Krawan
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Volo's 🦐 Fiesta by Krawan, mrspizzle, threerattsinatrenchcoat, volos_erotic_library
Fandoms: Baldur's Gate (Video Games)
12 Jan 2025
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Volo sighed, surveying his enormous, bulging erotic library. He should have been satisfied... but all he really wanted to read was a story about a wizard who came to fix a lifeguard's plumbing, and just as the lifeguard saved the wizard from a bathtub shark attack, their smallclothes fell off and they began to have sex. Or... something like that. Not quite right, he thought, but he couldn't put his finger on quite what it was he wanted. Here are some stories he wrote instead.
(Or: Volo's Erotic Library presents a cheesy porn trope fiesta!)
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- Part 2 of Fortnight of Cringe Challenge
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Fortnight of Cringe Challenge by Kimber_Boh, Krawan, mrspizzle, threerattsinatrenchcoat, volos_erotic_library, writesoftheratt (threerattsinatrenchcoat)
Fandom Baldur's Gate (Video Games)
12 Jan 2025
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The officers of the Franklin Expedition live to die another day.
1860
“Mr. Jopson,” said James. “I had hoped I might question you.”
It was a plain falsehood. It was Francis he’d hoped to question. And he would have questioned him, too, save that he was three days too late; the old Irishman who lived on the hill with only his manservant for company — the navy man — yes, Crozier, the same who’d been in the papers some years past for that awful business in the Arctic — was dead. Dropsy, said the doctor.
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18 Jun 2026
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Wyll, the bleeding heart of the bloody Frontiers, really ought to be dead by now if this is how he treats the creatures of the night: walking off with one of them, alone, into the shadow of the trees, just to watch it feed.
Astarion has a peculiar problem. Wyll has an unexpected solution.
Bookmarked by Krawan
24 Aug 2025
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The Last Will and Testament of Cazador Szarr by AbigailMoment
Fandoms: Baldur's Gate (Video Games)
16 Feb 2026
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"First," said Gale. "Do not kill any thinking creatures in Waterdeep unless you must to protect yourself or you have my express permission."
As Gale spoke, he could feel the weight of his words sinking into the person sitting across from him. It was like casting a spell, but took no effort. Astarion had been staring hollowly into his goblet of blood, but at this he made a faintly interested noise. As if the rule were novel and he was considering the shape of it.
"Second, you will obey me in all things," said Gale. There didn't feel like there was any honest way of softening that. Astarion didn't make any sound at all.
"Third, do not leave the tower without permission." Astarion made another speculative noise, considering this one too. But then his shoulders hunched and his eyes skittered down, as if he didn't want to look at what was about to happen.
"Fourth," Gale said, and paused. He started with some context: "There is a tressym upstairs."
Astarion's head twitched. He looked up at Gale, blinking, startled. He had the air of someone who had been bracing for a blow and instead had just been handed a balloon animal.
"A what?" he asked.
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- Part 1 of Will & Testament
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Bookmarked by Krawan
21 Jul 2025
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"Mm," Karlach says, grabbing a whetstone as she sits beside him. "I think we should get married."
Astarion chokes. Chokes again. Sets his glass down and continues choking. "Excuse me?"
"We should get married," Karlach repeats, like he simply hadn't heard her. "Pass the wine, will ya?"
The snow will melt in Baldur's Gate.
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- Part 1 of a wait for the future
Bookmarked by Krawan
01 Jul 2025
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A tiger cloaked in black with a sundial moving over dark eyes flicks its tail, and a fox with blood-stained teeth lifts their head, and a serpent with poison bleeding through each crack in its iridescent scales melts back into the corpse as it speaks.
"Curious," it says, a man's voice, rasped from age and still solid. Gold filigree, burial shroud. A storm bound to a raven's form spreads its wings. "What is the worth of a single mortal life?"
(Vampires are not alive. Undead is not quite dead. Astarion is normal, until he isn't.)
Or: five conversations Astarion has with Death.
Bookmarked by Krawan
01 Jul 2025