Hi there! I'm Moonwytch on AO3, and I also write under the pseudonym Shadowfallen. I've been obsessed with BG3 ever since it came out, and I still play it often. I fell in love with Shadowheart and her character arc in ways I've never experienced before, and I've written about her more than anyone or anything else. At the moment, all of my writing revolves around her. I mostly write smut/romance with f/f pairings, and sometimes, I explore more plot-heavy themes.

Here is a list of all of my works, with a short description of what they're about:

~Selûnite Shadowheart fics~

Atop Piles of Gold

Your peaceful life in a countryside cottage gets spiced up one night when Shadowheart decides to introduce a little roleplay into your sex life.

Under the Old Apple Tree (co-written with RandomIntrovert)

It's springtime, and Tav and Shadowheart have been toiling away in the garden, but now it's time to take a break under the old apple tree. Things heat up fast.

Great Library Escapade

Sorcerer Tav can't keep their (mage) hands off Shadowheart as they visit the House of the Moon in Waterdeep.

Seed of Light

You and Shadowheart have been trying to have a baby in the cottage; this time, you have Selûne's blessings on your side. Take me like you hate me

Selûnite Tav indulges in the spider meat, becoming mega horny and distracting Shadowheart who takes matters into her own hands before Tav ruins her mission in the Gauntlet of Shar.

~Dark Justiciar Shadowheart fics~

The Old Yearning

Mother Superior Shadowheart has invited you to share a glass of wine in the cloister, but you have no idea that her feelings for you have taken a very dark and obsessive turn…

Catch Me If You Can (multichapter)

Tav and Dark Justiciar Shadowheart's favorite pastime is playing dangerous games of cat and mouse.

Seed of Darkness (co-written with RandomIntrovert)

Dark Justiciar Shadowheart comes to visit you in the dungeon, and she might have something that will make the pregnancy she has longed for a reality…

In Her Dark Embrace

As the moonless night arrives, you and the rest of the Sharrans, led by Mother Superior Shadowheart, ready yourselves for a Nightfall ritual and the act of wickedness it requires.

To Defy The Gods - [83k+ words] on going

Mother Superior Shadowheart has emptied herself of falsehoods and embraced the inevitability of loss. Almost. She can’t let go of Tav, clinging to the last flicker of light within her. But everything is fleeting in the life of a Sharran, and Shar's embrace grows ever tighter. How could she ever even dream of defying Lady Shar? And if she did, how could there be anything after?

If there’s one fic of mine I would recommend above everything else, it would be this epic redemption arc of Dark Justiciar Shadowheart. Click here to see what extra I've shared about it on tumblr.

~Alternative Universe fics~

The Goddess of Silver and Shadow [Goddess AU]

The newborn goddess Shadowheart descends upon Baldur's Gate and takes it over. You are chosen as her entertainment for the evening. Where the Heart Stays [Ranch AU, oneshot, 18k + words]

After moving back to her home town, Eliza is encouraged by her adoptive mother, Jaheira, to try something new, so she signs up for riding lessons at Hallowleaf Ranch. There, she gets reunited with her childhood friend, Jenevelle "Jen" Hallowleaf, and soon, something more than friendship begins to blossom between them.

Before The Last Brew - [coffee shop AU, 23k+ words] on going

A mysterious new barista named Shadowheart arrives in town, turning the mundane everyday life of aspiring author Clara Whitfield upside down. (Modern Coffee Shop AU). Wild Brew [Before the Last Brew side story, coffee shop AU]

Clara spends her days working on her novel at her favorite coffeehouse and pining after a certain dark-haired barista. One afternoon, her pining turns into thirsting, and she starts writing a smutty story about a Wild West-era sheriff and a certain outlaw called Shadowheart… I mean Shadowscar, totally not Shadowheart. No Good Deed - [Outlaw/Wild West AU] on going

A Wild West AU with a unique world of The Broken Frontier I created for the story. Features Outlaw Shadowheart who's coming to a deadly confrontation with her gang and the choices she makes alters her whole future and lead her to meet up with the fiercely independent rancher Eliza.

Artwork of Shadowheart from To Defy The Gods by @cylinderarts

OTP Vibes Game

I got tagged in a OTP vibes game by @future-ghoost ❤️

Rules: Post some pictures of your OTP and their vibes, some info, and a song(s) that fits their vibe. That's it. Edit as you please.

Here's some low pressure tags: @strugglingcomet2, @fogno, @callmelyrus, @oldlight117, @marlfox1017, @cylinderarts, @eliteseven, @string-queen, @knightdelt, @bonechillen, @camelcasethoughts, @noir-selune-and-sombra, @chaosroid

OTP: Clara (Tav) x Shadowheart

Dynamic: Tortured Past x Healing Present

Fate: Soulmates Who Help Heal Each Other

Songs:

Vibes:

Hi Delt! 😊Shadow of the moon is the working title for a bigger project I've had in my mind probably for over a year now, but because it is a multichapter story, maybe even multiple parts, I'm unable to commit to it in the near future. It's a Silverheart story, the main driving force beyond it, is wanting to write a story about how she and Tav might go about getting rid of the hand curse, a fix-it fic in the same vein as TDTG is for DJ 😊 It would also show parts of their journey during the events of the game (Tav is a selûnite druid who has a deep, deep hatred of Sharrans, something she must overcome during the story) and even parts of their first year in the farm before they go out in their journey.

Hi fogno! 😊This idea was born after I wrote that oneshot about officer Shadowheart and thought man that was fun, I want more! What else are there? Oh firefighters are hot too (pun intended 🔥) and I guess AUs are part of my thing now 😄 There will be classical stuff like a cat stuck on a tree, named Mortimer, who needs saving. Tav's cat. Tav goes to thank Shadowheart at the fire station later, we get to see Shads in hot firefighter uniform etc. 😂 I might even make it multichapter but it will at least start out as oneshot.

Hi comet and hehe, should have guessed 😉I might have mentioned this to you sometime, but that is the working title for a fic where Dark Justiciar Shadowheart, by magical means, accidentally impregnates Selûnite Tav during their Nightfall Ritual encounter (they've had this whole hatefuck thing going on before that). Tav finds out, after the events of the game, that she's pregnant, she hides the pregnancy from DJ Shads and goes into hiding. Mother Superior doesn't like this though, that Tav suddenly just disappeared, and sends Sharrans to find, capture and bring Tav to her. I want to experiment several things with this, mainly writing in first person so that we're stuck in Tav's pov. Also jumping between timelines, the current moment and memories from the game period.

Hello marlfox and thank you for your question! 😊 Oldlight also asked about the same one, so you can see my answer here ❤️

As a bonus, here's my vision of captain Hallowleaf 👀🔥

Hi Oldlight! 😊 Queens of the Sea is the working title of my Shadowheart x Tav Pirate AU! Shadowheart is known as captain Hallowleaf, the fierce pirate queen captaining the ship Shar's Embrace. Tav is an OC called Eveline Valmont, a noble woman turned into piracy, known as captain Valmont. Captain Valmont has crossed captain Hallowleaf in the past and snatched a treasure under her nose. Captain Hallowleaf and Shar's Embrace are back, ready to claim back what's hers and let's just say things get very heated in and out of battle 👀 So it would be a pirate story (most likely a long oneshot) with enemies to lovers romance plot 😊

Hello Eldritch! 😊Lyrus asked about the same wip, so you can see the answer here ❤️ P.S. Yours are sensible as well 😊

Hi Lyrus! 😊I haven't done a lot for The Ranch pt 2 yet to be honest (I've mainly fleshed out Eliza and her background story more), I just know I want to write another part to it, maybe a third too if I find the time. I think there's two main possibilities, that I continue the story pretty soon from where it stopped at the first part and show the beginning stage of their relationship and falling in love. Or I skip a bit and it will be summer (I was kinda testing out the vibes with those Eliza/Jen kiss prompts). People can let me know in the comments or dms which they would prefer, by the way, I'm currently open for suggestions regarding that 😊 But I know for sure there will be a plot point revolving around the ranch! Like there will b some trouble Eliza and Jen need to work together to solve and protect the ranch!

WIP Game

RULES: make a new post with the names of all the files in your wip folder, regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous. let people send you an ask with the title that most intrigues them, and then post a little snippet or tell them something about it! and then tag as many people as you have wips want.

I got tagged by @eldritchelfwriter

I'm just gonna go out and say I of course have wips for the next chapter on all my on-going fics (To Defy The Gods, Before the Last Brew, No Good Deed).

The WIPs:

No pressure tags to @cylinderarts,@callmelyrus, @fogno, @oldlight117, @future-ghoost and @strugglingcomet2 and @bonechillen

Hello and thank you for the delicious prompt ❤️I love writing about the Ranch AU, Where the Heart Stays, girls as well, and we also came a full circle as I wrote my first kiss prompt about them and now this is the last prompt I've got left! I was also imagining that this scene continues from the first kiss prompt. So here's some Jen x Eliza lazy kissing from Jen's pov 😊

Kiss lazily

The searing heat and pleasure gradually faded and settled into a warm afterglow. The rhythm of Eliza’s tongue eased up, her movements slowing into gentle, soothing licks before stopping altogether. Eliza’s head peeked from between Jen’s spread legs, and Jen couldn’t help but smile at how adorable she looked, her expression radiated satisfaction.

“And here I thought I was the one getting satisfaction,” Jen teased her.

Eliza’s lip curved into a lopsided smile. “Mmm, I love making you feel good.” Her fingertips traced Jen’s thigh, moving slowly over her hips.

“You do, darlin’. You make me feel real good,” Jen whispered, her chest feeling light and warm, her eyes shimmering. She reached for Eliza’s arm and tugged it gently, coaxing her to move closer. Eliza came willingly, draping herself across Jen, her head coming to rest on Jen’s chest.

“I could fall asleep right here,” Eliza whispered, nuzzling against Jen’s skin before closing her eyes.

“Go right ahead, Liz,” Jen murmured, her hand caressing Eliza’s hair slowly.

It didn’t take long before Eliza’s breathing evened out, her body becoming heavier on top of Jen. Jen couldn’t help but smile; she was unsure if she had ever seen anything quite as adorable, though there had been many moments with Eliza that did compare.

Jen’s gaze drifted upward to the dusty windows of the barn. The late afternoon light streamed through the gaps between the wooden beams, casting golden light and soft shadows across the hay-strewn floor. The world outside moved on, but here, time stood still.

The sound of Eliza’s deep breathing filled Jen’s ears, blending with the distant hum of cicadas and the gentle creaking of the barn. Occasionally, a bird flew close by, its calls echoing through the ranch. One bird decided to settle on the barn's roof, its song a lullaby of summer’s warmth.

Eliza moved her head in her sleep, her hair brushing and tickling Jen’s nose. She smelled like hay and sunshine and a hint of sweat from their day’s work and more intimate activities. Jen traced her fingers slowly through her hair; the dark blonde strands felt soft between her fingers.

They had been together for over half a year now, but the moment still felt almost surreal to Jen. After years of loneliness, longing, and one disappointment after another, she had been convinced everyone would leave her in the end. But Eliza had come back to Pine Hollow, and Eliza had stayed.

Just like she had promised.

It was like a dream Jen never dared to believe would come true.

She couldn’t leave her parents—she didn’t want to. The ranch was her home, and she loved everything about it: the horses, the mountains, the quiet rhythm of the land. The mere thought of trading all this for a city of concrete, plastic and glass, where nature was something to be pushed aside, made her shudder.

But staying meant sacrifice. She had seen it happen again and again, watching her peers leave one by one, chasing big dreams of money, success and everything in between. After her last girlfriend had left for the city without looking back, Jen had resigned herself to a life spent alone.

Then, out of nowhere, Eliza had returned. A childhood friend, a familiar face, a spark rekindled. It had all felt surreal, like something out of a romance movie. But it was real, and the proof lay in her arms.

There had been a hollowness in Jen’s chest where loneliness and yearning had settled. But now, that space was filled with something else—contentment. A deep sense of relief in being truly seen, appreciated for who she was, and still chosen.

It wasn’t only contentment that filled her; there was love too, and for the first time, she wasn’t afraid to feel it, and she was not afraid to hold on to it.

Jen loved Eliza.

And Eliza loved Jen.

The thought made Jen’s heart beat a bit faster. She shifted unconsciously. Jen felt Eliza stir slightly against her chest before a soft sigh escaped her lips. “Sleep good, Liz?”

“Mmm, I loved it,” Eliza murmured, nuzzling deeper into Jen’s warmth. “You make a very good pillow.”

Jen chuckled, the movement shaking Eliza slightly. “Oh, I got plenty of talents.”

Eliza’s eyes darkened at the implication, her voice lowering. “Mmm, that you do,” Eliza murmured and reached to plant a kiss on Jen’s lips.

Jen hummed against her lips and cupped her cheek. Her green eyes regarded Eliza’s light blue ones for a moment as she searched for the right words.

Eliza’s fingers curled around Jen’s and squeezed it slightly as she waited for Jen to gather her thoughts and share them with her.

Jen took Eliza’s hand and laid it over her heart. “When I said you make me feel good, I didn’t just mean, y’know, that kind of way. I meant this, too. You make me feel like I matter. Like I ain’t just here, but seen. Wanted. Loved.”

Eliza's eyes softened, a slow smile tugging at her lips. She pressed her hand a little firmer against Jen’s chest. “I haven’t just found a home in Pine Hollow. I have found a home in you. I have found belonging with you, Jen.”

Her words felt almost overwhelming to Jen—overwhelming in the best possible sense, the way your heart is so filled with love you’re not sure what to do with it all. So Jen acted instead, capturing Eliza’s lips in another kiss. She moved her lips slowly over Eliza’s, savoring each moment—there was no hurry.

They had harvested the hay earlier that day and stored it in the barn. It felt soft under Jen’s back, and the smell was so fresh it was almost invigorating. But Eliza’s body draped over her own was even softer as it pressed against her. Jen couldn’t help but explore the familiar contours of Eliza’s body with her fingertips, savoring each sigh and little moan she could coax out of her lips.

Jen paused, gazing into Eliza’s eyes. The barn around them faded into soft shadows, leaving just the two of them, wrapped in warmth. Only a gentle breeze found its way into the barn, its cool touch caressing their heated skin as their warm bodies pressed against each other.

There was no hurry to deepen their kisses. Jen lazily brushed her lips over Eliza’s again, who, in turn, seemed to be content with this unhurried pace as well.

Eliza had shown her that love didn’t have to be complicated or mysterious. It could simply exist between two people, filling the spaces between them. Sometimes happiness was as simple as lying in a sun-drenched barn, kissing the day away, and knowing neither of them was going anywhere.

The world outside was bright and loud, but here, with the scent of summer and the warmth of Eliza’s skin, Jen had everything she needed.

There was no second-guessing, no worrying about the future. It was the kind of happiness that lingered, as golden and timeless as the sunlight filtering through the rafters.

This was happiness without hesitation, a silent promise of more summers like this. More love. More kisses in barns, under the stars, in this quiet place that was theirs.

There was just this moment, the softness of Eliza’s skin against hers, and the slow, lazy kiss that whispered, We have all the time in the world.

A/N: Check out all of my kiss prompts here.