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Hello 👋 I'm Staris, He/Him. 🏳️‍🌈 Level 60+ a Sims 4 & BG3 creator. 🔞NSFW Artist.🔞 🚫NO AI🚫 Commissions are OPEN! Artificing wizard who rigs, and assembles ambiances.✨ NSFW artist bringing visions of consented passion to life. DM for commissions.✨

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Bog@herecirm.bsky.social · 21h ago

Sychik on Tumblr made houppelandes which was very exciting to me, so I had to run and dress Sax up. I like his winter styled version but I did accidentally turn him into Santa.

CAS images from The Sims. On the left, Sax - a pale-skinned, masc-presenting Sim with long black hair - is wearing a black patterned houppelande with scalloped edges, grey tights, soft black ankle boots, and a bronze diadem. On the right, he's wearing a red and gold houppelande trimmed in white fur with a white fur hat, red tights, and black ankle boots with grey wool socks.
the pale lawyer™️@thepalelawyer.bsky.social · 4d ago

#SpawNovember - Comfort Part 1/2 After returning from Avernus, they settle in a cottage outside the city. Nerys is in + out as a sellsword, Astarion starts tailoring but the transition is hard Full ~1600 word scene here: ellipsus.com/read/7H8LqaS... #NerysOC #astarys #bg3vp #bg3fanfic #durgestarion

BildAstarion finally came home just as the sun began to threaten the horizon. The door of their cottage creaked open, its hinges protesting the intrusion. Nerys must've been alerted by the sound; she was halfway down the stairs by the time he shut the door behind him. She greeted him in the entryway with warmth that felt like a knife between his ribs. "There you are." She was clad in nothing but a claret sleepshirt that bared the enticing curves of her generous thighs...but just now, he was more struck by her expression. She didn't look angry; her green eyes were bright with affection and what looked like relief as she stood there. "You're...you're not going to ask where I was all this time?" he asked, frowning. "Mm, well, you're home now," she countered, leaning closer to cup his cheek. His eyes were pained as she brushed her warm lips against his freezing ones, her free hand curling loosely around his waist. He let the warm softness of her linger, just for a moment, before he smashed it to pieces…Bild"Well, you're still out there smiting bandits," he snapped. "While I do what? Decorative embroidery?" He threw up his hands. Nerys gave him that long-suffering, worried look that made him want to bite, closing the distance between them once more. She reached as if to brush his curls back from his forehead. "Don't," he warned, and she let her hands drop without comment. "Well, I thought you wanted to try your hand at tailoring," she said instead. "You're quite good at it. I always love the things you make for me." Astarion rolled his eyes. "Good at it," he sneered, feeling a helpless sort of spite clawing its way up his throat unbidden. There was something beneath it that he had no interest in looking at more closely. "Oh, there are other things I'm good at, to be sure, but I'm sure you wouldn't be pleased it if I took them up again while you're off gallavanting around the Cloakwood!"
Oona [Radiant Hopeful]@oona-lovesastarion.bsky.social · 2mo ago

This November is Radiant once again. But this time, we are dedicating each day to a theme centered on Astarion’s Spawn ending. Pick your themes and post whatever you like and use #SpawNovember on that specific day. At the end, I’ll create a video featuring all the entries. #Astarion #bg3