RennaSolarus
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"Gale? What's wrong?" Ari asks.
Leaves shift again and fall from her hair as she sits up. He rubs at his temple and shakes his head again.
"I- I'm sorry, Ari," he says shakily, trying to sort his thoughts. "I don't know what just happened… I think I had a vision? I'm not sure."
A long silence stretches between them and Gale looks at her uncertainly.
"Ari?"
"Oh gods, Gale, I'm so sorry - I -"
The realization feels like a guillotine has chopped his heart in half.
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The beginning of an exploration in how Gale comes to terms with his attraction towards multiple people, as well as his hangups from his previous relationship. A dash of Astarion's growth thrown in there too for good measure.
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- Part 3 of Tales of Love & Loss
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"Give me your hand," he says as he holds out his own. "I would show you Gale's Folly, now."
He takes your proffered hand and presses it to his chest. The orb begins to glow a brilliant purple as he opens his mind to you, and although your tadpole wriggles uncomfortably in your skull, you open yours too.
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- Part 1 of Tales of Love & Loss
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But Astarion had to be careful. None of them knew his condition and he had to ensure that it remained that way. Better to sneak around and seem innocuous than to be staked through the heart. He'd have to be stealthy and choose the one least likely to talk.
So one evening, as the companions fell asleep and the stars twinkled beautifully in the night sky, he decided on his mark. He stalked silently towards his prey as she slept, the fire illuminating the side of her face and, more importantly, her neck. His eyes zeroed in on the pulse faintly visible under her skin. His mouth watered. As he approached, his eyes fluttered closed with the promise of hot, fresh blood…
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- Part 2 of Tales of Love & Loss
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In this expansion upon the In From the Cold quest, Renna must battle not only Zenos, but her long suppressed feelings towards him as well. There's no time to waste as she and the Scions chase after him and Fandaniel to avert the Final Days, but the consequences of ignoring her pain inevitably catch up with her.
Will she be able to stop him from wreaking havoc upon the world?
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"Estinien."
He looked up, startled. His name in her voice was like a spark. Her gaze lingered on the fire for a moment longer before she turned to him, pulling her auburn hair away from her face. The flames illuminated her skin and Estinien found himself staring, caught between the serious tone of her voice and the burning in his cheeks. The air seemed to shift around him.
"Yes?" he asked. Something in her emerald eyes lit a fire deep in his belly, awakening a dormant desire he didn't realize he still possessed.
"Why did you come on this trip?"
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A collection of one shots that tell the story of how my and my friend's Tavs eventually become a polycule with Gale, Astarion, and Halsin.
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Rolan can't remember what made him this way. Bitter, insufferable. He only knows he wants things with her to be different. A series of encounters between Rolan and the person who is teaching his black heart how to hope.
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08 Dec 2024
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"Sit still and behave."
She's feeling impatient for some attention from the Master of Ramazith Tower. She decides he needs to let off some steam; Rolan decides to teach her some proper respect.
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08 Dec 2024
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Rolan miserably fucks a pillow while thinking big thoughts. He thinks about how obnoxious you are and how it's completely unfair that you've forced him into such a state. Unfortunately for him, his train of thought betrays his determination to hate you.
What are you to do now? Storm Ramazith’s tower atop a glittering pegasus? Perhaps you’ll declare him a poor maiden in need of a hero and expect him to swoon and fall at your feet? Should he kiss you for luck as well? Give you a handkerchief? For all the painful obedience he’s given to Lorroakan, it would be a simple thing to give it to you instead, wouldn’t it? So far you’ve asked for nothing, (not that he would’ve given you anything besides a pinched declaration of thanks) but surely his bill is due soon.
Surely you’ll come to collect since you’re so adept at finding him no matter his location.
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08 Dec 2024
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Rolan could recall, with complete clarity, the first time someone touched the dark red handprint on his chest.
He didn’t need to look down to know it wasn’t a match. How many times had he pressed his own hand against his chest, trying to make his long, clawed fingers fit the much smaller handprint, so that he could burn the feeling into memory?
Or, AKA, "Rolan has a soulmate"
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08 Dec 2024
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08 Dec 2024