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Gale cut quite the figure in the robe. Thick, scaled fabric that reflected rainbow hues in the noon sun hugged every inch of Gale that it touched, accentuating all the right places and revealing plenty more. The long slit at the thigh went all the way to the wizard’s waist, leaving all but the very curve of his plump ass exposed to passerby, and the neckline plunged past his navel to kiss the hair creeping up from between his legs. Tanned muscles built from their weeks on the road peeked out from every gap and contrasted nicely with the light blue of the scales. Even the Netherese orb looked fetching, nestled between his tits and framed nicely by the deep neckline as it was.
In which Astarion talks Durge and Gale into a threesome. Astarion has the time of his life bossing everyone around, Durge gets flustered, and Gale wears the Wavemother's Robe. The primary relationship is Astarion/The Dark Urge, but don't worry; Gale has a great time too.
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Astarion thought this must be how spoiled cats feel. Or maybe not; cats knew they deserved to be pampered inherently, and Astarion had long ago decided that he must deserve the shit he got. It was the only thing that made sense.
He pushed that line of thought away. It clashed with his current bliss; clean, dry, warm, blood in his stomach, a lover at his back.
In which: Durge tames a feral cat and Astarion gets a massage. Alternative title: I Saw the Elf Ears Are Erogenous Zones Tag and Took It Way Too Far.
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Even the slight touch bloomed heat in his belly and plucked at the cords of anxiety twisting in his chest, playing a new, more pleasurable song of tension. His heart may no longer beat, but it bent to Astarion’s beck and call and quivered at his touch like a living thing.
In which Vampire Spawn Gale returns home to his Lord after a mission away from home, and Vampire Ascendant Astarion reminds him of his place. They're toxic, unhealthily obsessed, and so into it.
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The whispers were unceasing. They crawled like maggots at the edges of his mind, and bit like horseflies when innocence crossed his path, begging for his abominable attention. He counted every minute, every second of every day—each day a little closer to an answer, each day something else to lead them to the source of the corrupting influence on the land, and, he prayed, his mind. But he grew more and more tattered as the whispers gnawed at the edges, until—
In which Durge, at the end of his rope after endless days chasing cures and battling whispers, uses Astarion to self-medicate. It doesn't go well.
Note the tags; this is gross, uncomfortable, and upsetting.
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Durge frowned. He didn’t have the time or the patience right now to figure out what Astarion meant. But the thought of Astarion draining some of this relentless tension out of him was too appealing to ignore. He undid the first clasp of his armor with one hand, pulled the neck down just enough, and settled back on the table behind him to close the height difference. “Drink, Astarion.”
In which Durge is high-strung and Astarion lends a helping hand.
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Astarion consumes human blood because vampires must. He consumes human flesh because...well, he's developed a fondness for it. But when he joins forces with prodigious but troubled criminal profiler Gale Dekarios to apprehend the notorious Dark Urge, his carefully crafted existence is turned upside down.
Aka the one where Astarion is a serial killer down bad.
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18 Mar 2026
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THE vampire fic, THE toxic bloodweave fic. And Gale is fat!? It’s perfect
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Many years from now, when he has grown taller and seen and caused more evil than most in Faerûn will ever hear tell of, Enver Gortash will cover himself with fine oils and wear beaten gold and say that he always knew his mother never loved him; but right now, Enver Flymm is five, he is small, he washes himself with dirty water, and he learns to hate.
(Lightly edited for word choice and grammar on 3/10/26.)
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08 Mar 2026
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Minthara endured yet another day of the vampire's silly little hints and the wizard's insufferable ramblings. Normally after dinner she would retreat to her tent, away from the two pathetic men.
Unfortunately, as a responsible matriarch, it was her duty to assist the pair.
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Tired of watching Astarion fail to claim the wizard for himself, Minthara takes things into her own hands...by loudly fucking Gale in her tent.- Language:
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29 Jan 2026
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“Mornin’,” Steve says.
“Get over here,” Bucky replies.
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21 Nov 2025
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A series of smutty one shots where Astarion and Gale have quickies throughout the game. Just some light-hearted smutty words.
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17 Oct 2025