Tumgik
#non-binary Tav
savepointart · 8 months
Text
Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media
they’re so gender
57 notes · View notes
sweetestlittledarling · 6 months
Text
Tumblr media
The human wizard who defied a goddess and the formerly lonely halfling bard get some use out of the boots of flying sent to them as a wedding present (saving Gale’s knees in the process).
Art by: @ghostly-kal (please go commission them, they are lovely to work with)
One of the reasons I originally got this commissioned because given all the cool epilogue kisses I saw for tall characters, I was worried there wouldn’t be one for my halfling. I half considered making Finley a taller race but it just didn’t feel right, they are a halfling and always will be. Thankfully the game makers came through and Finley got the kiss and the playful nose boop. I am so happy, for both the kiss and the art <3
13 notes · View notes
icescrabblerjerky · 9 months
Text
Chapter the Fourth. Astarion isn't happy.
1 note · View note
deathlywounded · 2 months
Text
Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media
“Hunt” part 2
Previous caption: Rev is a spore Druid/urchin wood elf (my favorite kind of Druid) they have horns due to spending the last years of their life living in isolation away from civilization, adopting the likeness of goats and cervines in the heart of the forested mountains. Such is their love for these animals they decided to keep the horns and the singularly colored eyes (also, they miss the weight on their head when not wearing them) Decided to make them a genderless beast because, hear me out, a shapeshifter being connected to nature n’ living away from human costumes studying fungal behavior. What would a being like that need a damn gender for? Nothing, the answer is nothing.
Here is my art Instagram, I´m far more active there. And do NOT use/repost my work without consent or credit, dammit.
584 notes · View notes
suwisuwii · 6 months
Text
Tumblr media
gift for a frien
126 notes · View notes
3gremlins · 10 months
Text
Tumblr media Tumblr media
you might have thought the best bit of bg3 is all the hot, romanceable people with intriguing personal trauma but actually that's just the 2nd best thing. the best thing is being able to befriend and adopt almost? every animal/baby monster you come across and then PET THEM (you can throw a ball for the dog now and also summon him as a familiar, kinda like the cat in divinity! also i just like talking to the owlbear cub, it's soo cute, they added some more scenes with it from the EA)
249 notes · View notes
riteofthorns · 6 months
Text
Tumblr media
Some recent Alistair & Astarion sketches. I had a realization the other day that I hadn’t drawn a real kiss in years and I needed to change that immediately
35 notes · View notes
forcedhesitation · 6 months
Text
that one bozo who made the gender swapped dame aylin mod: it's unrealistic for minorities to exist in this game because it's supposed to take place in medieval europe!!!!
aasimar, vampires, devils, and dragons aside....
bg3:
Tumblr media
#bg3#thoughts about media#where's the outrage over the existence of a 1950s québécois dish in a medieval european setting? hm??#canada...canada doesn't exist in the forgotten realms. the land which this country occupies does- but the concept of the nation does not.#also! in the forgotten realms- bisexuality is the canonical norm and gender is much more complicated than just a clear cut binary.#several races have words in their languages specifically for transgender people.#and it's not viewed as strange in any way for someone to be transgender. transition is also super easy- as magic exists.#in fact. it's very probable that dame aylin CHOSE the form of a woman. based on what I've read- the divine can easily change their form.#and devils are all varying flavours of non-binary. primarily genderfluid it seems. it's totally normal for them to change form and pronouns#the majority of elven societies practice total gender equality- they do not see one gender as better/worse than the other in any way.#and bg3 actually does reflect the forgotten realms canon. pretty strongly. in this respect.#the illithid are genderless and referred to as such. your elven companions are all bisexual & polyamorous...#...duke stelmane has this title because it's a canonically genderless title. there is no use of sorceress/wizardess for the same reason.#and of course- your player character can swap gender & pronouns midway through the game and no one will care. at all.#like. for all the terrible problems with the forgotten realms- it's become FAR more aware of the fact that it's ridiculous for...#...a fantasy world to restrict gender and sexuality in the all-encompassing & discriminatory way that bigots demand.#also this isn't ammunition for anyone to pick on people who have lesbian/gay or straight tavs or durges.#my own main tav is a gay man.
22 notes · View notes
incognitowetrust · 5 months
Text
Goblins in BG3 be like: "Oi, feckshite! Wot ah yowr pro-nounses so I can frettin' yew proper-like...!!"
10 notes · View notes
sweetestlittledarling · 6 months
Text
Building Little Worlds
Finley peered around the bushes at the wizard, who didn’t show any signs he knew he was being watched, before pulling back and taking in a steading breath. Okay Finley, they thought to themselves, you are covered in dirt and possibly some blood, and you smell like you haven’t properly bathed in over a month but it’s just a conversation. Just a conversation with a handsome wizard who is clearly out of your league. Yeah, no pressure. Finley let out a deep breath before building up the courage to move out of hiding. Hearing their approach Gale looked over and his face dawned a playful look as he leaned back in an inviting way. Just act cool, Finley's inner voice tried to remind them as they already felt the nerves flaring. They took another step closer but stopped suddenly as they found themselves looking at the brilliant show above them.
The usually cursed hazy dark sky was filled with hundreds of beautiful twinkling stars and colorful galaxy like swirls of color like nothing Finley had ever seen before. Not even the real night sky looked so beautiful as this. “Gale,” Finley asked in astonishment as they sat down next to him, “did you make this?”
“Indeed, the curse is still present of course, just veiled and at arm’s length for now,” Gale answered. “Not a trick I can repeat often, but after everything I think we deserve a little bit of starlight.”
“It’s beautiful! I've never seen such a amazin' sky before.”
Gale smiled. “I love this time of night. There’s almost this irreverent silence that accompanies the peak of darkness, when you almost feel like the dawn will never break. The cradle of eternity. The timelessness of lovers.” His eyes turned to Finley as he continued. “The most beautiful of fantasies.”
Finley felt the heat rise as their cheeks burned. Damn, he’s slick, Finley thought. Good thing he’s not a bard or he might kill people with his swagger.
“I wanted to show this to you,” Gale continued without missing a beat, “and if this is going to be my last night alive, I want it to be under a canopy of beauty and wonder with company to match.”
Finley had been ready to protest the idea that this was Gale’s last night, but the 'company' comment caught them off guard sending them back into a tailspin of fluster. Focus Finley! their inner voice demanded. Stop bein' a hopeless simp and help the man!
“I thought this place might bring me peace," Gale continued, his voice filled with defeat. "I thought it might make the weight of what I must do feel a little lighter…but I’m not so sure.”
Steeling their resolve, Finley dared to place their hand on top of Gale's. “Gale,” Finley said, determination clear in their voice, “I refuse to believe this is the end. I promise you, we will find another way!”
“Thank you," Gale said, though not sounding so sure. "But even if we do find another way, perhaps this is the right way. The end fate wishes for me.”
“Well then fate can go and kiss a goblin boot then! I am not lettin’ you sacrifice yourself plain and simple.”
“But there is no point of running from the inevitable,” Gale stated, “Better to meet it on my own terms.”
“But nothing is inevitable Gale! Not when we face it together! I mean look at all the things we have done up till now! Against all odds we are alive, and we have done so much good! We can figure this out!” Finley squeezed Gale's hand reassuringly. “You don’t have to die.”
Gale looked into their eyes and the sadness seemed to wash away. He smiled as he took their hand in his. “One moment with you could sate me for a lifetime,” he sighed, holding tightly to Finley’s hand, “and prize the fear from my heart. I’m so very glad you came to share this with me. I know it’s unreal, but I want you to know I made it for you.”
“For me?” Finley asked, honestly a little lost in Gale's eyes, “You made all of this for me?”
“Yes, you must know that...” Gale paused a moment, looking as if he was trying to find the right words. “That you’re very special to me. If things were different. If we were home, I’d have taken the time to do things properly. To say it all better, but time is short.”
“Gale- “
“I’m in love with you.”
All thoughts stopped in Finley’s mind as they blinked. “Say that again please?”
“If you don’t feel the same or can’t- “
At that moment all the walls holding months’ worth of feelings broke. Finley leaned forward and kissed Gale. It was a quick kiss and a clear shock to both as Finley pulled away. Suddenly all the words that Finley had been holding back came spilling out without warning. “I love you, Gale! I have for a long time, and I was holding back because well you are wonderful and smart and handsome as all fuckin' heck and I'm-"
Now it was Gale's turn to surprise with a kiss, cutting Finley’s words off as their lips met with more passion. It sent tingles through Finley’s body, right down to their toes which curled in their boots. As Gale pulled away, they sighed happily. “You are an amazin' kisser.”
“And you are a bad liar,” Gale chuckled softly, “I lived the life of a hermit before I met you. Safer for all but not conductive to the pleasures of the flesh.”
“Excuse you,” Finley gasped, faking indignation, “I am a great liar! Once I convinced one of my bard college professors I was inflicted with pun-omia.”
Gale raised an eyebrow. “Pun-omia?”
“Yes! The most fatal of illnesses!” Finley answered dramatically. “My brain was filled with nothing but the need to say compulsive puns all day long. I would have gotten away with it to, if it weren’t for the fact after a week of non-stop puns my fellow classmates were ready to murder me.”
“Did you ever have to face any pun-ishment?”
“Oh, what do we have here? A punny wizard?”
“Well, I have been known to play a bit of word play now and again” Gale offered with a sly smile, “you could say I am pun-stoppable. I have a pun-limited number of jokes at my disposal.”
“Well, I guess it’s true what they say then,” Finley laughed. “Love really is an o-pun door.”
Gale let out a laugh as he gazed into Finley’s eyes. “I must say that I’m glad that you feel the same way because it would be a shame to spend my last few hours making an ass of myself.”
“If it were, which it’s not, at least it would be a handsome ass,” Finley offered, gazing back at gale. “Can you say it one more time? Just so I can make sure I heard you correctly.”
Gale’s smile was gentle as they looked at Finley with eyes filled with adoration. “I love you Finley.”
Finley’s heart skipped a beat. “I love you, Gale.”
They sat there in silence for a while, both taking in the unspoken feelings that held on to for so long and now were able to dance freely amongst the stars. Gale’s warm brown eyes never strayed from Finley’s emerald ones as they held tightly to each other’s hand. “I want this to be perfect,” Gale breathed, “to bond with you in the way the gods do, intertwining our spirits in visions of the weave.” He rose to his feet, helping Finley to theirs. “Will you allow me to show you?”
Finley nodded. “Show me.”
12 notes · View notes
comicgoblinwrites · 5 months
Text
Finally getting around to actually posting my Tav, Lia.
I’ve got a pretty well developed backstory for them because I played them in a full campaign prior to bg3, and just tied it in.
They’re an ex-Lolth sworn Drow, turned Selunite cleric/fighter, and then some other things. Their previous adventure (which took them through like, level 10 or so?) was in Ravenloft, so it got pretty dark.
Tumblr media
Name: Lerial, Lia.
Non-binary, they/she. Drow. Cleric of Selune Nextal Selune. Also multiclassed into a fighter.
Weapons: Shortsword, Rapier, Longsword
Armor: shield, scale or chain mail
More under the cut:
Tumblr media
Backstory!
Lirael (Lia) was born to the small drow house Helviafin. Lia was expected to follow their aunt into the priestesshood, and studied in the realm of drow religion, history, and magic. Lia was raised, primarily, by their sister, Drana, and their aunt. And Drana didn’t care much for Drow politics OR religion, and preferred secretly spending time away from the Underdark, on the surface, and took Lia with her on occasional visits. They’d go to the city, or to visit Drana’s partner on the surface. It all started making Lia question things more. If they’d both had the wherewithal to leave sooner, things probably would have ended better. Things culminated with their aunt and the house finding out about their excursions. It didn’t turn out well. Drana’s surface dwelling lover was executed and Drana when Lia was about 50-55 (not an adult yet). Lia eventually left the house, but not gently, and burning quite a lot of bridges (and temples) on her way out.
They ended up at a small temple of Selune, where they spent quite a while (years), getting their feet under them and studying, learning medicine, and about the surface and the world beyond their house. They’ve never had the most stable relationship with the gods, even Selune, and they still have a lot of uncertainty and a hard time trusting. Eventually they took to the road, and spent several years traveling and working primarily as a healer, and eventually adventuring as well.
Until they took a wrong turn into Ravenloft. (This was a campaign that I played in for a while, but we didn’t finish, so I’ve been working with our GM on the What Would Have)
They were in Ravenloft for the better part of 10 years (for them), where, since they lost contact with Selune, swore themself as a cleric of Nextal, a near forgotten god of death. While in the Domains of Dread they became a pretty powerful cleric—a death shepherd—and had a hand in stopping the rise of a new god, helped balance the cycles of life and death in Ravenloft, and fought in a war between several Darklords of the Domains of Dread. But Ravenloft is a generally terrible place and eventually Lia got depressed and desperate enough that she wrangled a way to return to Faerûn. In doing so they were stripped of all the cleric abilities they had from Nextal, and ended up back in the mortal plane, with little magic and only foggy memories of Ravenloft.
AND THEN, pretty much right after they get back, the Nautaloid appears and they’re snatched.
Lia is Mist Touched—because they spent so long in Ravenloft, traveling in the Mists, the Mists are always right at their heel, trying to take them back to Ravenloft. But it takes them a while to notice this, and they don’t tell any of their new companions about it because they have bigger things to worry about. And it’s their own problem anyway. Right? (Wrong.)
I might or might not have a 4 chapter mini-series comic written about all this. I also have a bunch of fics simmering because the tad fools have taken over my brain.
11 notes · View notes
riteontime · 10 months
Text
I went into this game totally blind and said yes to a date with Shadowheart because I thought it would be funny. And now she has me horny on main. Anyway here’s some Shadowheart/Tav pwp.
ao3 link
“Now don’t you dare stop.”
You’re kissing, and it’s more than before. It’s more than the chaste pecks you’ve been able to have in the mornings before you head out, or at night before you go to sleep. More than that first night with the wine that made you feel like you were on fire. Tonight itself is not particularly warm, and you should feel cold. You hadn’t dried off after getting out of the water, not much at least, and you can feel the drops on your skin cooling in the nighttime air. But you have something so much more important to pay attention to.
17 notes · View notes
suwisuwii · 3 months
Text
Tumblr media
[ Sometimes I forget myself, gazing on the beauty of nature's creations. ]
Astra & Halsin for @/Antipurity on twitter
67 notes · View notes
alias-sqbr · 7 months
Link
Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Baldur’s Gate 3 Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Astarion/Tav Characters: Astarion, Shadowheart, Tav, Gale Additional Tags: Gnome Tav, Gender Non-Conforming Tav, Fantasy Racism Summary:
Whatever Astarion might think of gnomes, he wasn't going to insult one to their face when it might get him into trouble.
Not on purpose, anyway.
10 notes · View notes
Text
Yet another Durge/Dark urge on the shelf- Phoenix.
Pronouns they/them, Drow with Red Dragon ancestry sorcerer .
Tumblr media
Phoenix had a bit of a rough go of it in her early years. Drow are big on blood purity and Phoenix is a physical reminder that their family had a dragon at the square dance at one point. They would be made to hide their scales growing up, and told she was a stray they kept around for amusement. Really they just wanted to use phoenix for their Sorcerer ability.
Tumblr media
When the urge takes over, they wipe out their Drow family, and view Bhall as a kind of "savoir". Allowing Phoenix to avenge the unhappy years with and having the strength to protect themselves.
Tumblr media
I'm going to be vulnerable on this thread right now. Part of the reason Phoenix is currently on the shelf is because I'm worried about being too flipping attracted to them to focus. My second run I was totally distracted by my Tiefling Druid Durge. Like I straight up had to reread the dialogue because would be ogling my tav. Both Neil Newbon and Tom De vile have had the same problem while playing so I refuse to be shamed.
5 notes · View notes
ravenswritingroom · 2 months
Text
Here is my Tav. Their name is Tavlyn and they are a non-binary Mephistopheles tiefling, draconic bloodline sorcerer. I’m still working on what their backstory fully is but from the game option they are sage.
Tumblr media
6 notes · View notes