DeltaLorien
Fandoms
- Baldur's Gate (Video Games) (7)
- Fallout 4 (2)
- Promare (2019) (2)
- Team Fortress 2 (1)
- Call of Duty (Video Games) (1)
Recent works
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The Desperado (And the Divorcee) by CouldBeABird, DeltaLorien for ankarios
Fandoms: Baldur's Gate (Video Games)
04 Jan 2026
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Astarion Ancunin has been running from Szarr Estates for longer than he'd like to admit.
Gale Dekarios could use the bounty.Thanks to @CouldBeABird for editing and co-writing because I would NOT have gotten this done if not for him. Go check him out, AMAZING writer (and also my brother!)
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"What the hell kind of name is Soap?" by Evergreen (DeltaLorien)
Fandoms: Call of Duty (Video Games)
21 Jul 2025
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"...Don't leave me."
"Y'know I wouldn't, Johnny. Not on purpose. They couldn't take me from you if they tried."
"No. No, don't say that. None of that 'not on purpose' shit. Tell me." Soap's hand shoots up and tips his head down, thumb pressed tight against his chin. Those eyes are steely now. Cold and unyielding. "Tell me."
"I can't-"
"Tell me, Riley." And his voice fucking shakes. So Ghost sighs.
"Not goin' anywhere, love. Nowhere 't all."
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ummm and then. and then they kissed. and more stuff. -
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The hallucinations have been bad lately. His psych upped the meds but… Well, one can only feel so sane when there’s corpses in the windows and hanging from the ceiling fans again. He tries to ignore the way the figure at his back claws at her throat and gurgles while the kettle heats.
They’d died. There was no way to bring them back, his friends. His… first love. Though he couldn’t call her that now. It wasn’t love, they’d never dated, he’d doted on her and loved her and she had still died on the floor of the bathroom. He could still hear it. The dripping floor drain.
Jesus Christ.
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Welcome to the THIRD part of the As A Noun series where I unpack ALL of the bullshit. This one is another multi-chapter. It was going to be a oneshot but I lost steam thinking of it as a oneshot at the length it's already at, so chapter two will be The Happy Stuff. If you don't want The Sad Stuff without Comfort, please wait 3-5 business days while I cook up the next half.
Series
- Part 3 of As A Noun
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Cold (as a Noun) by DeltaLorien, Evergreen (DeltaLorien)
Fandoms: Baldur's Gate (Video Games)
14 May 2025
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It’s been a few hours now. It’s cold. It’s always so cold.
The door stays closed. The bedroom door is always closed. Locked. He couldn’t come out if he wanted to. At some point he stopped begging. Not tonight, probably a few months ago. It stopped being worth it. The crying and screaming only made him more miserable.
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Alright, this is actually the SECOND entry in a series I'm officially calling "as a Noun" which I intend to be me unpacking all of my bullshit through Bloodweave and giving Astarion the comfort I need because he's my favorite and I can and will torture him. :) <3 live laugh love.
Series
- Part 2 of As A Noun
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Disabled (as a Noun) by DeltaLorien, Evergreen (DeltaLorien)
Fandoms: Baldur's Gate (Video Games)
13 May 2025
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“Your… hip joint. I have no idea how it didn’t cause you problems sooner, but it’s misshapen. You’ve torn the cartilage in your hip, which probably isn’t helping with the IT band snapping across the bone - which is what it’s doing, for the record.”
He sits there, silent. What would he even say? No, that can’t be right. Everything’s already fucked up with me, I can’t have anything else wrong. Check again.“We need to shave down some of the bone inside the joint, some of the bone on the outside of the joint, debride your IT band, sew up the labral tear, we’re going to completely remove the bursa…” He stops paying attention after that. Gale will tell him later. If he even needs to know. He stares blankly for a moment. Right. Surgery. Of course.
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This is unedited and totally a vent fic, enter at your own risk lol
Series
- Part 1 of As A Noun
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This is literally just vent fics. It isn't anything special, it has absolutely NO canon relevancy, it's just modern bloodweave where I can unpack my history. Feel free to stick around, feel free to comment, feel free to just. Vibe with the writing I guess. It might suck, but that isn't the point!! The point is to get this shit off my chest. <3 bless
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“Ghost?”
“Soap.” Ghost’s voice was a low buzz, gravelly with static. In the absolute silence of the snow-covered forest, it sounded both deafeningly loud and intimately quiet.
“What’s your favourite season?” Soap asked.
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Four seasons, five countries, six months.
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The hand removed itself from his forehead. “Temperature is normal,” Gale announced, before using its fingers to gather some stray drool that had trailed down Astarion’s jaw. Before Astarion could register the pitiful jolt of arousal at the sudden skin contact or the sheer absurdity of what Gale was doing, Gale had stuck its fingers in its mouth.
“What the —”
“No new bacteria detected,” Gale went on, “Ruling out food poisoning.”
“Oh, Gods,” Astarion groaned. “And to think that these things are what’s sending our workforce into a tizzy. What next, 'droid? Are you about to give me a rectal examination too?”
“There is no need for one at the moment,” Gale said, confused. “Unless you are seeking prostate stimulation—”
“No!”
Amidst the softly thrumming melancholy of a dystopian, cyber-punk city, former corporate-rat Astarion Ancunín, who has long since lost the will to live, finds himself in possession of a G-413 or "Gale" - an amnesiac android who, strangely enough, enjoys living.
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Am I Hard To Love? Am I Cold To Touch? Am I? Am I? Am I? by writerformanymuses
Fandoms: Baldur's Gate (Video Games), Dungeons & Dragons (Roleplaying Game)
17 Jun 2025
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After ruining everyone else's grand plans for evolution with a tender heart and determination not to let them become the worst versions of themselves, Tav is the only one left on the bad-ending path. Her own, inevitable, unhappily ever after as the only remaining child of Bhaal, and she has no one to blame but herself.
Yet, when a mysterious letter appears to disturb her drunken misery, will another path be made available by the once again bored god of death? Will another surprise be the thing to save her from herself, or will she find that the fuzzy secrets of her past have finally caught up to her? Newsflash, Tav'ryl... your dad isn't the only divine being involved in your life.
Join Tav, Astarion, and the gang as they confront past relationships, new lore, and far too many possible endings on this new weaving web!
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22 Apr 2025
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Araj Oblodra's Plasma Donation Center by patheticfangirl
Fandoms: Baldur's Gate (Video Games)
21 Apr 2025
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More than 500 years ago, Astarion usurped Cazador’s ritual and became the vampire ascendant. Now he’s broke and waiting in line at Araj Oblodra’s Plasma Donation Center.
This is when Gale decides to check in on his old friend.
Series
- Part 1 of Soap
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- English
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Bookmarked by DeltaLorien
14 Apr 2025
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ohoho yesssss theyre both awful i love them
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The first time Gale sees the elf, he’s eight years old and on a field trip to Baldur’s Gate, trailing along behind his classmates.
The second time Gale sees the elf, he’s twelve years old and drowning in a stairwell at Blackstaff University.
The third time Gale sees the elf, he’s fourteen years old and on a summer trip to Baldur’s Gate
with his mother.The fourth time Gale sees the elf, he’s nineteen and freshly graduated from high school.
The fifth time Gale sees the elf, he’s twenty-five and at an upscale event held by Blackstaff University to honor academic achievements and to welcome new staff.
The sixth time Gale sees the elf, he’s thirty-five and recently divorced, drowning his sorrows at the sketchy bar within walking distance of his tiny apartment.
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A story about fate and the way paths through life can have a mind of their own, coalescing into the inevitable.
A love story, if you will.