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  1. Public Bookmark 83

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    “Look, I don’t do this song and dance thing,” Trei tells him. There’s something tired, but still mischievous in her eyes. “If you want to fuck me, just come out and say it.”

    It’s mostly the performance that pushes Astarion forward, until his nose is brushing against her pumpkin hair, and his lips are right next to her ear. This is all meticulously rehearsed.

    But he’s not really sure what makes him murmur, “I want to fuck you.”

    He doesn’t have to. No one is forcing him, or will punish him for failing. He decides swiftly that it’s for strategic purposes only. Purely self-preservation. Having a Zhent with connections on his side, when and if he ever gets to face Cazador, will be incredibly valuable.

    That’s as far as he gets in terms of thinking, because Trei’s hands are curling into the front of his shirt and the pressure of her kiss shoves him against a tree.”

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    (Or: the story of two not-okay elves overcoming their own personal tormentors together, and finding love, healing, reclamation, and a lot of great sex in the process)

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    14 Jun 2024

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    “If you’re so desperate for a taste of him," Lord Szarr said, "perhaps I’ll have you train your new brother this time, instead of Leon.”

    Astarion’s grimace of pain softened with confusion. “He’s—that’s our new brother?”

    “Soon enough. Come now boy, don’t pretend you’re not eager. Look at that handsome figure on him,” Lord Szarr tutted, gesturing at Tyrus. “Full of idyllic dreams; never left the nest. So easy to crush or cradle, I almost worry you won’t be able to focus when this one is around. You like the sweet boys best, after all.”

    Or: Tyrus, a low-born drow with aspirations for necromantic wizardry, finds none of the hospitality he expected from his new noble patron, Cazador Szarr. Quickly he loses his life and future, his hopes and dreams—only to find something new to fight for in the unlikely arms of Cazador’s least favorite spawn.

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    09 Jun 2024

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    Astarion's eyes flick to Tav. And for the first time this evening, his gaze rests. Tav's face shows nothing, carefully composed, unreadable even to Astarion's cunning. It makes his gaze linger. Voluntarily or involuntarily, Astarion isn't certain. He doesn't care. What he cares about is the aura that Tav radiates. He has seen it many times over the years, in Cazador himself as well as in his master's enemies and allies; that promise of power. It's delicious.

    Astarion sees a way out of two centuries of servitude and humiliation under Cazador Szarr in Tav, a fellow victim of the mind flayers' abduction.

    His next steps are instinctive. Manipulation is what he knows, what he's good at, what his master kept him around for.

    The plan works—until Astarion realizes that Tav might be more than he bargained for.

    Or: Allies with benefits turns into a sizzling slow burn. Our protagonists get to know each other by sharing good but mostly bad memories, becoming friends, and eventually more.
    As they do, the events of 1492 DR in and around Baldur's Gate unfold around them. Annoying companions, teasing banter, and trauma included.

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    03 Jun 2024

  4. Public Bookmark 7

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    Baldur's Gate III

    "I do think he's quite dead, darling." Astarion's voice was clear through the fog, a knack he seemed to have. Sev inhaled sharply, trying to taste air over the rancor of blood.

    "I know," he said, a kneejerk reaction that did nothing to soothe the oddity of his morbid actions, especially as he still held the coil of intestines, growing cold in his too-hot hands.

    "Oh, you do, do you?" Astarion asked and his touch was frigid to Sev's blazing heat where expressive fingers brushed Sev's arm. That chill had been noticeable from the moment they'd met as stone-cool arms had hauled him to the ground, despite the sunny day. "Well, so long as you know. Far be it from me to interrupt a man's pleasure...but you may want to be wary of the locals."

    A semi-chronological exploration of Baldur's Gate III events, and life after, in narrative snippets through the lens of The Dark Urge and Astarion. The story lives in small moments. Updates every other week.

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    06 May 2024

  5. Public Bookmark 17

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    The Blue Spirit saves Jet’s life under Lake Laogai.

    And like a true gentleman he carries Jet home and… ties him to the bed??
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    Or: Jet believes he’s getting played like a violin by the mysterious masked vigilante, who also turns out to be a master level seducer.

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    03 Apr 2024

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