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Haxo | 28 | Ghost | BG3 | KCD2 | Anything and everything I like

[mottesk]

~nom

henry always smells like flowers

[valcabre]

Poppies in Skalitz red...

(Companion piece to Henry and the marigolds)

[valcabre]

I hc that yellow marigolds remind Henry of someone

(Now has a companion piece here!)

[haxo-lw]

I haveth painted this sun-shapes ceramic plate. Please enjoy Henry as a bunny and Hans’s favorite line.

[rennerei]

priorities

[vatilu]

Little star

[tastysemochka]

from that day on I was his

[ghoulishly-yours]

do you think while the party is sleeping/trancing the brainworm bond lets them accidentally see memories and dreams they otherwise wouldn't share?

karlach dreams of fire and hell-rot, of cobblestones and riots of flowers, of demon carrion and infernal machinery. (she escaped avernus, but is she not free?)

wyll's dreams are bittersweet recollections of home, memories of the boy he was, of the guilty taste of freedom as he makes a name for himself as a hero (would his father be proud of man he is now?)

shadowheart's mind is haunted with dark forests, searing moonlight glinting off wolf fangs, but there is still no succor to be had in the shadows (only a dark justiciar is worthy of shar's love, she must become more-)

lae'zel dreams of an astral sea she's never seen, the soft white light of forever from the back of a red dragon. its scales reflect on her silver sword, turning the blade crimson. she is mighty, she is Wrath (she is forsaken)

Gale's dreams begin sweetly; of home, of tara, the kinder times with Mystra. the orb throbs, his mouth tastes of sour bile, rancid and thick (he will never be pure again, such is the price of mortal ambition)

astarion relives a thousand punishments, countless hands and faceless bodies losing themselves in him, forever plagued with that pierce clawing hunger (he will never be clean again, even the sunlight isn't enough to scour the past away)

mornings are a quiet affair in their camp. they've already said too much for dawns soft light, without so much as a single word at all

[haxo-lw]

I wrote an Astarion/Tav fic about this ! In it, Tav witnesses memories from Astarion’s mortal life (slowly ressurfacing after they defeat Cazador) and he is unaware he’s sharing his dreamish memories through tadpole. I’ll link it here for anyone interested, hope it’s a pleasant read !

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

[haxo-lw]

Hi shameless self-promotion here !

I wrote several BG3 Astarion/Tav fanfictions, here’s a list below. Thank you to anyone taking the time to check them out :)

***

Things present, things past

Five years after the fall of the Netherbrain, Shadowheart hosts a get-together for the party. Astarion and Dark-Urge Tav are expecting a child, and all it entails.

A two-chapter exploration of guilt, healing and the responsabilities of parenthood. Fluffy moments and heavier ones. Trigger warning : discussion of infanticide.

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

***

The Fire at midnight series contains three one-shot set at different stages of the Astarion/Tav romance (basically act one, act two pre-confession and right before act three). Can totally be read seperately and in any order.

Of mice and vampire

Astarion and Tav are alone by the fireside and continue their flirting game.

Just flirting.

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Bloody Tears

Astarion comes back all bloody from his nightly hunt. Tav wants to help him clean up but this isn’t the sexy time you think it is.

Hurt/comfort where Astarion comforts a distraught Tav doubting her leadership.

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Wouldn’t it be nice

As they near the Gate, the party discusses what comes after for them. Astarion and Tav dream of a life together.

Some fluff for your soul. Typical idiots in love.

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

[haxo-lw]

Babe wake up new fic just dropped

In death, life

Five years after the fall of the Brain, Astarion and Tav are married and looking for a way to get Astarion into the sun again. They arrive in a forlorn Lathander temple where a relic might be what they’re looking for…

Small one-shot, dialogue heavy and fluffy, where Tav uses all of her bardness in a big monologue.

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

[haxo-lw]

The Masque of the Red Death

« A deadly plague. A defying Papa Emeritus III. A congregation to keep away from the disease, and to entertain through self-isolation.

Sometimes, the party has to end. »

This work is a rewrite of Edgar Alan Poe’s eponymous short story to make it more Ghost-lore compatible (as in : everything is written and adjusted by me based on the original short story and all and any quotes from the og work are in italic.) Thank you anyone who’ll take the time to read, I hope you enjoy :)

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

[haxo-lw]

Hi shameless self-promotion here !

I wrote several BG3 Astarion/Tav fanfictions, here’s a list below. Thank you to anyone taking the time to check them out :)

***

Things present, things past

Five years after the fall of the Netherbrain, Shadowheart hosts a get-together for the party. Astarion and Dark-Urge Tav are expecting a child, and all it entails.

A two-chapter exploration of guilt, healing and the responsabilities of parenthood. Fluffy moments and heavier ones. Trigger warning : discussion of infanticide.

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

***

The Fire at midnight series contains three one-shot set at different stages of the Astarion/Tav romance (basically act one, act two pre-confession and right before act three). Can totally be read seperately and in any order.

Of mice and vampire

Astarion and Tav are alone by the fireside and continue their flirting game.

Just flirting.

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Bloody Tears

Astarion comes back all bloody from his nightly hunt. Tav wants to help him clean up but this isn’t the sexy time you think it is.

Hurt/comfort where Astarion comforts a distraught Tav doubting her leadership.

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Wouldn’t it be nice

As they near the Gate, the party discusses what comes after for them. Astarion and Tav dream of a life together.

Some fluff for your soul. Typical idiots in love.

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

[cyrus-thenotsogreat]

people without any whimsy scare me. why are you like that. where are your trinkets.

[peachpaloma]

The Lovers

Kaja Horvat, 2024

[mardyart]

his turn

[mardyart]

and a few other versions

[erowid]

1975 custom Levi jacket

[constellatedlove]

online friends are just. i miss you like we’ve met before. you know my family inside and out and none of them know you. the ocean is achingly big but you know i’d cross it for you. you text me good morning as i finish dinner. i wish you could come over for dinner. we have a hundred plans of things to do together and they all feel so far away. i love you as if you were here. for now i’ll love you from here.

[privatejoker]

we are all very lonely and desperate for friendship i dont think you will really embarrass yourself by unabashedly seeking it out. i think you will find many other people are also looking for it. people will gravitate towards you if you just let them. its going to be fine