[Insert story] [Gayle x Tav] /!\ Nécessite d'avoir lu De Sang et de Pluie /!\ Quand Silesta frappe à la porte de la tour de Gayle pour lui demander d'être son mentor, elle ignore qu'elle expérimentera bien plus que la magie.

Waking with no memory of her past save for her name Evie must lead an eclectic group to rid themselves of the tadpoles in their heads. Along the way she fights the darkness that seems to be part of her soul. Can she fight her nature and keep herself from losing the one good thing she found? Trigger warning for the opening chapter mentioned SA.

The words themselves were easy enough to understand. He knew what sentiment was meant to be expressed in those simple words. But he didn't know what secrets those words held, what bitter truths were meant to lay hidden behind such a lovely lie, what cruel reality disguised itself in this phrase that made something stir in his cold, unbeating heart. (Astarion romance, Female Tav)

Dame Aylin is no stranger to different touches – the touch of her mother's ethereal hands on her shoulders as her blessing or guiding her arms with the power of a divine smite. The more aggressive touch of an enemy's blade or armored fist trying to take down the daughter of Selûne. The healing touch of a cleric and the gentle touch of her beloved. But over the course of a century t

Elizabeth Arcana, halfway to her 30s, is sick of her life. Her discovery of a certain game and of a certain vampire brought her joy. Enough to abandon her real life to spend more time with him, get to know him, and even love him. She wakes one day to be IN the game, thinking it a dream, only to find it to be very real! Her fantasy love was about to get a little more personal.

Des années après avoir déposé son instrument, Nymuë espérait prendre un nouveau départ, loin des mauvais souvenirs et des regards de travers. Mais l'attaque soudaine d'un Nautiloïd bouleverse ses projets ; accompagnée de camarades d'infortune, elle se lance à la recherche d'un remède... et trouvera bien plus en chemin. [OC Tav x Astarion][Family Found]

Just felt like writing a thirsty little one-shot of two of my fav BG3 women. After the battle of Moonrise, Shadowheart wakes to an empty bed, only to find Minthara seated in Ketheric's throne. Smut ensues. Hope you all enjoy and comments are always appreciated! Might do some more BG3 one-shots in the future.

Lae'zel finds Clive in Karlach's tent and contemplates its worth.

Bloodletting is a remedy that is hardly possible to estimate too highly. Or that's what they say. Siobhan has enough darkness in her past that maybe a little bloodletting is called for. Unbeknownst to her, Astarion is more than happy to oblige.

While the tieflings of Elturel and rest of the group is celebrating the defeat of the goblin leaders, Tavarius wandered off my himself. Thinking he might want some company even if he wants quiet, Alfira follows after him. When she finds him cannibalising himself, she ends up as the confidant to his struggle with the choices he's made.

The party has concluded Act II and are on their way out of the shadow-cursed lands. When they make camp everybody eagerly takes advantage of the evening to relax. Minthara just wants a comb, food, and sleep, but her lover Durge has a larger plan in mind, if they don't wake their companions that is... Fluffy, smutty, light and fun one shot. Read and review SVP! Censored for FF

What happens when a famed Vampire Slayer finds out one of her team is a Vampire Spawn? Emotional angst and shenanigans, that's what. Follow the journey of Ishta, the once dreaded Blood Huntress of the East, as she discovers how one person can change every conviction she ever had about the nature of good and evil.

A series of rules, memos, and other documents translated from Qualith tablets found in the largest illithid colony in the Underdark. In the Ceremorphosis Unit, they transform prisoners and thralls into new mind flayers to serve the colony's Elder Brain. But even in this cruel and alien culture, there is still typical workplace drama and passive-aggression...

Fidelius the mind flayer thrall is kidnapped by agents of a rival elder brain that kill his master and infect him with an illithid tadpole. Suddenly able to think for himself but still feeling the effects of years of brainwashing, Del tries to find a cure for the tadpole, take vengeance on the Absolute, and maybe even make some friends along the way.

Starting in Act 1 of BG3, this follows Astarion and his plan to seduce "Tav", a tiefling sorceress named Meia. Everything goes exactly to plan - or so it seems.

Pages from Gale's poetry journal - poems dedicated to Athena.

Athena is washing the blood off her face, when Gale approaches her with a gift. While his dreams are filled not only with a sun that shines during the night but also Athena, the Chosen of his heart struggles with fears.

When Athena Dekarios is bringing some order into the tower, she discovers Gale s Last Letter which thankfully never had to reach her. What does reach her, however, is a certain realization.

Gale and Athena get to take a well-deserved bath in Sharess Caress. A short OneShot about devotion, intimacy, hopes and promises.

Cazador is powerless, his power ready to be riped. It's time for Durge to choose: help her lover ascend, or not. How strong is love, in the end, when fear is at the highest? Is trust enough when safety is at hand's reach?

Astarion is drawn to the fiery tiefling, Karlach. As their bond deepens, he faces the pain of her burning touch and his own hidden emotions. Amidst the stars, they confront their fears and embrace their love. Will Astarion endure the heat for Karlach's warmth, or will their differences tear them apart?

Dying isn't any easier the second time around. It isn't any easier the third, or fourth, or any time after, either. In fact, Astarion thinks it might be getting harder. Or: Five times Astarion is killed and one time his friends refuse to let him die.

[Novélisation] [Astarion x Tav] Quelle est donc l'histoire de cette anonyme enlevée aussi à bord du vaisseau des flagelleurs mentaux et embarquée malgré elle dans cette incroyable quête?

Dawn, a Cleric of Selûne, has been torn from her faithful mission in Baldur's Gate. Instead of helping those in need, she is fighting for her life against Illithids, Goblins, and deities. On her quest, she meets the reclusive Wizard of Waterdeep, and finds herself being guided by more than just faith. Is there room for two in her heart?

She lowered her weapon, a cautious question leaving her of her own accord, unsure what she wanted for an answer. "And what do you want from this?" Aradin's smirking mouth hovered near, not far above hers, fleeting, teasing. He chuckled, more to himself, then murmured, "Only to help you," as if it were matter of fact. "And to walk away with my coin, alive." This is about Aradin XD