18 Works in Quil Grootslang
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Rosamund and Astarion have more in common than she knows.
And currently, she knows absolutely nothing.
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Rosamund Sidhe knows that something wicked lives inside her, and it's not the tadpole. When unexpected feelings for a certain vampire make surviving even more complicated, she must learn how to accept the haunting realities of who she has become.
This fic isn't about fixing him, or fixing her.
It's about being seen.
Every part of them, especially the ugly.Series
- Part 1 of The Hare and the Hound
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Tymanther Love Songs by unbreakable_oaths
Fandoms: Baldur's Gate (Video Games), Dungeons & Dragons (Roleplaying Game)
09 Sep 2025
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“Hark! Hark! A camp, and, Ogma willing, some friendly faces.”
Raisira relaxed as a pants-less silver dragonborn came into view. Whoever she was, she clearly wasn’t a threat to them. “Hello,” they said, “what are you doing here?”
“Well met,” the silver dragonborn replied, “Goblins roughed me up and stole my hose when they heard me singing Hatchling Love. You wouldn’t have half a bedroll for a lost minstrel, would you? I can pay for my board with music, if you care for it? ‘Sides, it’s hardly ever I meet another with scales as lovely as mine. You’re the kind of gorgeous I dreamed of nesting with as a girl.” -
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A loose retelling of the plot of Baldur’s Gate 3 told from the perspective of my female Durge, Kalliope. Kalliope is a “Way of the Shadows” tiefling monk.
She doesn’t understand these bloodthirsty desires or thoughts, but sees their use in battle. Her monastic teachings are very contradictory to this seductive, dark muse in her mind that urges her to “KILL-MAIM-END!”
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Sample:“I do believe, my plant-happy friend, that we’ve just shared everything we know with you. Now, are you going to help us or not?” Astarion sounds as nervous and impatient as you feel.
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Nettie’s lips thin into a tight grimace.
“…Kalliope…” tries Gale.
“No. I’m not taking poison from a woman I can’t trust. You’ve done nothing but deceive us since we crossed that threshold,” you flick your hand angrily, pointing to the door you passed through just moments before. “Despite us answering every question that you asked.”
The dark whisper snakes up the back of your skull, the killing calm begins warming and filling your body.
“It’s just for insurance,” tries Nettie once more, “take it only if you feel yourself changing.”
You sneer. And then, your vision goes red.
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- Part 1 of Futures Bound
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You Make Me Feel Alive by oncoming_neatly_folded_swan
Fandoms: Baldur's Gate (Video Games)
16 Aug 2025
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A giant creature descends from the sky and begins snatching up people from across Faerûn. It arrives at a forgotten castle outside Baldur’s Gate, Thorn is taken from her home and thrown into a wild adventure that reveals truths from her past, about herself and who she is destined to be.
The one thing that keeps her sane is the charming vampire spawn she meets shortly after her whole world is turned upside down.Canon adjecent story of my True Vampire Tav named Thorn. She has a history in the world (that hopefully works!) and I've fudged a few timelines to make all the characters fit together in fun and interesting ways.
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In an alternative canon, both Quil Grootslang and Fist Orvil escaped their dark fates at the hands of the Bhaalists. At Quil's first performance in Baldur's Gate, she finds one audience member can't take his eyes off her. Orvil can't believe his fortune in finally hearing her music again, holding on to the hope that he might find the courage to tell her how he feels...
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Far Travelers(Book 1) by RejectedScurvy
Fandoms: Monster Prom (Video Games), Baldur's Gate (Video Games), Dungeons & Dragons (Roleplaying Game)
21 May 2025
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The Sword Coast, home of many adventures familiar to many, loved by all. Defeating evil or becoming evil over and over again. Spooky High, home to the most rambunctious, goofy young adults with no idea what they are doing. What happens when the inhabitants of the Monster Prom universe enter a world they shouldn't be in, and a world only a few of them know.
And more importantly, what happens when one gains a Dark Urge
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Also the asterisks next a chapter is smut, but like you need to know some stuff, so I recommended reading the story, but the smut is there to access whenever you please
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- Part 1 of The Entirety of Far Travelers
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Based on the letter found on the body of Fist Orvil in the Bhaalist Crypt, this is a series of letters from both Orvil and Quil that were never sent. An exploration of obscure characters and the background lore that binds them~
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Dragonborn were rare outside of Tymanther, with most residing in large urban areas across Faerun. That being said, many of the party members had seen or met some Dragonborn throughout their travels. However, traveling with a Dragonborn companion has introduced them to some rather interesting aspects of Dragonborn biology.
AKA, 5 (Maybe More) times the Tadfools learned something about Dragonborn biology, and 1 time they learned something that was just specifically Boreal.
AKA, Some of my headcannons regarding Dragonborn biology.
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- Part 4 of Boreal Bloodletter, The Dark Urge
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When a familiar bard appears before Volo at an opportune moment, he finds himself completely enraptured by her performance. It's also impossible to ignore the undertones of longing in Quil's song, which touches the wizard's heart and moves him to making an offer that will benefit both.
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- Part 18 of Volo's Kinkmas Advent-ure
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"There was an odd shape sticking up from a ditch, some bit of metal sticking out. Too small to be a mace head, but too large for a dagger."
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Something's in the grass.
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- Part 4 of Fate's Spindle
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The Love You Gave Me, Nothing Else Could Save Me by shy_af
Fandoms: Baldur's Gate (Video Games)
16 Aug 2024
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A collection of short fics for Awwgust 2024 featuring Lae'zel/Jane (my Human Ranger Dark Urge).
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- Part 3 of Faerûnian Fluff - Awwgust 2024
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Have I been this way before? (AKA: Asreah's Inner Monologues!) by N0STALG1AB1RD
Fandoms: Baldur's Gate (Video Games)
24 Jul 2024
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A collection of small pieces of writing that I'm doing for a pre-college writing class that have a direct connection to my Tiefling Dark Urge, Asreah.
Something else I should add is that there's a bit of a difference of the original Dark Urge storyline and what I wrote for Asreah's story. It's mainly just addons, nothing major, but still, it's not a 1-for-1 copy of the original storyline for the Dark Urge. One of the not-so-minor changes is Asreah's relationships with Gortash, Orin, Ketheric, and Rhys(The Tav in this fic). I won't go into detail here but yeah; these are the more major changes.Series
- Part 2 of The Oathbreaker's Final Bow
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Quil knows she is an optimist. She also knows a lot of people find her annoying, or say other words about her. Bright and cheery. Sweet and naive. Diabetes-inducing. Very loud. The last one is totally fair because throatsinging is hard to do quietly, ignoring the fact that doing so ruins the whole point of it.
There are some people that appreciate Quil for who she is though.
But then, there is Rae.
The silver dragonborn knows that, rationally, their whole thing would not make sense.
However, Quil knows for a fact that emotions are not constrained by petty rationality. She has tried her best to express that in written song lyrics, though her efforts are not yet bearing full fruit.She just needs to survive until they do.
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落寞的秋夜、昏暗的烛光，惨遭梦魔调戏的独行者回忆过往。幻想与现实交融，模糊不清。略带哀伤，安宁地沉沦的氛围。
On an autumn night, under the dim candlelight, the lonely traveler who had just been teased by the incubus, fell into memories of the past. Fantasy and reality are intertwined and blurred. There is a slightly mournful and peaceful atmosphere of sinking.
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If there’s one thing that Astarion knows how to do, it’s submit to a little discomfort in the present so he can get what he wants in the future. Only now, what he’s getting will actually be what he wants, rather than just a way to spare himself something worse.
The only question now is… what does he actually want? After so many years of never being able to choose that for himself, he’s not really sure where to start.
He looks to the sky, deep blue fading to gray as dawn approaches, and thinks it might just be… this. If he can be the one to make the choice, that matters more to him than whatever decision he might make.
Astarion’s hunger is getting too strong for him to ignore, but he isn’t the only one at camp with an unspeakable craving.
A Dark Urge/Astarion fic. Part of a series, but can be read as a standalone story.
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- Part 2 of My Dagger-Happy Friend
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“I think I’d like to go home.” She whispered.
Astarion dragged his eyes away from her lips, surprised.
“Certainly.” He gently nodded. “Would you like to gather your things first?”
“I don’t know if I want to go back there.” She said, waving her hand behind her in the direction of the palace.
Astarion smiled sadly.
“That is a sentiment I can get behind.” He said, taking her hand. “Off we go then.”
Ophelia Nydoren had aspirations of being a big name in Baldur's Gate, and for a little while, everything looked promising.
Her life would soon be on a very different path. And Astarion would be the catalyst.
Fic starts at the beginning of Act 3, has a multi chapter spanning flashback, and will very much divert from canon at that point, but definitely pick up some of the story beats from the end of the game.
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Bloomridge Park is a well-known spot in Baldur’s Gate for lovers to enjoy one another’s company. But for Connie, it’s a place that brings back painful memories. When her dear love, Gale, wishes for a romantic stroll through the park, will she be able to hide her sadness for his sake?
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- Part 2 of Swords, Spells, and Sweets
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Right, it’s flowing down your arms now. The warm wistfulness that a good dream brings, promising with its tenderness to haunt you better than any nightmare could. It’s pooling in your hands, dripping towards your fingertips -- as it should.