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unpunishable - ethel cain / georgia o'keeffe
Very normal bg3 activities...
Nine-Fingers Keene. I want that woman to stab me, then fuck me, then stab me again. Then I can die slowly while watching her and Jaheira fuck each other.
"Did You Miss Me?"
It was one month since the battle of Baldur's Gate, one month since everything. Kethric Thorm lay dead at last, Orin and Gortash were defeated and the crown of karsus lay lost in the Chionthar.
Jaheira still wasn't used to it, being back in the city after so long away. Even before the battle, she'd been camping out in The Elfsong with that merry band of adventurers. She'd grown accustomed to their noise despite not being with them for long. That warm feeling of being part of an adventuring party once more. They were all gone now, back to whatever lives they'd lived before the nautiloid or carving out new ones: Gale back in Waterdeep, Shadowheart searching for a home with her parents and Lae’zel, Astarion doing some sort of vigilante work within the city (she'd met up with him a few times) and Minthara, Wyll and Karlach back in Avernus. Jaheira almost wasn't used to the silence. Maybe that's why she found herself in the Lower City sewers, checking in on an old friend far more often than she had in the past. Sure, Jaheira may have retired from the Harpers so the inner workings of the Guild were hardly any of her concern anymore. But, well, Minsc and Nine-Fingers were working together now (sort of?). She may as well be checking in every so often to make sure they hadn't killed each other.
Jaheira glances over at Astele. They're sat across from each other, Astele behind her desk wading through important looking paperwork and Jaheira on a little stool in front of it. They'd been sitting together like this in silence for what felt like an hour. Comfortable silence. Jaheira had bought a book with her to read (some novel she'd started before leaving for the shadow cursed lands, she hadn't gotten the chance to go back to it until now) just listening to the scratching of pen on paper and Astele's gentle humming.
“Did you miss me?”
Nine-Fingers barks with laughter, not even bothering to look up, “You seriously think I've had the time?”
Jaheira just hums in response. It made sense; between dealing with the Steel Watch, Bhaal's assassins, the Stonelord and a failed coup by the Zhents it was unlikely Nine-Fingers had even had time to think of herself. Let alone her enemy? Ally? Sort-of-friend-maybe-more? Jaheira still wasn't exactly sure what their relationship was at this point.
“Besides,” Astele finally looks up, meeting her gaze, “I knew you'd come back.”
“Ah, your offering to Kelemvor would imply otherwise. “
“Somehow I'm sure not even death could keep you away.”
all of this raises but one question.. as the meme would suggest..
i know you would all take nine-fingers at this point, but in which way?
a. in a fight
b. in a fight.. right?
do me a solid and just reblog this saying what time it is where you are and what you’re thinking about in the tags.
I don't know much but I know I want to give Jaheira more kids
BG3 Companions as Weird Old Newspaper Clippings (courtesy of yesterdaysprint)
Wyll:
Karlach:
Gale:
Halsin:
Lae'zel:
Shadowheart:
Astarion:
Jaheira:
Minsc:
Minthara:
Et tu, Minthy?
Celebrating Ides of March drow style 😎
(don't remember where I found this screenshot, hope OP - whoever they are - doesn't mind. Reach out if it's you and it shall be acknowledged)
My piece for the @bg3womenswrongs zine!! I was out of town when it was announced we could share these, but I've been so excited to share!!
Minthara, of House Baenre
‘playing a bard in bg3 is so cool and fun like you’-
*a bard in combat*
SHOUT OUT TO EVERYONE WHO STILL TRIES TO GET BACK INTO THE SWING OF THINGS AFTER DEPRESSION HIT THEM HARD. THERE ISN’T ENOUGH RECOGNITION FOR THOSE PEOPLE WHO KNOW THAT THEY’RE GOING TO LOSE INTEREST AND MOTIVATION AGAIN BUT PUSH THEMSELVES TO DO STUFF ANYWAYS. YOU ARE FIGHTING A DAILY BATTLE WITH YOUR OWN THOUGHTS AND YOU’RE STILL COMING OUT ON TOP, YOU’RE ALL BRAVE AS FUCK
What it feels like to be in love with someone??
“You are killing me, and you are keeping me from dying. That is love.”
— Mahmoud Darwish.
“match my freak” how about you match my poetic misery instead
I will absolutely yell at anyone about Jaheira/Nine-Fingers and/or Karlach/Minthara! (Or other BG1, 2, and 3-related things!!)
Messaging people for the first time is so hard. What am I supposed to say? Like, "You seem really odd and your blog intrigues me. Do you want to have philosophical conversations or perhaps talk about fictional characters?" What! Whatever. I will just follow you back and stare at your blog with my big beautiful brown eyes.
After 3 weeks of working on this piece it is finished.
“Mine” Karlach and Minthara painting. This was one of my favorites and I a have few more I’m working on in this style. More pairings to come too but these are my top!
Look at these beautiful Beans!
I hope you enjoy this painting at much as I do.
I might have given somewhat not clear prompt to Ms. Gregory but she nailed it as Minthara. (it was supposed to be cruel speech to drow and other living thing that those betrayed and laughed at her of Menzoberanzann when she took it over, back as a ruler) But anyway, I did little bit of edit because she addressed me directly (so one part might be feel weird, just little bit because I don't know how to edit smoothly). I will be more clear to her or anyone for future request.
@by-izzmizz @harpershigh Here you go, you Minty worshippers. 😂😂
My Girlfriend and Her 27 Daggers (aka 19 Fingers)
I am not a fan of 'do gardening to relax' cause of reasons, but I thought rendering every single element would be a nice meditative experience.
The rest of the daggers are there somewhere.
37 hours, Procreate, lots of questioning my sanity over background details
If you see a lineart mistake, no you don’t.
My thanks go to @ octavia_tav on X for Jahehe reference and the @ misshighharper (Jake?) for the inspiring meme about knives and also @ graciescribbles for the gentle push
Slit throats are red, Mindflayers are blue, We'd risk it all, For a Hamster called Boo
Help I spent 3 hours on this 😭💀
AH-mazing!
She is quiet. Sharp tongue stilled. The noises she makes are soft and contented, never mind how Jaheira’s teeth scrape, how the bruises bloom. When Jaheira’s mouth moves lower, her breath hitches, her fingers tangling in Jaheira’s braids, and still she does not speak. “What?” Jaheira raises her head. “None of the Guildmaster’s trademark quick wit?” “A good commander knows when to shut the fuck up and do what needs doing,” Astele breathes, “and I am a good. Fucking. Commander.”
have had this sequel planned since i wrote the first fic :") very happy to finally finish it!
I got mine yesterday!
Well overdue!
https://www.instagram.com/p/DEknRpiv6RV/
Medusa and the blind woman in love
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