Fionn 🌙
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||☕ Cats, Coffee, Chaos☕|| They/He || 29 || Enjoyer of Spice 🌶️🔞 || Feral Cat Vibes || BG3 brainrot || @princefionn.bsky.social
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Fionn || They/He || 29
Main Tavs;
Fionntán Ó Reoánaigh // Lonán Duibhshíth
[Meidhreach and Rynwell]
Virtual photography, Tav lore/TavQOTD. Books and authors I enjoy!
TavxTav ships! [Closed]
Gym, baking, random updates and cats!

🤍/ rt appreciated!
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#tavqotd Please show us your tav/durge with earthtone colors. This can apply to anything.

Silver Husband in Autumn tones (with that touch of white and blue!) 🍂☀️🌙
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The neko dessert tape 😭😭 and the cat in witch hats!! I need them all.
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#TavQOTD
How do they address their God?

Talking to others Fin always refers to Selûne as 'The Silver Lady' - reserving her name only when in the North to family and other followers.

Within prayer he always starts with 'My Lady', politely bowing. Few earn such respect from the cheeky cleric.
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“𝐼 𝑙𝑜𝑣𝑒 𝑦𝑜𝑢, 𝑚𝑦 𝘩𝑢𝑠𝑏𝑎𝑛𝑑, 𝐺𝑟𝑎́ 𝐺𝑒𝑎𝑙 𝑀𝑜 𝐶𝘩𝑟𝑜𝜄́.” ☀️🌙
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all discourse aside, there is one machine with consciousness. it's printers. they are alive and conscious and they hate you and they'd take your arm clean off if you let them. never trust a printer.
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ladydarkka.bsky.social
#TavShip Silver Husbands ☀️🌙

Aaaaaaaa, I know it's Wednesday, but I love #TavShip and I want to show Alex in some painful moments, Fin always there, helping him ;;;;
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#TavQOTD The Silver Lady 🌙

Alex is a new follower of Selûne, and with Fin's help, he has become one of her most devoted worshippers. In Alex's vision, The Silver Lady looks upon him and Fin, and because of her, he now has an amazing husband and a family that loves him unconditionally.
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During their adventure, it was the first time that Fin missed Féile Ghealach an Fhómhair, something he would always make sure he was home for. It was that moment that fear and lack of hope truly dawned on him, a homesickness he had previously been trying to swallow down. Alex could see it though,
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#TavQOTD Family ❄️
Alex has a new life, a husband, a whole new Kingdom to discover, to help, and to be a Leader alongside Fin. However, Alex is not from the Plane he lives on, and the Portal is closed. Alex studies day and night to open the Portal again; he wants to see his family more than anything
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He was yoinked when he was on his way to visit his parents and brother. He hasn't seen them in months at that point so that extra and uncomfortable detour was painful, tho thanks to Faust he was able to at least send them a short message that he's alive.
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churchofpossum.bsky.social
CW // Teratophilia

Catch of the Day
An illustration of a pleasantly surprised seaman on his back being pressed against the rock by his catch, a much bigger merman wearing an old divers helmet. The sun is cutting through the fog, illuminating the mermans translucent dick.
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Rook misses his mother. He misses her cooking, and sitting quietly preparing herbs for her remedies with her and the smell of the tea she likes. When he gets sad about it, Halsin gives him hugs.
#tavqotd
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#Tavqotd

Ares missed Giselle's exams the most. They're quite fun for him, checking her progress, where she's struggling, where she excels.
screenshot of bg3 tav Ares, Half-Elf Wizard, he/they
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#TavQOTD Her dad.

Every day Siraan prayed he hadn't been taken too, that he was still waiting for her back at Baldur's Gate, and that she'd make it back to him safely. 🥺
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ladydarkka.bsky.social
"𝐒𝐩𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐢𝐬 𝐧𝐞𝐜𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐚𝐫𝐲 𝐭𝐨 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐜𝐭 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐈 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞, 𝐦𝐲 𝐡𝐨𝐦𝐞, 𝐌𝐨 𝐆𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐡... 𝐛𝐮𝐭, 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐬, 𝐢𝐭'𝐬 𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐯𝐲..." ☀️🌙
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Fin offered his love a bashful smile as the words rang into the dawn light and as the moon bid them a farewell that night, they stumbled back to camp. Tired, slightly drunk, but happy... and a new fire within that they would be successful, and the next year they would be home to celebrate properly.
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would be an expert.

As the bottle was finished and the fire died down, under the brilliant light of the full moon, the pair sat and with the confidence alcohol gave, Fin opened up and sang; one of the many songs in his own language, despite the pretty voice, singing was something he shy about.
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The pair of them sat that evening, drinking and Fin telling stories of home, and once there was enough alcohol in their systems, he stood and presented his hand to his husband to dance. Showing Alex the steps of the most commonly sung songs, humming the melody so that when they did get home, Alex
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amazing of a man he had found. With a cheeky smile and a nudge, Alex also presented a bottle of mead he had stolen from the tavern they had stopped in that day, again with the promise that it wouldn't be the same, but it was something for now and they could celebrate fully the next year, home.
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Alex giving him that gentle reassuring smile as he cupped his husbands cheeks. "It won't be the same, but it's something." He whispered in those hushed tones that could calm Fin's nerves and soul like a prayer, tears being allowed to fall at the mix of it all; the homesickness, grief, but also how
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His husband having other ideas grabbed Fin before he could sulk away to the forest alone and instead nudged him towards a small clearing away from the wider camp where the trees parted in a way that allowed the moon to be on full display with no obscuring from the leaves; a small campfire burning.