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@lil-faeling.bsky.socialOct 5, 2026, 12:29 AM

tags don’t work in brackets, gotcha 👍🏻

#faelingoc
#faelingvp
#faelingwrites
#faelingart

I also sometimes tag the games I play, like:

#faelingbg3
#faelingffxiv

I play a variety of games, but I am obsessed with bg3 and dragon age

I’m reasonably new but enjoying ffxiv (first final fantasy game)

@lil-faeling.bsky.socialOct 5, 2026, 12:27 AM

hey, I'm raven! 👋 here you'll find: oc yapping (#faelingoc) dragon age and bg3 obsession my attempts at vp (#faelingvp) irl moments/complaints (adhd/bpd fun) some writing when I get to it (#faelingwrites) art, either mine (#faelingart) or others shared enjoy the ride, we're in it together ✌️

@lil-faeling.bsky.socialOct 3, 2026, 10:23 AM

A snippet from my wip fic of Rook Ziva trapped in the Fade Prison ✨

"Injury"

#WriteSky #WritingCommunity #WritingPrompts #WIPSnips #faelingwip #faelingwrites #dragonage

"Bellara?" "Your friend is dead." Her voice wasn't its usual cheery tone, but judging, angry. "Dead and gone," Lucanis echoed from the darkness. "It was your fault." Emmrich. Oh how she wished to be in his arms again, hear his soft, calming tones reverberating through her body and into her soul. But his voice wasn't soft at all now. It was harsh, critical, intimidating. "Your fault," Taash echoed, their anger sounding barely contained. It was all her fault. From the beginning. Every failure, every injury, every death. All because of her.
@lil-faeling.bsky.socialOct 3, 2026, 10:15 AM

Snip from my wip longfic of Vespera's journey through the events of BG3 ✨

"Dirty"

#writesky #writingprompts #TFOTSnip #writingcommunity #wip #bg3 #durge #faelingwip #faelingwrites

They opened their eyes, squinting at the clouded orange light coming through what looked like a dirty window. Lifting a hand, they noticed splatters of dried blood on their fingers, hands, even arms. Looking down, they could see a smattering of more dried blood on their clothes. Was it their own blood? Or did it belong to someone else? Vespera shivered at the thought.
@lil-faeling.bsky.socialSep 16, 2026, 7:12 PM

A snippet from near the start of my self-insert BG3 fic, "Dream A Little Dream" (yet to be published or finished)

"Call(ed)"

#WIPSnips #WriteSky #WritingCommunity #WritingPrompts #faelingwrites #faelingwip #bg3

A snippet from ellipsus - a dark rainbow background with white text, which reads as below: He called me lovely? I knew I must look like a train wreck, green hair tangled all over the place, no makeup to cover my over-sized pores, dark under-eyes and poor complexion. Not to mention I was just wearing casual, baggy clothes I normally wouldn't have been seen dead or alive in - black track pants and a far too loose tee with a faded graphic on the front. I knew he had to be joking, so I did what I usually did when someone made fun of me, and my head lowered, my shoulders slumped, and I basically curled inwards on myself. It wasn't a great response, but years of being a punching bag for people had created whatever coping mechanisms I had now. A cool finger pressed under my chin, lifting my head back up to look into those pools of scarlet. "You don't believe me? I'd be more than happy to show you just how lovely you are." The smirk remained, and my entire face felt like lava was trying to seep out of it. "I-uh-um-no-I-uh-"
@lil-faeling.bsky.socialSep 13, 2026, 6:03 AM

Snippet from the beginning of my long fic about Zivandriel's journey throughout BG3's events.

"Distract(ed)"

#WIPSnips #WriteSky #WritingCommunity #WritingPrompts #faelingwrites #faelingwip

Snippet from ellipsus - white text on a dark rainbow background. Text is as follows: Distracted by the prospect of stopping and sating her hunger and thirst, she didn’t hear the careful footfalls in the trees to the left, coming straight for her. She didn’t know she was being hunted until she felt the cool metal of a dagger being pressed to her throat, and an arm wrapping around her torso, stopping her dead in her tracks. A smooth male voice spoke softly by her ear. “Shh. Not a sound. Not if you want to keep that darling neck of yours.”
@lil-faeling.bsky.socialSep 11, 2026, 2:38 PM

Snippet from my Solas POV fic that's (hopefully) almost done!

"Exhaust(ed)"

#WIPSnips #WriteSky #WritingCommunity #WritingPrompts #faelingwrites #faelingwip #solas #dragonage

White text on a dark rainbow background - a snippet from ellipsus. The text is as follows: Initially, he was too exhausted and weak to even dream. To enter the Fade had been beyond reach when first the darkness took him to rest. But now, after however long it had been, he finally felt the Fade within reach. His eyes opened, narrowed against the greenish glow he'd come to recognise as the flowing energy of the Fade. It felt warm, like a cozy hearth at your feet on a cold wintry night, flames crackling on rough-hewn wood. It felt like home.
@lil-faeling.bsky.socialSep 3, 2026, 11:57 AM

Sex pollen meets Dark Urge fic in progress, thanks Vespera 🤭🫣

Cw for mentioned removal of body parts (just dark urge things 🤷🏻 )

#faelingoc #faelingwrites #faelingwip
#nsfw #nsfwocdaily #ocnsfw #oc #ocsky #bg3 #durge #darkurge

Vespera stared at her pale elf companion, a mixture of hunger and crazed lust in her eyes. "Astarion if you don't fuck me right now I'll rip your cock from your pelvis and fuck myself instead." She baulked at her words the minute they left her mouth. "Gods I'm sorry I don't know what's wrong with me right now, FUCK!"