12 Works in Tavylia's Wyll Works
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The Lust Is Always Hotter On The Other Side by PjCole, Tavylia_Sin
Fandoms: Baldur's Gate (Video Games)
29 Jan 2026
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Haarlep's boredom leads them to their favourite hobby - toying with Raphael. This time, they decide to make use of some scrying spells to see what the Cambion's favourite clients have been up to in the middle of the chill weather in the Shadowcursed Lands near Reithwin. What they find gives them more ideas for how to tease and please, with everyone finding their own ways to keep warm in the long night...
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Gale and Wyll steal a little time together to indulge in a fantasy, each taking on a role in a fairytale to play out in the night. Not quite worthy of the Shakespearean stage, but they put their hearts into it, what more can you ask? Adorkable soft fluffy intimacy from a sweet and spicy pair~
Inspired by the BG3 Kinktober 2025 prompt list on BSky, with pairings voted for through August and September through Google Forms and Tumblr, this series explores a variety of kinks at around 1,000 words each. Thank you to everyone who helped decide what to write for each prompt day!
Day 15 - Roleplay and Worship
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- Part 15 of BG3 Kinktober 2025
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Until now, Wyll has managed to handle the monthly curse with the same relentless heroism and endurance that has kept him alive through all the trials of Avernus. But things have changed...it seems Mizora's little revenge trick has made the affliction far worse than before.
It isn't easy for a hero to accept help, especially after coping so long on his own, but when Halsin turns up at his tent door with the offer of kindness and companionship through the long and painful night, it's an offer that's difficult to refuse. Especially with the relentlessness of the druid's kindness.
- Sample -“Few chances for love are granted in the hells, and before that…” Wyll shook his head. “I’ve never shared this, with anyone.”
“And you will tell me if you do not want this, if there is anything you do not—”
Wyll reached up to pull Halsin down into another kiss as his answer. Of course he wanted this. He had lost count of the stolen glances, of wild daydreams, of wilder dreams in the dark of night where his tent felt far larger and emptier than it ought to. And who could he possibly trust more with his body, his heart?Series
- Part 4 of The Red Moons of Faerun
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This is my piece from the free FanZine "Echoes of Devotion" run by Last Light Inn.
The final battle is drawing near, but Wyll and Shadowheart find a moment to themselves to share, finding comfort in each other and the relationship they have formed. A softer romance and an examination of what links the two through their pasts and futures.
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Gale's sleepless dreams have inadvertently been shared via tadpole, hints of his fantasies reaching a certain vampire in the quiet of the night. Astarion and co-conspirator Wyll make their excuses to investigate the disappearance at Sharess' Caress with Gale, a thinly veiled excuse for the three to have some time to themselves...
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Trapped between a Blade and a sharp place, Gale thought to himself as Wyll began to pull off his boots and parted his robes, whilst Astarion worked to undo his belt, kissing along the line of his neck - right above his thrumming pulse.“I thought you said my blood was sour, not safe for your delicate constitution?” He found himself questioning the vampire, the edge of wicked fangs teasing at his skin.
“Perhaps you’re something of an acquired taste,” Astarion purred, nipping playfully at his ear, “stop stalling now, these are coming off before I take a single sip.”
“Gods, you are beautiful…” Wyll’s voice was a reverent whisper, almost a prayer, as Gale’s clothes were gently but firmly removed. The warlock began to press soft kisses against his bare skin, beginning just above the ankle and working slowly towards his knee.
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Haarlep is bored... They manage to organise another little event, a buffet of desire to feast upon all night as various couples and groups enjoy their aphrodisiac tainted wine and specially prepared rooms. However, the wine was a gift from one Volothamp Geddarm. The wizard seems to have something other than tall tales up his sleeves, as Haarlep finds themselves experiencing pleasure through a different lens. It still feels good, of course, but there's something different to normal...
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This is the April Fools "write terrible smut" challenge to use as many awful words for genitals and sex as possible. I gave it a paper thin plot as an excuse to throw Haarlep into the ring with a bunch of favourites.
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Wyll finds himself standing in the House of Hope facing an incubus holding the promise that he might learn to love himself. The Blade of the Frontiers is hesitant to trust a fiend, but it's possible that he might have something in common with Haarlep after all...
A little angst, a lot of identity exploration, and plenty of spice~ This is my entry for Wyll Week with the Day 6 NSFW prompt Kink Exploration. Splitting in 2 chapters as I'm unwell and unable to finish the full fic on time, but the second half will come out soon~
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Wyll had not understood the appeal when his companion had willingly, enthusiastically, offered their body up to Abdirak to receive what should amount to torture...but the look they had after, and the way that the priest spoke of pain had stuck in the back of his mind. Along with a few hundred questions.
It was a tenday later that he heard the man had been seen on a nearby trail, heading in the same direction towards Baldur's Gate. Curiosity guided his feet to Abdirak's camp one evening, where he learned the meaning of both pain and suffering, and how they were quite distinct from one another.
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This was a prompt to write a character examination piece, to explain what it is that people see in Abdirak without going into anything overtly sexual, and cover a little more Loviatar lore. Wyll felt like the perfect character to explore this with, as he is gentler but open to understanding, and there's potential for common ground between them too. I hope you enjoy a little more of a look into the emotions I see in these two~
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It's the night of the Tiefling Party, and despite being a true hero and helping keep all of them safe, Wyll finds it difficult to join the merrymaking. He chooses a quiet spot by the water, away from the noise and celebration, reflecting on everything that's happened in the last tenday. His friends, however, don't want to let him sit out there alone. One by one they drop by, giving him gifts that mean more than they first appear.
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This is my entry to #WyllWeek2024 for Day 2 Flowers. A soft and sweet look at all the hidden meanings that can be found in the smallest of gifts.
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This is my Secret Santa exchange piece for my recipient in the Tav'ern Babes Discord
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Wyll comes face to face with the devil he has been chasing across the nine hells. Of all the things he expected to find in her, kindness was certainly not one, and the closer they become the more he realises they share more than a tadpole and a common enemy.
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“Wyll, come out. You’re going to freeze to death like this.” The embrace released as quickly as it had appeared, as Karlach dunked her heated body beneath the water again. “I can’t really keep you warm, not without bloody burning you, so could you just come and sit by the fire instead?”
Wyll turned, finding his hand gripped firmly for a moment beneath freezing water, the demon - no, the Tiefling’s - skin still almost burning him despite the cold water. As she smiled and let go again, he realised she had covered herself in a thick blanket to hug him, the soaking wool protecting him from the hellfire in her heart, but it was already charred and smouldering. “Karlach? Why are you-”
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A purely angsty indulgence into Karlach's feelings.
Sometimes, we just want a little pain~ But at least there can be those beside us, like Tav and Wyll, to soothe our souls and put a little balm on those wounds.
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“There you are.” The soft voice at her side was almost startling, or it would have been had its owner not placed his hand on her shoulder reassuringly. “I can’t sleep either, mind a little company?”
Karlach wiped her eyes with the back of her hand, trying to stifle the sobs from her voice. “I’m not the best company right now, Wyll.”
“I disagree.” He sat beside her, leaving just a little gap between them, but leaning towards her with an unspoken invitation to come closer if she wanted. “You don’t have to be or act any way to be worth being around. I’m here for you, Karlach. What do you need?”
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A one shot Wyll fic by request~
I haven't done much with Wyll yet so I'm not sure I've fully found my feet with writing him, but there is a terrible drought of Wyll content and I would love to help try and fill that space.
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When he finally relented, he let her bound hands slip behind his neck as he kissed a trail up her body, quietly removing the last of his own clothes but denying her the view as he did.
“You are a finer drink than the most expensive wines from across the Sword Coast, your song more divine than the highest paid orchestras, and your beauty would put the night sky to shame.” He kissed along her neck and cheek, pressing his lips close to her ear before he whispered. “May I have this dance?”