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Tynithia
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Writer (fanfic & original SciFi) | Geek Auntie 🍷 | BG3 / D&D account | she/her | Latina | #DekariosFamily | profile art by @fedemexyart.bsky.social

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Tynithia @tynithia.bsky.social · Aug 5
The Dekarios lineage, may not be eccentric as the Harpells or as celebrated as the Silverhands, they are no less important.

With Ellandra as my guide & Gale as my muse, here are their stories weaved into the lore.

archiveofourown.org/series/4496482

#bg3fanfic #writer #DekariosFamily #Waterdeep
Collection of pictures of my original Dekarios characters from my various original stories about them and how they fit into the Forgotten Realms lore.
tynithia.bsky.social
#TavQotd

“Ellie, since when are you shy?” Astarion asked.

“I’m in my underwear in front of my great-grandson!” She said.

“Yes, this is not ideal,” Gale grumbled.

#DekariosFamily
Four characters in a hazy green spa. Two are relaxed. Two are not.
November 25, 2025 at 1:11 PM
tynithia.bsky.social
Gale never stood a chance. 😂

#bg3 #DekariosFamily
November 25, 2025 at 12:46 PM
tynithia.bsky.social
Never Be Mine' - Chapter 14 is posted! 💜

Saera has a talk with Morena about choices, ambition, and trade-offs.

CW: Pregnancy, infertility.

archiveofourown.org/works/676656...

#DekariosFamily #bg3fanfic #bg3 #bg3postgamefic #writer
November 23, 2025 at 5:39 PM
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nyyankeechick.bsky.social
#Jokesters
November 23, 2025 at 3:55 PM
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inventingreality.bsky.social
#author #indieauthor #amwriting #writingcommunity #authorsky
November 22, 2025 at 1:30 AM
tynithia.bsky.social
This was Ellandra’s adventure… zero chill, no patience, and she just wanted TO GO HOME!

😂

#bg3
November 22, 2025 at 4:57 AM
tynithia.bsky.social
#BG3qotd Your top Non-TavDurge related ships.

Balduran/Ansur
Barcus/Wulbren
Halsin/Nettie

In fact, I wrote an entire series about Balduran/Ansur and their messy relationship. ⚓

archiveofourown.org/series/4175683
November 20, 2025 at 3:31 AM
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lovemarriagebg3.bsky.social
❤️ Meet @tynithia.bsky.social ❤️

"Former Disneyland character turned Radio DJ turned adult. When I am not stuck in DC traffic, I spend my free time in Faerûn rolling the dice or writing stories. I also have a cat, an impressive first edition collection, and enjoy a good glass of wine. Well met!"
November 20, 2025 at 1:02 AM
tynithia.bsky.social
Gale the “baby whisperer”?

Snip from “Never Be Mine’ - Chp 12

archiveofourown.org/works/676656...

#DekariosFamily #PostBG3fic #writer
November 18, 2025 at 5:06 AM
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purplewhispers.bsky.social
#sanguinesonata #bg3fic #tavstarion

Astarion has thoughts about his newfound freedom, the past, the next step, himself, strong companions, an obnoxious companion, and mirrors.

A bit of a character study, canon-div building, and bickering.

archiveofourown.org/works/74309956
Header of my oneshot "A Spawn's Musings" It contains the following info: characters: Astarion, Shadowheart, Durge, Gale, OC tiefling, Scratch, Lae'zel tags/tw/cw: Act 1, Act 1 Astarion being Act 1 Astarion, Character study, implied and referenced rape/non-con, implied and referenced torture, canon-divergence, Tsundere Astarion, Banter, Bickering. The Summary: He didn't own anything but the clothes on his body. He'd have to sleep in the open hadn't he been quick to pretend to have strained a joint in his hand, so Gale would help him put together a tent. He was surprised to find himself quite efficient with the dagger he had stolen and sewn into the inner linen of his doublet, but how much good that did him against a horde of filthy goblins he had already seen. He didn't have a family, no connections, no favours to pull. What did he have? One old dagger. A couple of rings, also stolen and hidden away many years ago. And a small group of individuals who shared the same appalling experience of having a Mindflayer tadpole shoved into the brain. And his body. - Stuck at camp while they waited for Archdruid Kagha to return from an important mission, Astarion finds himself in the unusual situation of having a lot of time on his hands. Time to reflect on his situation, the next step, and, last but not least, the companions who have joined their quest so far. From their respect-inspiring leader, Durge, to the newest addition, a bard the gods seemed to have put on this world for the sole purpose of going on Astarion's nerves. Screenshot of a snippet: Astarion glanced at D'ylân, who stared at the spot Scratch had been in until he trotted off after the raven had left. He was a perfect fright, with his glowing eyes and expression turned grim. Astarion swallowed and tightened his hand around his dagger. He wasn't stupid enough to start a fight against a man who was more than a head taller than him and looked like he could break his neck with one hand, and certainly not with two companions so close by. But if there was the slightest chance that the bard would show his true, devilish face, Astarion wasn't willing to go down easily. "Hm? What's up with you now?" D'ylân looked up, catching Astarion staring. His face immediately changed when the frown disappeared. It didn't exactly soften, but he seemed curious instead of hostile. But should Astarion needle him with another insult, he was prepared to bite back in kind. "Nothing! Leave me alone!" Astarion huffed and turned up his nose, arms crossed in front of his chest. He ignored the stifled laugh from Shadowheart and Lae'zel's irritated groan. "I'm trying! I really am!" D'ylân laughed. It sounded relieved, as if he was grateful Astarion offered him a distraction from his bleak thoughts. "You know, I could do without you scowling and spatting at me at any given moment. But alas, you don't seem able to resist. I suppose such is the curse of being too charismatic for my own good." Grinning smugly, he stroked over the neatly groomed beard that covered his chin. "Charis— Oh, fuck you." Astarion felt the tips of his ears turning hot when Shadowheart didn't even try to hide her giggles anymore. Even from Lae'zel came a short, amused scoff. Fine, that asshole could have that point. There was enough time to even the score before the day was over. Image of Astarion writhing in pain when he realises the sun is shining into his tent, directly hitting his face Now awake and remembering where he is, Astarion has sat up, arm on his knee, and scratches his face. He looks outside at the nice, very sunny day with a smile.
November 16, 2025 at 9:19 PM
tynithia.bsky.social
#TavQOTD Is your Tav a self insert?

No, I wish I was as cool as Ellandra. Standing up to gods, punching wizards, cool Mom…

However, Saera, my Post BG3 OC… the nerdy girl, who writes books, drinks wine, yeah, maybe…

😂
November 16, 2025 at 9:20 PM
tynithia.bsky.social
Gale takes Saera back to their secret hot springs in ‘Never Be Mine’

Thank you @denesmera.bsky.social for bring this scene to life ❤️ I’m screaming! 🥰

Also @sp4rr0wsw3nch.bsky.social for the making a cool mod!

#DekariosFamily #bg3fanfic

Chp 13 - 🌶️
archiveofourown.org/works/676656...
November 16, 2025 at 1:21 PM
tynithia.bsky.social
Gale and Saera work through their past to go forward together, in the latest chapter of 'Never Be Mine' 💜

archiveofourown.org/works/676656...

#bg3fanfic #bg3postgamefic #DekariosFamily #writer #exestolovers
Snip from Never Be Mine fic - Gale Dekarios (bg3 canon), male with dark brown hair, olive complexion.
November 16, 2025 at 12:31 AM
tynithia.bsky.social
Tonight's photoshoot was with Gale with his parents, Morena and Aaron. I did have trouble getting them out of the kitchen.

#DekariosFamily #bg3photomode
Gale Dekarios, Morena Dekarios, Aaron Rolana. Gale Dekarios, Morena Dekarios (mother), Aaron Rolana (father - OC) posing for the camera. All formally dressed in black. Gale Dekarios, Morena Dekarios (mother), Aaron Rolana (father - OC) posing for the camera.
November 15, 2025 at 11:42 PM
tynithia.bsky.social
#tavqotd #lilypadQOTD

Human (petite), Bard, my stats would be negative strength, high dex,
Lawful Good.

😂
November 15, 2025 at 10:21 PM
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emmyfandentherran.bsky.social
Chapter 90 of "Song-Hexed" is now updated on AO3. be warned: it's brutal.

archiveofourown.org/users/EmmyTh...

#BG3 #baldursgate3 #ao3
November 12, 2025 at 11:11 PM
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helynedekarios.bsky.social
I'm late for the first day, but I wrote a little Rolan x Anna for #BG3firstsweek Day 1: First Kiss

Full ficlet can be found here:

archiveofourown.org/works/74070271

VP by @bl00dless.bsky.social

#sacredthunder #rolan #lorieanna
November 12, 2025 at 3:25 AM
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tynithia.bsky.social
'Never Be Mine' - Chapter 13 is posted! 💜

With their love renewed, Gale and Saera cannot keep their hands off each other. They head to his family's estate for the rest of the summer.

#DekariosFamily #bg3fanfic #writer #nsfw

➡️ archiveofourown.org/works/676656...

📸 by @justdebzong.bsky.social
Snip from the fic 'Never be Mine' - white text on a purple background. “I thought we needed to be there by noon.” “We will make it.” Gale kissed her, then slid down her body, hiking up her skirt. She laughed again, as he gently pulled down her silk panties. “I have trouble traveling on an empty stomach.” Gale Dekarios (BG3 canon character) brown hair human man with a beard wearing purple briefs. Saera Ilanora (OC) blonde hair human wearing blue lace bra and panties.
November 9, 2025 at 6:45 PM
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reflectingstars.bsky.social
One day late, day one drabble for, #BG3FirstsWeek, specifically 'First Kiss.' 845 words, no chapter warnings (collection is rated explicit).

“𝑌𝑜𝑢 𝑎𝑟𝑒 𝑠𝑎𝑦𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑏𝑟𝑎𝑤𝑙𝑒𝑑 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑛𝑔 𝑚𝑎𝑛 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑛, 𝑎𝑓𝑡𝑒𝑟𝑤𝑎𝑟𝑑𝑠… 𝑘𝑖𝑠𝑠𝑒𝑑 ℎ𝑖𝑚?”

“𝑌𝑒𝑎ℎ.”

- archiveofourown.org/works/630011...
TEXT: 'Chapter 3: Your First Kiss' (No warnings, mentions of alcohol). NOTES: For #BG3FIrstsWeek, specifically 'First Kiss.' Thomas recalls his first kiss during a pleasant wine-fuelled conversation, and Gale's imagination is captured in turn. PREVIEW: “You expecting some kind of amusing story?” Thomas actually laughed as he said it, and he had so rarely done so since they’d met that Gale knew that the rather lucky vintage of wine they’d found had sunk deep into his companion’s blood. Especially considering the topic, one that every other member of their eclectic party had either avoided giving a proper answer to earlier or turned pink in the cheeks as they did. “Not necessarily amusing,” Gale said softly, gaze wandering over Thomas’s messy red hair. “Just… a story! Mine was hardly engaging itself.” “Eh, I dunno, the way you told it made it feel like a bit of an epic,” Tom replied. “Mine was just... spur of the moment. I was a young lad, nearly adult, and he was the same. Bit shorter than me but a little bit older, charming smile, smart mouth. Hadn’t thought much of him for a long, long while, we’d even had a scrap or two.”
November 11, 2025 at 8:34 PM
tynithia.bsky.social
Today was a federal holiday for me, I am going to get so much writing done!

#writer
November 11, 2025 at 9:10 PM
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gemma-babbler.com
Another snippet from my Honors Project story

Eleri speaks about being marked a slave and what she asked in return. A slave who made demands, how curious.

There is much editing to be done please be gentle.
Most slaves wore a plaque, or they were branded. I wore a bracelet high on my forearm. It is the shape of a snape, made of beaten gold with glimmering glass eyes a darker green than my own. He said I earned it with my behavior, but that chide was delivered on a laugh. There were words I cannot read on the inside edge. He said they just declared me his and not to worry about them. I told him I would wear no such mark if he did not wear one in return. He laughed, heartily. I remember that I waited out the laughter until he realized I was serious. When he silenced I took the twisted band of metal my father had made me long ago from my bicep. I put it on his wrist. He paled as he looked at it. Something in him shifted but what it was I couldn't place. He touched the metal and considered it for a long time, then nodded to me and left me there alone. He has never taken it off and we have never spoken of it again.
November 11, 2025 at 8:11 PM
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sasha-arilda.bsky.social
So I accidently did the first prompt a day early before I knew what it even was, so here we go 😅

archiveofourown.org/works/73925261

#BG3FirstsWeek #BG3Fic #BG3Events
Broken Memories: Lae'zel and Arilda. - Royals_Sasha - Baldur's Gate (Video Games) [Archive of Our Own]
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
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November 10, 2025 at 9:39 AM
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smooti.bsky.social
I'm being a big brave kid and actually sharing something I wrote for #BG3FirstsWeek, Day 1, First Kiss

Which I decided to be about Minsc and Tanis's first kiss rather than Tanis's first ever, as I've had this rattling around in my brain for forever.

#bg3 #bg3events
Finding the Words - smooti - Baldur's Gate (Video Games) [Archive of Our Own]
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
archiveofourown.org
November 10, 2025 at 8:59 PM
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themontess.bsky.social
On this grey and wet Monday, I am happy to present a dose of comfort in the form of Halsin and Amora's first kiss, for #BG3FirstsWeek

archiveofourown.org/works/73948211

#Halsin #FemaleOC #Amora #SeasonsOfTheBear
Devour her. The thought became a command, as Amora made the first move. Surrounded by customers and neighbours, she grabbed the druid by the roots and pulled his face down to hers, catching his lips in a kiss that left him open mouthed, on the back foot. Where her attention had been on the revelers, now her gold-flecked eyes met his own. "I swear you forget I speak bear sometimes," she muttered. "Either that, or you expect me to believe the wood beneath my ass is for whittling."
November 10, 2025 at 12:28 PM
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gemma-babbler.com
#BG3FirstsWeek

Here's Halsin and Cella's first kiss!

The full piece can be read here. There's a chapter before it, Too Many Beds, but both are fine on their own. It's pretty stand alone episodic, the Halsin and Cella stuff, but nice altogether as well.

gemma-babbler.com/2024/12/11/h...
"You don't have to do all of this," she told him. He smiled patiently as he shook his head. "As you've said, a lot. I will keep doing it though. It's what you need." "I don't need anything." "Ah, my dear heart. You do. Moreover, you deserve it. And we will spoil our friends too when they return but maybe not quite so... intimately," he noted with a chuckle. She let him go enough that she could stand on tip toe as his hands found her elbows. He helped lift her just enough that she could kiss his cheek. His smile softened as he looked down at her, and, with the shyness of a boy faced with his first love, he pressed a light kiss to her lips. It was brief, a query as much as a statement. When he found himself answered with a smile his heart surged and he bent to kiss her again, far more thoroughly before he swept her into his arms. "Come my life, let's eat before this gets cold."
November 10, 2025 at 9:48 PM