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[[The product of literal brain worms: Astarion and my tav learn how to lean on each other for support, at first using each other but real feelings develop out of it. Written from Astarions point of veiw. Not how I usually prefer to write.]]
[[This concept came to me while trying to imagine how to work a story around a high int wild magic barbarian.]]“So what exactly is it that you are looking for?” I would ask the hulking tiefling male I had come to know as Bezel while he was pulling out the belongings of the goblin in front of him very openly, pocketing any gold or valuables he found as he did.
“Tadpoles, like the ones in our heads.” He would reply as if it were the weather we were discussing and not something more… sinister.
I would pause. “So then the story you gave the others about the stolen goods you agreed to retrieve?” I would begin to ask as the curiosity of my companions' action held my attention far more than the task we were doing was.
“Just that” He would reply.
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Bloodstream by tworavens
Fandoms: Baldur's Gate (Video Games), Dungeons & Dragons (Roleplaying Game)
14 Apr 2024
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When Astarion and Aly (Tav) decide to be friends instead of lovers, he thinks it is the right decision. It doesn't take long for him to realize he's wrong, especially as he watches her fall in love with the wizard.
Now, after the endgame events of BG3, Gale has left Aly behind to pursue 'greater ambitions,' and Astarion is left to pick up the pieces. Will he finally get to reverse his mistakes and turn his best friend back into his lover?
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Despite the growing distance between them, Aly had come with Astarion to stop Cazador’s ascension without question. It was she who yanked him from the beam that was drawing his essence into his old master. She helped him realize that taking the ritual’s power for himself wouldn’t bring him happiness. It was she who he called for as he wept on the ground, she who had held him close.
The following morning, he’d thanked her. It was perhaps the most genuine thanks he’d ever given. How could it not be? She’d saved him. She was the most wonderful person he knew. And he’d let her go.
This was the first time Astarion knew that he’d made a mistake.
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A Statement of a Soul by CertifiedDilfEnjoyer
Fandoms: Baldur's Gate (Video Games), Dungeons & Dragons (Roleplaying Game)
09 Apr 2024
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!Spoilers for the game up until chapter 5!
The path ahead has to be carved out with occasional violence, but whenever there is a possibility of saving a life, Tav will not hesitate to spare or alter the course of action to save it. When the devil declines a new deal, she is forced to face off against him. But she cannot forgive herself for banishing Raphael back to Cania, where his abusive father is very keen to remind him just how pathetic of an insect he is. The realization of having her life saved by Raphael strengthens her resolve and she ventures to the Eighth layer of Hells. Soon after, Raphael finds himself banished from Hells and bound to a mortal.
It is essentially a character study of my favorite bastard from Baldur's Gate 3, while shedding light onto his more mortal side - the one he so desperately tries to reject. It is my headcanon mixed with canon stuff. Enjoy!
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Volo’s Guide to Dicking the Devil Down by Phantom_Hearts
Fandoms: Baldur's Gate (Video Games)
01 Apr 2024
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In theory, it had been an excellent plan.
Mystra’s chosen, a wizard of great renown, and a fellow creative, one whose many books are of irrefutable reputation. A night of indulgence and sin on offer for a chance to peek into Volo’s head; to discern just how best to recover his crown from Mystra’s retched hands after that damned rat disguised as a mouse refused his most generous contract.
Reality, as Raphael is presently faced with, is not always so straightforward.
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The steps round the bed, opposite of Haarlep. You peek open your eyes to find the grinning, satisfied face of Raphael looking down at you. Even more than when Haarlep used your body over and over again, you felt exposed under his gaze. “Remember well, mouse: You chose this fate.”
You shut your eyes. That is the last thing you wish to remember. He chuckles as his footsteps retreat, leaving you alone with his incubus. You curse all the gods whose names you remember. You curse every devil whose names you’ll never know. You curse yourself most of all, for allowing yourself to become Raphael’s personal plaything.
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MAJOR WARNING: implied non-con
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She should have known better than to bathe in a place she thought was alone. Raphael on the other side should have scryed a little better before appearing. Not that either regret where it had led them.
Or: I join the Raphael fan base with my contribution of absolute filthy trash
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You know that textpost where it’s like “when the physical chemistry is there but it would be a bad idea so every time you interact you just have to pretend like there isn’t ancient animal awareness between your bodies”? Yeah. That’s this.
Or essentially:
Raphael is fond of you. He's not sure why. You're fond of him. And you hate it.
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THIS WORK WILL REMAIN INCOMPLETE
From the very first moment that you became acquainted with Raphael, you were intrigued. Not for the reasons one would initially think - it was not his looks or his charm that sparked your interest, though neither were lost on you.
Well, actually, now that you thought about it...from the very first moment that you became acquainted with Raphael, you were annoyed - spoiler alert, this would never change!
You would never forget the first time that he abruptly appeared in front of your group and immediately launched into a monologue, “My, my, what manner of place is this? A path to redemption, or a road to damnation? Hard to say, for your journey is just beginning. What would suit the occasion? The words to a lullaby, perhaps?”
Oh, now what the Hells is this shit?
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“See something you like?” Vox murmured into his ear. “I forgot to ask what form you might prefer, but the way you’re looking at me says I made the right choice.”
Astarion struggled to catch their meaning at first. “Form?”
Vox twirled around in his arms with a laugh. They shrunk in height, the curls of their horns barely coming up to his shoulders. Soft curves pressed against him where hard planes of muscle had been, and their voice was now a soulful, lilting feminine drawl.
“I can be whatever you want me to be." They rocked their body against Astarion’s before they pulled away again, twisting around to step behind him and change shape again. This form dwarfed his own, broad arms encircling his waist with hands that made him feel downright tiny. The voice in his ear was now deep, rumbling. “In any configuration…” Another shift, and while they were still taller and broader, Astarion felt the press of breasts into his back, heard their voice now as a sultry alto. “…anything your heart desires.”
AKA: The Modern Nightclub AU with big bad Raphael, a plot to create the crown of Karsus and stick it to the Devil himself, and nary a tadpole in sight. Oh, and Astarion falls in love with a half-incubus.
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- Part 1 of Light Years Away (In The Hells)
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If anyone else than me is reading this, you are either snooping in my stuff without my knowledge—in which case: Cease and desist; have been given the privilege of having gained my utmost trust; or—and I am reasonably sure that this is the most likely scenario: I am dead and you have found what one could call my memoires.
What I may still come to call the only thing that will keep me sane in this world. Hopefully.
I’m talking about a world—specifically, because this one is not mine.
I did not grow up under this sun, under this moon.
No, I’m not losing my mind. Not yet anyway, I think.
Lae’zel is looking my way again, sneering. Although that is fast becoming her default expression when she looks at me.
I can’t fault her for it.
This is not my world.
And I think without help, I'm destined to die.----
SI-OC without survival skills into Fearûn. What's a girl to do, but make a deal with the devil?
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‘Bury your teeth in his flesh. Maim him. Consume his lifeblood. Kill him. Kill. Kill. Kill. Serve me, daughter. Serve. Me.’
A re-imagining of my fic, 'Blood and Wine', from the Dark Urge's perspective.
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- Part 2 of Lux Aeterna
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Raphael has posed for a thousand artists in his years, united only by their skill with a brush. Yet for all their eccentricities, none of them are quite like his little mouse. There’s only ever been one man to resist his charms after all, and he’s none other than the tiefling painter currently seated across from him.
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What better way is there to seduce an artist into signing a contract than to let him paint his greatest muse?
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“Hurry up, boy,” a deep voice boomed from the boudoir. Enver trembled and quickly scurried up the stairs and through the threshold of the barrier that separated Raphael’s den of sin from the rest of the House of Hope.
Sequel to 'Blood and Wine'.
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- Part 3 of Lux Aeterna
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“Ah ah ah,” Raphael tutted. He grabbed Enver by the chin and forced him to look back in front of him, to where the tavern was ablaze. “You will watch as the Daughter of Bhaal finishes what you could not even start, boy.”
Or, a young and impressionable Gortash, still enslaved to Raphael, witnesses the Dark Urge in all her glory for the first time. And well, how could it not be love at first sight?
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- Part 1 of Lux Aeterna
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Offering a devil an inch, and they'll take a mile. Raphael took more than that when Tav attempted to negotiate for the Orphic Hammer.
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Tav makes a deal with the devil but doesn’t read the terms and conditions. Raphael makes her go over it with him, though.
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Morrigan De Launcet is the newest chorus girl accepted into the illustrious House of Hope. The opera house has stood for centuries, and despite its rumors of mysterious murders and catacombs hidden beneath the theater; all who enter the House are enchanted. Little success reaches a mere chorus girl however, and desperation leads to prayer.
Unfortunately for Miss De Launcet, an angel is not what answers her. Though, he seems content to play the part of savior.
When she is suddenly catapulted to success and enthralled by her new teacher's insistent lessons, thelife that awaits her is not all that she imagined but something more entirely.
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The Devil's Hour by ADarlingWrites, darlingafterdark (ADarlingWrites)
Fandoms: Baldur's Gate, Dungeons & Dragons (Roleplaying Game), Forgotten Realms
02 Jan 2023
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This story and related stories will be taken down on May 1, 2026.
Raphael, half-fiend noble, indulges the rogue Fortune to a late, epicurean supper. After discussions, diatribes, twists,
and turns, the tiefling agrees to stay the night in the cambion’s home, and she gets more than what she bargained for when she meets him by the devil’s hour.Series
- Part 10 of darlingafterdark's den of iniquity
- Part 1 of the devil's playground