Before its disgrace
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After finally getting the Crown of Karsus, the two get stuck in a cave and decide to warm up.
[“I hate this place,” they mutter more to themself than to Enver. “I hate the stupid cold.”
"You hate a lot of things, don't you?" He leaned back, his eyes tracing the lines of Azrael's body, noting every shiver, every twitch of discomfort.
He reached out, his hand hovering near Azrael's chest, feeling what little heat radiated off of them. "You know," he started, his voice low and sultry, "there are other ways to keep warm." His fingers danced along the edge of Azrael's cloak. "Ways that don't involve sitting in the cold."]
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- Part 1 of Before its disgrace
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That time Gortash got turned into a cat by YamiCreampuff
Fandoms: Baldur's Gate (Video Games)
03 Feb 2025
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[It was supposed to be a simple walk. A simple nice walk through the city so he could clear his head! Maybe even cause a problem or two! What he didn’t expect was to be turned into a fucking cat of all things.
Enver let out a yelp of surprise as a rogue spell struck him (damned wizards!), his body shrinking and shifting in an instant. He stumbled, his tall frame dwindling, muscles shrinking, bones condensing until with a thump, he landed on all fours on the cold cobbled floor.
Enver looked at his new form, fur bristling as he saw he had sleek black fur instead of flesh, paws where once there were hands. And a tail which lashed and flicked behind him in annoyance at the undignified transformation. This was the last fucking time he was walking past Sorcerous Sundries. Fucking wizards.
The once towering lord of Baldur’s Gate, the feared Chosen of Bane, now found himself reduced to a mere cat.]
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- Part 2 of Before its disgrace
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The Dark Urge - Azrael - visits its 'favourite' tyrant in the dead of night.
[Gortash tugged at his wrists, testing the strength of Azrael's grip. Not trying to escape, no...just wanting to feel the sharp sting of the claws as they bit deeper into his skin. "So forceful," he purred, arching up into Azrael's touch. The dragonborn's jaws were parted, its hot breath ghosting over his bared throat. A shudder ran through his body at the sight of them, so close. He knew Azrael could kill him with a single bite if it so wished. And yet.. The wannabe-lord had never felt safer.]
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- Part 3 of Before its disgrace