- under construction, but will have to do for now -
#sanguinesonata => D'ylân/Astarion, bantering antagonists-to-bantering-lovers
#Dylanlore => D'ylân-centric
#Ligeiawrites => fic snippets
#bg3VP => Virtual photography
#tavqotd => posted or answered by me
may contain 18+!
- under construction, but will have to do for now -
#sanguinesonata => D'ylân/Astarion, bantering antagonists-to-bantering-lovers
#Dylanlore => D'ylân-centric
#Ligeiawrites => fic snippets
#bg3VP => Virtual photography
#tavqotd => posted or answered by me
may contain 18+!
A few winters ago, during a longer stay at his parents', D'ylân wrote a smutty novella. It wasn't the worst, but also not very good. He had fun and forgot about it.
Just like his mother forgot to tell him that she found the manuscript and, always supportive, had it published.
A few winters ago, during a longer stay at his parents', D'ylân wrote a smutty novella. It wasn't the worst, but also not very good. He had fun and forgot about it.
Just like his mother forgot to tell him that she found the manuscript and, always supportive, had it published.
Before Astarion, D'ylân had many, many casual flings, but he has only one ex-boyfriend, Thorick, an elf he dated for a short time in his teens. Thorick is the son of a rich noble family from the same neighbourhood as D's family. And he's a cunning piece of shit.
In hindsight,
Before Astarion, D'ylân had many, many casual flings, but he has only one ex-boyfriend, Thorick, an elf he dated for a short time in his teens. Thorick is the son of a rich noble family from the same neighbourhood as D's family. And he's a cunning piece of shit.
In hindsight,
'𝐼 𝑤𝑎𝑛𝑡 𝑡𝑜 𝑔𝑜 ℎ𝑜𝑚𝑒', ℎ𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑜𝑢𝑔ℎ𝑡, 𝑔𝑟𝑖𝑚𝑙𝑦 𝑎𝑚𝑢𝑠𝑒𝑑 𝑏𝑦 ℎ𝑜𝑤 ℎ𝑒 𝑓𝑒𝑙𝑡 𝑙𝑖𝑘𝑒 ℎ𝑒 𝑤𝑎𝑠 𝑒𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡 𝑦𝑒𝑎𝑟𝑠 𝑜𝑙𝑑 𝑎𝑔𝑎𝑖𝑛.
'𝐺𝑜𝑠𝑠𝑖𝑝𝑠 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑖𝑙𝑙-𝑡𝑒𝑚𝑝𝑒𝑟𝑒𝑑 𝑔𝑎𝑚𝑏𝑙𝑒𝑟𝑠. 𝐶𝑜𝑢𝑙𝑑 ℎ𝑎𝑣𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑖𝑛 𝑎𝑛𝑦 ℎ𝑎𝑟𝑏𝑜𝑢𝑟 𝑡𝑎𝑣𝑒𝑟𝑛. 𝑊𝑖𝑡ℎ 𝑏𝑒𝑡𝑡𝑒𝑟 𝑚𝑢𝑠𝑖𝑐 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑐𝑜𝑚𝑓𝑜𝑟𝑡𝑎𝑏𝑙𝑦 𝑑𝑟𝑒𝑠𝑠𝑒𝑑!' 𝑊𝑎𝑠 ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑠𝑙𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡𝑙𝑦 𝑚𝑜𝑟𝑒 𝑎𝑑𝑢𝑙𝑡 𝑡𝑎𝑘𝑒 𝑜𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑠𝑖𝑡𝑢𝑎𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛.
'𝐼 𝑤𝑎𝑛𝑡 𝑡𝑜 𝑔𝑜 ℎ𝑜𝑚𝑒', ℎ𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑜𝑢𝑔ℎ𝑡, 𝑔𝑟𝑖𝑚𝑙𝑦 𝑎𝑚𝑢𝑠𝑒𝑑 𝑏𝑦 ℎ𝑜𝑤 ℎ𝑒 𝑓𝑒𝑙𝑡 𝑙𝑖𝑘𝑒 ℎ𝑒 𝑤𝑎𝑠 𝑒𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡 𝑦𝑒𝑎𝑟𝑠 𝑜𝑙𝑑 𝑎𝑔𝑎𝑖𝑛.
'𝐺𝑜𝑠𝑠𝑖𝑝𝑠 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑖𝑙𝑙-𝑡𝑒𝑚𝑝𝑒𝑟𝑒𝑑 𝑔𝑎𝑚𝑏𝑙𝑒𝑟𝑠. 𝐶𝑜𝑢𝑙𝑑 ℎ𝑎𝑣𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑖𝑛 𝑎𝑛𝑦 ℎ𝑎𝑟𝑏𝑜𝑢𝑟 𝑡𝑎𝑣𝑒𝑟𝑛. 𝑊𝑖𝑡ℎ 𝑏𝑒𝑡𝑡𝑒𝑟 𝑚𝑢𝑠𝑖𝑐 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑐𝑜𝑚𝑓𝑜𝑟𝑡𝑎𝑏𝑙𝑦 𝑑𝑟𝑒𝑠𝑠𝑒𝑑!' 𝑊𝑎𝑠 ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑠𝑙𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡𝑙𝑦 𝑚𝑜𝑟𝑒 𝑎𝑑𝑢𝑙𝑡 𝑡𝑎𝑘𝑒 𝑜𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑠𝑖𝑡𝑢𝑎𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛.
"𝐷𝑜𝑛'𝑡 𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑟𝑡 𝑎 𝑓𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡, 𝑙𝑜𝑣𝑒. 𝐼𝑡'𝑠 𝑤ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑦 𝑤𝑎𝑛𝑡. 𝐷𝑜𝑛'𝑡 𝑙𝑒𝑡 '𝑒𝑚 𝑝𝑟𝑜𝑣𝑜𝑘𝑒 𝑦𝑜𝑢."
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Like father like son.
"𝐷𝑜𝑛'𝑡 𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑟𝑡 𝑎 𝑓𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡, 𝑙𝑜𝑣𝑒. 𝐼𝑡'𝑠 𝑤ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑦 𝑤𝑎𝑛𝑡. 𝐷𝑜𝑛'𝑡 𝑙𝑒𝑡 '𝑒𝑚 𝑝𝑟𝑜𝑣𝑜𝑘𝑒 𝑦𝑜𝑢."
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Like father like son.
D'ylân is a noble and hates it. His human mother caused a scandal when she eloped with a tiefling and came back a couple of years later, pregnant, to take over as the new family matriarch. The couple enjoys the fancy side, while D'ylân finds it uncomfortable and restricting.
D'ylân is a noble and hates it. His human mother caused a scandal when she eloped with a tiefling and came back a couple of years later, pregnant, to take over as the new family matriarch. The couple enjoys the fancy side, while D'ylân finds it uncomfortable and restricting.
Optimistic and cheerful by nature, D'ylân deals with shitty days as they come, it takes a lot or something intensely painful to drag him down.
When it happens, he withdraws and puts the shitty energy in his music to take off the edge of the overwhelming emotions. Once the worst
Optimistic and cheerful by nature, D'ylân deals with shitty days as they come, it takes a lot or something intensely painful to drag him down.
When it happens, he withdraws and puts the shitty energy in his music to take off the edge of the overwhelming emotions. Once the worst
When someone pisses him off, banter becomes first vicious, then mean mockery i̶t̶ ̶g̶o̶t̶ ̶h̶i̶m̶ ̶k̶i̶c̶k̶e̶d̶ ̶o̶u̶t̶ ̶o̶f̶ ̶t̶h̶e̶ ̶g̶r̶o̶v̶e̶ ̶f̶o̶r̶ ̶e̶n̶d̶a̶n̶g̶e̶r̶i̶n̶g̶ ̶t̶h̶e̶ ̶d̶i̶p̶l̶o̶m̶a̶t̶i̶c̶ ̶a̶p̶p̶r̶o̶a̶c̶h̶.
If he's overwhelmingly angry and hurt, he'll withdraw and, literally, fiddle up a storm until he can breathe freely again.
When someone pisses him off, banter becomes first vicious, then mean mockery i̶t̶ ̶g̶o̶t̶ ̶h̶i̶m̶ ̶k̶i̶c̶k̶e̶d̶ ̶o̶u̶t̶ ̶o̶f̶ ̶t̶h̶e̶ ̶g̶r̶o̶v̶e̶ ̶f̶o̶r̶ ̶e̶n̶d̶a̶n̶g̶e̶r̶i̶n̶g̶ ̶t̶h̶e̶ ̶d̶i̶p̶l̶o̶m̶a̶t̶i̶c̶ ̶a̶p̶p̶r̶o̶a̶c̶h̶.
If he's overwhelmingly angry and hurt, he'll withdraw and, literally, fiddle up a storm until he can breathe freely again.
The complication of being 6,69ft aside, D'ylân had his share of people touching his head and horns and making "pet/tame the goat!" jokes as the only tiefling child living in a snobbish neighbourhood. So, he'd rather not.
But he's a passionate hair ruffler when he likes someone.
The complication of being 6,69ft aside, D'ylân had his share of people touching his head and horns and making "pet/tame the goat!" jokes as the only tiefling child living in a snobbish neighbourhood. So, he'd rather not.
But he's a passionate hair ruffler when he likes someone.
Another old vs new redo.
July 2025, before the discovery of the bone zone and character rotation 'n stuff
vs
August 2026, new horns, moar skills, still not perfect, but better 😄
Another old vs new redo.
July 2025, before the discovery of the bone zone and character rotation 'n stuff
vs
August 2026, new horns, moar skills, still not perfect, but better 😄
"Why would anyone name their gonads? Why do 𝐼 have to name someone's gonads?! Why would anyone 𝑝𝑎𝑦 𝑚𝑒 to name someone's—"
Apologies, it's been a long night, the bard's drunk, the sun's almost up, and he really needs to go back to the inn and to bed 𝑛𝑜𝑤.
"Why would anyone name their gonads? Why do 𝐼 have to name someone's gonads?! Why would anyone 𝑝𝑎𝑦 𝑚𝑒 to name someone's—"
Apologies, it's been a long night, the bard's drunk, the sun's almost up, and he really needs to go back to the inn and to bed 𝑛𝑜𝑤.
D'ylân is happy with his life as a bard. Music fills his heart and soul.
He sees the world, makes friends, and finds love.
Still, on some quiet nights, he wonders: what if there had been a cure for his inability to control magic?
And would he take it now?
Absolutely not! 🎻🎶
D'ylân is happy with his life as a bard. Music fills his heart and soul.
He sees the world, makes friends, and finds love.
Still, on some quiet nights, he wonders: what if there had been a cure for his inability to control magic?
And would he take it now?
Absolutely not! 🎻🎶
Tea time with D'ylân's parents on his mother's birthday, before the tadpole, and after 💐🍵💖
Tea time with D'ylân's parents on his mother's birthday, before the tadpole, and after 💐🍵💖
A snapshot from D'ylân's part-time job at Madame Grisette's nightclub, the winter before the Nautiloid.
Little did he know that this was the last time he'd work as a professional dom, and his next visit would be as a friend, and to introduce Astarion, the love of his life.
A snapshot from D'ylân's part-time job at Madame Grisette's nightclub, the winter before the Nautiloid.
Little did he know that this was the last time he'd work as a professional dom, and his next visit would be as a friend, and to introduce Astarion, the love of his life.
D'ylân is a horny bard. He loves sex, had lots of it age 18-34, loves to flirt, and has even done sex work a few times for fun.
However, he's surprisingly picky, and has strict rules about consent, honesty, and mutual pleasure. He doesn't use sex to manipulate or get his way.
D'ylân is a horny bard. He loves sex, had lots of it age 18-34, loves to flirt, and has even done sex work a few times for fun.
However, he's surprisingly picky, and has strict rules about consent, honesty, and mutual pleasure. He doesn't use sex to manipulate or get his way.
If shenanigans can be sneaked into the background (like sappily in love spellcasters), shenanigans shall be sneaked into the background!
I̶ ̶n̶e̶e̶d̶ ̶t̶o̶ ̶d̶o̶ ̶m̶o̶r̶e̶ ̶D̶u̶r̶g̶e̶/̶G̶a̶l̶e̶.̶.̶.̶
If shenanigans can be sneaked into the background (like sappily in love spellcasters), shenanigans shall be sneaked into the background!
I̶ ̶n̶e̶e̶d̶ ̶t̶o̶ ̶d̶o̶ ̶m̶o̶r̶e̶ ̶D̶u̶r̶g̶e̶/̶G̶a̶l̶e̶.̶.̶.̶
D'ylân has two scars with stories that are worth remembering, for better or worse.
The small one on his lip is a souvenir from when he was a rowdy, angsty teen committing vandalism, and a hard punch split his lip and put him back on track.
Whether his facial mark
D'ylân has two scars with stories that are worth remembering, for better or worse.
The small one on his lip is a souvenir from when he was a rowdy, angsty teen committing vandalism, and a hard punch split his lip and put him back on track.
Whether his facial mark
Aesthetics was tough, as searching for 'soft cosy bdsm aesthetic' didn't yield the results I had hoped for 😩 But, a cosy, clean tent will also do 😁
Artwork of our OC Dylan Newman by my friend, blastedking.tumblr.com/ (or universelawoffire.com)
Template in the reply 👇
Aesthetics was tough, as searching for 'soft cosy bdsm aesthetic' didn't yield the results I had hoped for 😩 But, a cosy, clean tent will also do 😁
Artwork of our OC Dylan Newman by my friend, blastedking.tumblr.com/ (or universelawoffire.com)
Template in the reply 👇
D'ylân had caught glimpses of the Underdark before and wished his first long stay with strong companions had been under different circumstances.
He respects its dangers, but mostly, he's fascinated by its magical, often haunting, always inspiring beauty.
He'll return.
D'ylân had caught glimpses of the Underdark before and wished his first long stay with strong companions had been under different circumstances.
He respects its dangers, but mostly, he's fascinated by its magical, often haunting, always inspiring beauty.
He'll return.
D'ylân encountered many masters of various crafts during his travels, and they made him a better musician, person, or even lover.
A more recent one, during the tadpole journey, was Farra Anadia, who built him a better, stronger violin.
[Any similarities to real personalities are
D'ylân encountered many masters of various crafts during his travels, and they made him a better musician, person, or even lover.
A more recent one, during the tadpole journey, was Farra Anadia, who built him a better, stronger violin.
[Any similarities to real personalities are
"Glutton."
"Mosquito."
D'ylân doesn't like sweets; he prefers savoury, salty, with strong or spicy herbs.
Fun fact: he was a scrawny kid before they found out he needed a protein-heavy diet, and that's what he likes. His fav is a simple roast, almost charcoal on the outside,
"Glutton."
"Mosquito."
D'ylân doesn't like sweets; he prefers savoury, salty, with strong or spicy herbs.
Fun fact: he was a scrawny kid before they found out he needed a protein-heavy diet, and that's what he likes. His fav is a simple roast, almost charcoal on the outside,
D'ylân is 34, with fluctuating maturity. He doesn't care about his age or the expectations that come with it (especially in regard to his noble background, which he cares even less about).
Being with Astarion for a while, however, makes his age an uncomfortable topic post-game.
D'ylân is 34, with fluctuating maturity. He doesn't care about his age or the expectations that come with it (especially in regard to his noble background, which he cares even less about).
Being with Astarion for a while, however, makes his age an uncomfortable topic post-game.
Do not let the bard cook! Not even if Durge endorses it. Especially not if Astarion endorses it (HE doesn't have to chew through almost raw meat with a charcoal crust).
D'ylân's culinary skill is slightly above "I'd rather starve" so Gale or Shadowheart take over his turn.
Do not let the bard cook! Not even if Durge endorses it. Especially not if Astarion endorses it (HE doesn't have to chew through almost raw meat with a charcoal crust).
D'ylân's culinary skill is slightly above "I'd rather starve" so Gale or Shadowheart take over his turn.
"Up for some company tonight?" with a grin and cheesy eyebrow wiggle.
Might be unusual for a bard and occasional sex worker, but D'ylân is blunt about intentions. It makes it easy for others to consent or reject him before anyone gets uncomfortable (or he gets incinerated).
"Up for some company tonight?" with a grin and cheesy eyebrow wiggle.
Might be unusual for a bard and occasional sex worker, but D'ylân is blunt about intentions. It makes it easy for others to consent or reject him before anyone gets uncomfortable (or he gets incinerated).