there scrying like I'm putting on a play for your amusement."

"Well of course, I am your biggest fan," Haarlep sneered, the subtle insult not unnoticed yet remaining unchallenged as the power balance continued to shift in their favour. It always did. "Perhaps you should try another co-star on your stage. I can't say I'm not curious either, it is so entertaining watching her sharp tongue match wits with yours."

"Careful, Harlot, you are here by my grace alone, remember?"

"Hah! Grace? That's what you call it? No." Haarlep snatched up his throat in their claws, almost cutting into the flesh with the pressure, eyes alight with more than the usual fire. "And you will call me by my name, now, Archduke."

The title was a snub, and Raphael knew it, but the incubus had a hold on him in more ways than one. "Fine, Haarlep," he gasped, the pressure finally relieving just slightly. "There's barely any difference anyway." He averted his eyes just for a moment. Wrong move.

"You will look at me when addressing me," their hand was now gripping Raphael's chin savagely, "and I am not beyond silencing that rude little tongue of yours either."

Sample (as much as fits) "My, my, Archduke, do you finally have eyes for someone besides yourself?" Haarlep was sounding more amused by the second, clearly enjoying seeing the fiend so riled up. "Obviously not," he lied, "I'd like to take her down a peg. Maybe three, come to think of it." "Well you can't risk damaging your toy before you have what you want, can you~" Haarlep purred, discarding the ruffled shirts that had now been removed. "Oh, your real form, if you please." Doing as he was bidden automatically, Raphael's body almost instantly shifted to his demonic form, horns rising in twisted shapes above fiery crimson skin, and his still neat and chestnut brown hair barely changing. "Of course I can't break her, but there has to be some way- You've heard how she speaks to me, haven't you? I know too well you sit there scrying like I'm putting on a play for your amusement." "Well of course, I am your biggest fan," Haarlep sneered, the subtle insult not unnoticed yet remaining unchallenged as the power balance continued to shift in their favour. It always did. "Perhaps you should try another co-star on your stage. I can't say I'm not curious either, it is so entertaining watching her sharp tongue match wits with yours." "Careful, Harlot, you are here by my grace alone, remember?" "Hah! Grace? That's what you call it? No." Haarlep snatched up his throat in their claws, almost cutting into the flesh with the pressure, eyes alight with more than the usual fire. "And you will call me by my name, now, Archduke." The title was a snub, and Raphael knew it, but the incubus had a hold on him in more ways than one. "Fine, Haarlep," he gasped, the pressure finally relieving just slightly. "There's barely any difference anyway." He averted his eyes just for a moment. Wrong move. "You will look at me when addressing me," their hand was now gripping Raphael's chin savagely, "and I am not beyond silencing that rude little tongue of yours either."

And up to date now for #BG3OpenTheVault and #SpillYourInkwellBG3 with this Free Space - I decided to go for an older piece, the first time I properly wrote #BG3Raphael x #Haarlep
archiveofourown.org/works/50727289
From my main (complete!) longfic!
archiveofourown.org/series/3766246
#BG3NSFW #BG3

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Sample:
 Barcus found himself wishing for the burns just as hungrily as he had welcomed the spice of the meal earlier. Perhaps it had not been so strange to compare food to this kind of pain, or so he would have thought if he had the capacity remaining for comprehensive analysis of his situation. 
     The gnome’s body was moving of its own accord – writhing under each burn, drawing long moans from deep in his lungs, subtly shifting to show new areas that had yet to feel the splash of wax lighting up his nerves with…with… 
     Pain? Pleasure? The two were as completely entwined as silk thread in a spider’s web. Inseparable and creating the most beautiful snare from which he found himself unwilling to escape.
     With time, his mind and body felt both completely combined with one another and yet somehow…detached, floating. There was a soft haze around him, a sweetly seductive feeling of peace. Even the addition of the riding crop bruising his thighs and rear between the splashing of the wax felt more relaxing than torturous. 
     Was this the love of Loviatar that Abdirak spoke so highly of? Or was this all merely the care of the priest himself making pain feel truly like a thing that could hold and deliver affection? 
     It didn’t seem to matter much either way, the feeling was the same no matter the source. This wasn’t at all like what he was used to, leagues away from everything he had known with Wulbren…
     Ah. There it was. The tension began to return to his body with a single name filtering into the back of his mind once more. How could he think of laying here, baring himself in the middle of the woods, when his—...when Wulbren was in danger. 
     “Windmill…” He muttered reluctantly, and in an instant Abdirak’s joyful shouts were silenced, the candle snuffed, the crop dropped to the mud.
     “Dear one, I apologise. I did not mean to go too far.” The priest’s voice was as soft as the touch upon his shoulder, a single hand meant to ground, to reassure.

Sample: Barcus found himself wishing for the burns just as hungrily as he had welcomed the spice of the meal earlier. Perhaps it had not been so strange to compare food to this kind of pain, or so he would have thought if he had the capacity remaining for comprehensive analysis of his situation. The gnome’s body was moving of its own accord – writhing under each burn, drawing long moans from deep in his lungs, subtly shifting to show new areas that had yet to feel the splash of wax lighting up his nerves with…with… Pain? Pleasure? The two were as completely entwined as silk thread in a spider’s web. Inseparable and creating the most beautiful snare from which he found himself unwilling to escape. With time, his mind and body felt both completely combined with one another and yet somehow…detached, floating. There was a soft haze around him, a sweetly seductive feeling of peace. Even the addition of the riding crop bruising his thighs and rear between the splashing of the wax felt more relaxing than torturous. Was this the love of Loviatar that Abdirak spoke so highly of? Or was this all merely the care of the priest himself making pain feel truly like a thing that could hold and deliver affection? It didn’t seem to matter much either way, the feeling was the same no matter the source. This wasn’t at all like what he was used to, leagues away from everything he had known with Wulbren… Ah. There it was. The tension began to return to his body with a single name filtering into the back of his mind once more. How could he think of laying here, baring himself in the middle of the woods, when his—...when Wulbren was in danger. “Windmill…” He muttered reluctantly, and in an instant Abdirak’s joyful shouts were silenced, the candle snuffed, the crop dropped to the mud. “Dear one, I apologise. I did not mean to go too far.” The priest’s voice was as soft as the touch upon his shoulder, a single hand meant to ground, to reassure.

A second #BG3OpenTheVault #SpillYourInkwellBG3 is this introspection, mid #BDSM, because that's just how it goes sometimes~
#BarcusWroot x #Abdirak in The Wroot Of Pain with a good old "hear me out" and "mind the tags"
archiveofourown.org/works/64932712
#BG3FanFic #BG3Fic #BG3 #BG3NSFW

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