Prox (Amber)
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front row seat (at the end of the world) by Prox (Amber)
Fandoms: Baldur's Gate (Video Games)
27 Sep 2025
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A brief Bloodweave moment in Bhaalworld.
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swallow swallow her whole star intact by Prox (Amber) for dancemusicsexromance
Fandoms: The Locked Tomb Series | Gideon the Ninth Series - Tamsyn Muir
07 Nov 2023
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"The imbalance of your stance is frankly embarrassing, little sister," Cytherea says, the soft ocean-green gleam of her rapier held high. "You're not going to last two seconds."
"Then maybe, Teacher," Ianthe says with lamb-sweet deference, "You shouldn't have cut my fucking arm off."
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Or, what if Cytherea lived in blesséd forgiveness and was Ianthe's designated Mithraeum Camp Counsellor?
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oh jeff goldblum, we're really in it now by Prox (Amber)
Fandoms: Stranger Things (TV 2016)
10 Jan 2023
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Steve and Eddie watch some movies.
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those mass murdering hips by Prox (Amber) for reconditarmonia
Fandoms: Disco Elysium (Video Game)
13 Feb 2022
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Dolores appears and changes everything, even Irene.
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Have you forgotten where we came from? The mines they had us in? Air so thick it clogged your throat, stuck in your eyes.
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Why one small American town won’t stop stoning its residents to death by Charlotte_Stant for sophiahelix
Fandoms: The Lottery - Shirley Jackson, The New Yorker RPF
24 Dec 2025
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The picturesque village of Buell, Maine is one of the last in the United States to continue the tradition of the “harvest” or “prosperity” lottery. Its residents insist the lottery makes them stronger, even as condemnation from outsiders grows.
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Bookmarked by Prox (Amber)
30 Dec 2025
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His favorite time ever to finger Gale is right after sex. When he’s all loose and still wet, when that furled little hole is beautifully stretched out and dripping with Astarion’s come. He loves the way Gale tenses up deliciously around his fingers, the way his walls contract uncontrollably as he struggles to maintain his composure.
Or; Astarion ponders the love he shares with his husband, and brings him to his limits.
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Bookmarked by Prox (Amber)
20 Dec 2025
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“Sh-shut up.”
“My loquacious darling, at a loss for words? Just moments ago you were doing so well. Can you still hold it for me, Gale? You only have 13 pages left, you’re so close.”
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20 Dec 2025
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“If you don’t use your magic on me,” said Astarion, one of his hands releasing its grasp on Gale’s wrists to snake towards the front of his torso, tracing gently along his distended lower belly. “Then I’m going to have to assume you want this.”
Astarion’s hand and hips went still, and he became silent for a moment, as though waiting to see whether Gale would move to fight him off – whether Gale’s struggle against him had been a genuine one, or whether there was a strange, secret part of Gale that might just be enjoying this just as much as Astarion was. And for the briefest of moments, Gale did consider using a spell to propel Astarion away from him; it would be so much simpler, in some ways, to put a halt to whatever madness they were currently engaged in, and to happily untie his remaining laces and seek the relief he’d spent the last several hours dying for.
Instead, however, what Gale chose to do was to cross his legs tightly in an undignified, last-ditch effort to hold back what he now knew to be inevitable, press himself back into Astarion, and let out a broken, high-pitched “please.”
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The Bloodweave piss fic that nobody asked for.
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Bookmarked by Prox (Amber)
20 Dec 2025
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These days, most everybody in camp had learned to wave away Astarion’s advances with a laugh. They found the flirtation titillating, Gale figured, or a bit threatening, or some combination of the two. He wondered if anybody else found it sad.
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Good old-fashioned rumination on choice and compulsion. Gale and Astarion shake off their metaphorical shackles.- Language:
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Bookmarked by Prox (Amber)
08 Oct 2025