AtavisticJackal
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Astarion's back is to Gale, but Gale knows his tells. He can see the vampire is fidgeting with his hands, looking down at them. His shoulders are tense and hunched.
Gale takes a step closer and Astarion's head snaps up, nose in the air proudly. "Gale, it's not my fault so many renters hate vampires. Or perhaps they just hate bloodstains. And I am a dreadfully messy eater."
Gale crosses his arms over his chest. "And what about the place we looked at a few days ago? The one with the green cabinets and the patio. The renter is a vampire! It would be perfect for you!"
"You mean the place with the crown moldings? Can you see me dusting crown moldings?" He holds an offended hand to his chest.
Gale huffs a breath through his nose which Astarion thinks sounds quite like a scoff. "I can't see you dusting anything, Astarion. But you've got to find a place eventually. Your case is being shown to board members. You can't stay forever."
Astarion is living at a halfway house for crime victims. Gale, his counselor and advocate, has been pushing him to move on for a whole year.
I wonder why he doesn't want to leave...
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Danger Kink Dekarios remembers when his orb made self indulgence a risky endeavor.
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"I don't like you being alone, Gale," Tav said to him, with an assessing head-to-toe glare that put some color in the mage's cheeks. "But, I suppose it should be fine. With the shadow curse lifted and our enemies moving toward the city, there shouldn't be any danger. None you can't handle, anyhow," Tav said with a wink that made Gale's breath halt like it hit a brick wall. "And the Harpers are still nearby. But put up some wards for my peace of mind, yeah?"
Gale agreed heartily, and enthusiastically warded the camp perimeter right away. Probably went a bit overboard, if he was being honest with himself. But, better safe than sorry!
And anything to make Tav happy, he thought to himself.
He didn't let his mind focus too hard on that last bit, though.
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"In that case, I'm going to forget about everything that needs done come tomorrow, and carry on enjoying this delicious evening."
"Delicious, is it?" He smirks as he pulls you slowly closer.
The mere inch between your mouths seems electrified, lips buzzing with the thought of pressing against his, then skimming over his neck. And lower still.
"Oh yes," you whisper, certain he can taste the alcohol on your breath from this close. "Even better than the wine."
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In which Irin goes into to labor early, and has an unmentioned wild magic surge that endangers her and the baby.
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You are Tav, the hero of Baldur’s Gate. Your friend Zevlor has fallen mysteriously ill, but luckily you hold the cure for his terrible malady.
Zevlor is having a spectacularly shitty week. Not only has his rut hit him for the first time in years, but the oblivious human Tav keeps wafting her delicious smell and insisting on touching him. He’s trying to be a proper gentleman and to behave with decorum appropriate for an older commander, but Tav is determined to make this as hard as possible for him.
Not even the end of his rut will spare him from Tav's temptations.
Whatever will they do?
(Each other. The answer is they do each other.)
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We Can't Dance Together by DickBaggins for Calolily
Fandoms: Baldur's Gate (Video Games)
20 Aug 2025
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Astarion's a slightly nomadic ethics professor taking up his new post at the storied Blackstaff Academy in Waterdeep. While exploring everything the city has to offer, he tests out a much-lauded dive bar glory hole and has the time of his life. It's impossible to get that sweet, soft voice and that skilled tongue out of his head, but the anonymous person on the other side wishes to remain unknown.
Oh well.
Maybe Astarion's burgeoning crush on his distinguished, older colleague, Professor Dekarios, will keep his mind from wandering towards the unattainable.