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The first thing he sees is the steaming breakfast in front of him. The next is Gale of Waterdeep.
“Not you,” Rolan groans.
Or, an Act II remix where Gale and Rolan can't escape each other's orbit.
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13 Jul 2026
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Astarion once mused about placing his naked partner upon his lap upon a throne. Giving up ascension doesn’t mean giving up all of his desires, now does it? Especially since Eleanor would look so fetching in a collar. And nothing else.
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- Part 14 of these two shitheads
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12 Jul 2026
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all that you hold of loneliness by androgenius for o_honeybees
Fandoms: Baldur's Gate (Video Games)
31 Jul 2025
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"Why the devil are you following me?!"
When Rolan goes to save Cal and Lia from Moonrise, Tav goes after him to make sure he doesn't get himself killed.
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12 Jul 2026
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Homemade by Linnetagain for hackemssky
Fandoms: Baldur's Gate (Video Games), Dungeons & Dragons (Roleplaying Game)
22 Dec 2024
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Astarion wouldn't dare compare Gale’s very clearly lovingly maintained kitchen to a campfire and a chest of pilfered cheese and stale bread. But the feeling of it, the easy companionship, sharing the day’s burden of woes with someone who understands? That's familiar. And that, he didn't even realise he missed. Only now, watching Gale potter around his kitchen and chatter in much the same way he used to potter around the cookpot, Astarion feels… settled.
Maybe even comfortable.
Oh.
Oh dear.
Before he can stand and take his leave, go back to the contract in Calimshan and pretend this embarrassing little episode never happened, Gale sets a goblet down in front of him.
Just in passing. Drops it off on his way to the teapot. Like he thinks nothing of it.
But it's blood. Fresh, too. Pig, if Astarion's nose can be trusted, which obviously it can. He takes a tentative sip. Then downs the rest before Gale has finished pouring his tea.
“It's warm,” Astarion says, nonplussed, staring at the now-empty goblet. It would be beneath his dignity to lick it. He's no starving wretch now. But it is tempting all the same.Bookmarked by starstumble
12 Jul 2026
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“I’m afraid there is no more room for your self-righteousness to expand,” Rolan jabs, unable to resist injecting a cathartic dose of venom into his words.
“I’ll gladly leave it for your hot air, then.” Tav winks, and is already walking past him to break off the conversation and get back at whatever next thing she needs to devote her attention to.
Rolan glowers at the back of her head and neck, at that ridiculous undercut, his tail nearly tying itself into a knot.
Fight her, he decides. If it comes to it, I’ll fight her.
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- Part 1 of artisans of faerȗn
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06 Jul 2026