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Anonymous asked:

Your muse finds a used condom in their bed. How they'll react?(modern AU)

Sand plucked it off of the bed, nose scrunching. That was meant to be disposed of in an efficient and mannerly way, not to be left sitting around where it could mess up the covers. Disgusting!

If there was any faint suspicion that it was not from one of his and Safiya’s exploits in the bedroom, it would have been cleared anyways - that scent was most definitely his own. Grimacing, he took it in the tips of his fingers and tossed it into a wastebin.

#((wtf r u doing sniffin condoms jackass))#nsfw #((ish))

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What, because Lamashtu’s are perkier? ;D

Well! This is certainly awkward…

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Some quick doodles.

Sand (NWN2)
Sand and Namirelda (NWN2 and BG)
Thay!Medic and Halforc!Heavy (TF2 and D&D crossover)

#NSFW #((ish))#((Kind of))#Myself #Namirelda #glorious leader

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Anonymous asked:

Prompt: Sand deals with Nevalle!

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jarlaxlebaenre

Sand seemed quite bewildered and stood still, one ice-blue eye following Jarlaxle as he circled him. How ever the drow managed to convince him to do this was beyond him, but he seemed quite confident it would work. Maybe it would help.

But then he seemed uncertain, as though he wasn’t sure it was going to do its job after all, and Sand suddenly had a bad feeling. Nonetheless, and perhaps against his better judgment, he continued to go along with this.

Jarlaxle completes his first circle and starts on a second, carefully adjusting the eyepatch a few times in his revolutions. As he paces, he notes Sand’s watchful eye, but furthermore, notes where the wizard’s blind spot begins and ends. The mercenary knows that the narrow window is magnified by the presence of the eyepatch, albeit only slightly. However, that is enough for the dextrous Jarlaxle.

In his final circle, the drow slips into the moon elf’s blind spot, and deftly but tenderly strokes along one of Sand’s ears, dragging one slender finger from the tip, slowly along the helix, tracing to the bottom of the lobe.

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The wizard drew in a deep breath and waited, flinching as he began to stroke the edge of his ear. He shivered at the sensations, but was willing at least to find out if they were somewhat lessened by the eyepatch. This went on for several lasting seconds, and to his disappointment and pleasure he did not think was appropriate, nothing was happening other than...

"I don't think your eyepatch is working," Sand gasped with forcefully measured breath, now flushing full-on scarlet. He shifted and drew his open robe closer around him to hide the stirring in his trousers. Any second now, Jarlaxle should be stopping...

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