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Full Disclosure: I Am a Monster by 2towels for mmeme
Fandoms: Baldur's Gate (Video Games)
03 Oct 2023
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Wyll offered his arm, and Astarion did not take it immediately to leave room for him to look Wyll’s own outfit up and down. “Thank you, dear.” He murmured distractedly, thinking on the colors of their embroidery together. “Is this the doublet I had ordered from Thay? When did this arrive?” He picked a clawed finger at the seams along the sleeve, and Wyll lifted his arm compliantly, no question needed.
There was an amusement in Wyll’s voice when he responded, “You would know better than I, these things simply arrive in my wardrobes. Don’t tell me,” He leaned forward, and Astarion flitted his own unamused look at the tone he suddenly took on, “We should change, shouldn’t we? What may they think of our arrival if we look so ill-mannered as to clash at our own party?”
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Having moved in with Wyll after the fall of the tadpoles, Astarion has informally established himself as the trophy husband of Duke Ravengard. This is done mostly for his own amusement and so he can hear the circulating gossip as a result, but it has also the unintended side effect of making Astarion hyper-aware of Wyll's perhaps wanting a husband proper, and where a coy vampire lover falls into that arrangement.
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12 Oct 2025
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Robert Chase was born with healing powers. When House hires him, the blonde feels inexplicably drawn to the other man and desperately wants to help him.
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17 Aug 2025
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A Blazing Star by Moonmaiden86
Fandoms: Baldur's Gate (Video Games), baldur's gate 3 - Fandom, Bg3 - Fandom, Dungeons & Dragons (Roleplaying Game)
31 May 2026
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This work will alternate POV between Astarion, Gale, and Halsin, and focus on character exploration, and expanding on a lot of sub-plots from the game regarding the three of them. The canon events will still occur, but a little out of order, and sometimes for different reasons.
The main plot will revolve around Astarion’s gradual discovery of the Black Mass Ritual, and all the Infernal implications of its completion. His past trauma will feature heavily in this fic, and all that entails. The basic idea is that the Black Mass has been centuries in the making, and there are those in the Hells who would rather not see it succeed… at least not as Cazador intends.
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31 Jul 2025
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Mo XuanYu successfully summons the Yiling Patriarch from the dead and exacts revenge on those who wronged him. A cursed arm is detained in Dafan Mountain, and the newly-revived spirit of the most hated man in the cultivation world quietly leaves the scene under his old acquaintances’ noses.
Three years later, someone — a lunatic to some, a dead man to others — sells flowers at the marketplace in the dead of winter.
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21 Jul 2025
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A Werebear, a Vampire Spawn and a Zhentarim Walk Into a Cave... by FridayPlease, WincestielFTTFWin
Fandoms: Baldur's Gate (Video Games)
11 Dec 2024
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Zarys grunted disdainfully at Rugan and spat into Astarion’s cage as she strode by. She seemed entirely uninterested in him, far more interested in the bear’s accommodations. “Pen’s ready for the bear?”
“Yes,” Rugan answered dryly. Astarion’s practiced ear could catch the faintest hint of disgusted hatred in his tone. The man hid it well, under nuanced layers of carefully crafted respect, as false as it was perfect.
Zarys scowled at him fiercely, her lip curling in a disdain she did not bother to hide. “Then fucking open it!”
Cautiously, Astarion cracked an eye open and watched as the bear was inched past him, the massive creature fouled with blood and unconscious, head lolling limply on a boneless neck, pink tongue hanging out past sharp, useless teeth.
Useless, for they were trapped behind an iron muzzle, the goblin-crafted contraption locked cruelly around the beast’s face, locked by jagged metal straps to an equally savage iron collar fastened around the thick, furry neck.
Gods… Astarion found himself staring, realizing the blood coating the beast was goblin blood. You gave as good as you got, didn’t you?
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25 Jan 2025