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Between the Jaws of Fate by tworavens
Fandoms: Baldur's Gate (Video Games), Dungeons & Dragons (Roleplaying Game)
28 May 2024
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This is a short series of vignettes depicting the relationship between The Dark Urge and Enver Gortash as it unfolded before Baldur's Gate 3. There will be blood, angst, and smut. Buckle up, folks! (SMUT CH. 5)
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“And where are you going?”
“I prefer to celebrate my deals with a different brand of sin,” Her words were slow and deliberate, spelling danger in every syllable, “Care to join?”
“If you’re referring to further murder, my dear assassin, I give my sincerest apologies, but I must decline.” He laced his words with humor, clarifying that he had no qualms with her activities. He couldn’t help but be frustrated that she was declining his further hospitality, though.
“Why?”
“It wouldn’t do for an up-and-coming leader to be seen engaging in such carnal behavior,” He chuckled, drawing a small laugh from her as well. It pleased him. Enver changed course from his path to the liquor cabinet, moving toward the woman until he was right beside her, gently breathing down her neck, “Pleasurable as it may be.”
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Bloodstream by tworavens
Fandoms: Baldur's Gate (Video Games), Dungeons & Dragons (Roleplaying Game)
14 Apr 2024
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When Astarion and Aly (Tav) decide to be friends instead of lovers, he thinks it is the right decision. It doesn't take long for him to realize he's wrong, especially as he watches her fall in love with the wizard.
Now, after the endgame events of BG3, Gale has left Aly behind to pursue 'greater ambitions,' and Astarion is left to pick up the pieces. Will he finally get to reverse his mistakes and turn his best friend back into his lover?
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Despite the growing distance between them, Aly had come with Astarion to stop Cazador’s ascension without question. It was she who yanked him from the beam that was drawing his essence into his old master. She helped him realize that taking the ritual’s power for himself wouldn’t bring him happiness. It was she who he called for as he wept on the ground, she who had held him close.
The following morning, he’d thanked her. It was perhaps the most genuine thanks he’d ever given. How could it not be? She’d saved him. She was the most wonderful person he knew. And he’d let her go.
This was the first time Astarion knew that he’d made a mistake.