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We all know how a small twist of fate can redesign the way a story is supposed to go. How one small act can reform reality into something almost unrecogniseable.
So what would happen, if through one of these miniscule changes, Merlin never becomes Arthur's manservant? What if these two sides of the same coin, oblivious idiots, are never forced into close proximity to one another? What if, bound by fate, they live parallel lives within the walls of camelot
Will destiny rewrite itself? Or force itself upon us?
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Arthur falls in love with the physician's apprentice without being made aware of that fact himself. Merlin is just trying to prove the stupid dragon wrong. Gwen was not prepared for any of this, and Morgana is happy to cause chaos. Leon technically did sign up for this, but in his defense, he didn't read the fine print. Gaius is desperately clinging on to the last remains of sanity in Camelot.
Oh, and did I mention that there's a 'mysterious' sorcerer offering Uther unwanted advice? Because that happens too.
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"It's over. I'm done with it," Astarion's voice was a broken whisper, barely audible over his sobs. He was speaking to himself, affirming the end of a chapter steeped in torment. The sight was heartbreaking. Sad. He knelt there for a moment, as if trying to believe what had happened.
Then, rising from the ground and lifting his bloodshot eyes to meet Tav's, his expression twisted into something bitter and cold. "And I'm done with you," he spat out venomously.
Tav's step faltered, her hand still suspended in the air. Confusion and hurt welled up inside her. "What?" she stammered, her mind racing to make sense of his words. He was in shock, surely. The trauma, the bloodshed, it had to be too much.
But Astarion's voice cut through her thoughts, icy and trembling with a raw edge of emotion she had never heard before. "I would say good luck out there, but honestly?" His gaze was piercing, unyielding. "I hope you die." The words slithered out like a curse, each syllable dripping with a venom that chilled her to the bone.
Astarion narrowed his eyes, leaned towards her and whispered ominously, only to her. “Screaming.”
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Getting abducted by squids and infected with a Mind Flayer parasite was never part of Visenya’s plan to steal the Annals of Karsus for her client. Yet, as a dhampir with a traumatic past and sanguine hunger, she's no stranger to life chasing you with torches and pitchforks. Fortunately, she finds an unexpected ally in Astarion, who understands the struggle for autonomy and identity and her bloody world.
Join Visenya, Astarion, and the tadfools as they confront the horrors of Faerûn: Dark Urges, cults, and their own inner demons. Amidst the chaos, romance blossoms, friendships are forged, and morals collide in this epic slow-burn tale.
Will Visenya find love, acceptance, and her place in a world that fears her? Or will she succumb to the darkness within? Embark on this journey of adventure, self-discovery, and love as Visenya learns that sometimes, embracing your inner monster is the key to finding where you truly belong.
The title is borrowed from Hozier's song of the same name.
Larian owns everything, including my soul (does that make me a Warlock?…). Any resemblance between this and other works and/or real people is coincidental.
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- Part 1 of The Dhampir Diaries
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Rumi looks down. “Your soul,” she whispers mournfully, enraptured by the blue light trickling out of his chest. “It’s beautiful.”
Jinu smiles.
Gently, he presses his forehead against hers. Rumi jolts, eyes widening, but to his relief, she doesn’t pull away.
“My soul,” he echoes softly. “It’s yours, now.”
Rumi opens her mouth, but no words escape her as she gapes at him. A tear cascades down her cheek.
“It’s mine to give, and yours to take, if you’ll have me.” His vision is blurring, and so he lets his eyes fall shut, allowing the darkness to encompass him. He forces himself to believe that the lull of sleep is accepted of his own volition.
His cheeks tingle. Rumi is holding onto his face. “No, no, no—” she grits out. Her voice is growing distant. “Stop. You can’t do this to me.” The words rush out of her in a frenzy, full of haste and distress. “Jinu.”
“Rumi,” he responds in a broken murmur. “Thank you.”
She was right. Gwi-Ma could be defeated.
He should have listened to her.
(Or: A fix-it/time-travel au where Jinu goes back to the very beginning of the story and sets things right.)
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- Part 1 of KPDH Time-travel AU!
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Attracted by an unknown voice, Astarion goes through a portal and ends up in another world, a world stranger to him, with people wearing weird clothes, metal carriages, and artificial lights.