#ketheric thorm x reader

[honest-moth-of-silver-grove]

ʙɢ𝟹 ᴠɪʟʟᴀɪɴs ᴡ/ ᴀ ʜᴀᴘᴘʏ-ɢᴏ-ʟᴜᴄᴋʏ s/ᴏ

ғᴇᴀᴛᴜʀɪɴɢ: The Emperor, Raphael, Minthara, Kethric Thorm, Gortash, Orin, and The Dark Urge.

ᴛʀɪɢɢᴇʀ ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢ: Typical BG3 canon-like mentions of violence 

ᴛʜᴇ ᴇᴍᴘᴇʀᴏʀ:

Loves how easily you take him at his word, as opposed to assuming he is evil simply for being a mindflayer.

Enjoys seeing the world through your eyes, as he’s stuck in the astral plane. He appreciates your rose-colored tales of your day-to-day life. They almost remind him of what it felt like to be human.

Shares with you all the memorabilia he has collected in his hideout beneath the Elfsong Tavern because he knows you’ll appreciate the sentimentality.

✦

ʀᴀᴘʜᴀᴇʟ:

Can’t help but be drawn to your kindness and inquisitive nature, the way a predator is called to its prey.

He knows you are no threat to him, so he’ll allow himself to be unguarded around you, should you have earned it.

Repeatedly insists you come to live with him in his House of Hope, as you will be safe in his tightly guarded and highly manicured domain. At the same time, he relishes the opportunity visiting you brings.

Enjoys getting a taste of the mundane through your ever-optimistic eyes. It’s like a play-by-play of humanity— without the usual pathetic bitterness.

✦

ᴍɪɴᴛʜᴀʀᴀ:

Has a love-hate relationship with your kindness and naivety. On one hand, she enjoys the benefits you personally bring her; on the other hand, you’d be killed in Menzoberranzan almost instantly. 

You are not worthy of a drow matriarch's house, and yet, she cannot find the will to tear herself from your alliance because, deep down, Minthara loves just how much you remember about her. She takes great comfort in knowing there is someone, even a weak and loving someone like you, who will remember her strength after she is gone. 

Does everything she can to protect you, and why yes, that does include secretly poisoning you to build up your tolerance. 

✦

ᴋᴇᴛʜᴇʀɪᴄ ᴛʜᴏʀᴍ:

Your innocence reminds him of happier times— back when he still had his wife and daughter around, back when he could honestly say he had a happy family.

It starts as more of a protective instinct within him. He can’t bear to see one more pure thing be corrupted by the cruelties of this world.

But before long, he finds he takes great comfort in listening to you speak and watching you as you interact with the various goblins and soldiers within Moonrise Towers.

If he hadn’t sold his soul to share, then murky, Ketheric might’ve been so moved by your kindness as to stop the shadow curse. But alas, even your great heart cannot undo millennia of heartache.

✦

ɢᴏʀᴛᴀsʜ:

Loves that you’re genuinely sweet and caring- it looks very good for his image.

Appreciates how you soften his demeanor when in a crowd.

Is lowkey selfish when it comes to sharing you with the public. He’s never known much kindness, so he prefers to be the only one receiving all of your kindness.

Does NOT tell you ANYTHING about his or The Chosen Three’s Plan. He knows you wouldn’t approve; it’s not exactly nice to strip away everyone’s free will after all.

Refuses to tadpole you, even with Orin and Ketheric insisting. He couldn’t do that to you; besides, he does not need to. You already trust him implicitly.

✦

ᴏʀɪɴ:

Keeps you far away from other Bhalists and the Bhal Temple. She refuses to share you with them.

Is constantly fighting her urge to slice you up— to tear you limb from limb in ritualistic torture. She knows your sweet cries of betrayal would sound like music to her ears. But she just can’t do that. (Probably. Yet.)

Loves shapeshifting into random people to interact with you, just to see all the different sides of your good nature. She knows she can’t experience it any other way.

Wonders how Durge would handle such a predicament, as she used to look up to and admire them.

✦

ʙᴏɴᴜs! ᴇᴠɪʟ!ᴅᴜʀɢᴇ:

Sets you up in a nice apartment in Baldur’s Gate, and gives you explicit instructions not to wander outside without protection. 

Fears that you will fall prey to the thieves and guilds that run the underground and be either killed or kidnapped before they can interfere on your behalf. 

After the… accident, they forget most about you. All they can remember is a bright light, emanating from a stranger’s clouded face. Who could this ray of sunshine be? And how could they be an ally while Durge is such a monster? 

They do not know the true depth of your relationship, but one thing is for certain: they are going to do everything in their power to find out. 

ᴀ/ɴ: I know I haven't written or posted anything original for like a year… And that makes me sad. But it’s bittersweet, because believe it or not, I think I’ve been getting better (mentally, emotionally, physically) this past year, and that just ended up taking precedence. I still love fandom, and I still love writing. I still want to continue my ongoing headcanons and answer the asks in my inbox. 

So I guess what I’m really trying to say is… Thanks. Thanks for being here, and for having been here throughout it all. I’m truly grateful that at the end of the day, no matter how long it’s been, I can always come home to Tumblr, to fandom, to fanfic, to artwork. I just think that’s beautiful. 

As always…

With Love, 

-Mothmom 

[lilith-and-baldursgate]

Ketheric: I'm not doing to well

Orin: What's wrong?

Ketheric: I have this headache and it won't go away

*Gortash enters the room*

Ketheric: There it is again

Orin: Don't worry I have one of those too

*Y/N following after Gortash*

[donat-senpai]

This work lay in drafts for a very long time. Now I have translated everything. Woohoo! (Reminder: English is not my native language. There are mistakes here)

Please don't read this if you are uncomfortable with the yandere! Pairing: Yandere! Ketheric Thorm x Reader, Yandere! Enver Gortash x Reader, Yandere! Orin the Red x Reader tw: platonic obsession, manipulation, restriction of freedom, mention of murders

I'm ready to throw an idea at you. Attention. You get into the bg3. BUT you aren't Tav and you aren't together with Tav. You find yourself among the Chosen Three. And they become platonic yandere!

Ketheric Thorm, Enver Gortash and Orin the Red will know that you know about their future. You know how to achieve certain events, as well as how to prevent it. Keeping you close is not only a necessary measure, but also an advantage. From now on, they must do everything to prevent Tav from finding out about you and taking you away.

You spend the least amount of time with Ketheric Thorm. As the leader of the army, he is always in the most dangerous places of the war. Besides, the Moonrise Towers are a dangerous place. There are a lot of killers there. You are usually in full view of Ketheric. Over time, you begin to get used to it. Ketheric listens, but often doesn't pay attention. You can tell him anything. At this time he goes about his business, sometimes nodding to you. But if you suddenly ask him a question, he will simply look at you menacingly, making you afraid. The old man is not angry. He just didn't remember anything you said and doesn't want to admit it. Your voice helps him not to worry. If you're still talking, it means you haven't been eaten. Therefore, he can continue his business. When you leave the Moonrise Towers, Ketheric looks with bitterness at the things you leave behind. It reminds him of the times when he was still a father. Perhaps he will put your drawing or note in one of his books.

Orin will become friend or foe depending on your decision. If you refuse to help them, She will find ways to make you talk. Her ideas about the world are very perverted, so friendship with Orin barely differs from enmity. She will take great pleasure in fooling around with you. She likes to scare you by telling you colorful ways of killing you. You will probably not be able to make friends because of her. It's hard to trust someone and tell your secrets when that someone could be Orin herself. She will need time to convince Gortash and Ketheric to allow you to visit the Bhaal’s Temple. They don't trust Orin. The more disgusted you are by the atmosphere of her temple, the more fun she will experience. In the depths of his bedroom, Orin will get a little soft. She will let you play with her hair. And she will talk about the teachings of Bhaal, but not with the intention of scaring, but with the desire to share something hidden for her. She will also want to teach you how to make a sacrifice to her god correctly. If you refuse, she will be upset, but will not insist. (Gortash made it clear to her that she should not break you.) Then she brings you back and avoids you for a week or two. It's new for her to feel this way. Not even her family received this honor. When she calms down and copes with unusual emotions, she will visit you again. And she will promise to kill you in the most beautiful way possible when necessary. It's not a threat. This is her expression of love.

It is with Lord Gortash that you spend the most time. His castle is safe, and the Steel Watchers walk around the city everywhere. You are well dressed and always look great to match him. High society is asking questions about who you are to him. Are you a lover, relative, decoration or pet? Only you and Gortash know that you are a means to achieve his goals. And only Lord Gortash knows that you are someone he has grown more attached to than he should have. He gives you almost anything you want, but expects you to cooperate in return. In addition, Gortash believes that just looking beautiful next to him is not enough. Therefore, all your free time (which is not much) will be occupied with training. If you escape from the castle (which is absolutely impossible), the guards will bring you back. Gortash is perhaps the only one among the owners of three stones who understands that your usefulness is not constant. Everything can go along the route you know with minor changes in his favor. Or it may happen that what is happening will become completely new even for you. Sometimes he jokes that he will throw you out when you become useless. But you still remember how Lord Gortash got angry at the impudent Count for asking to take you as his wife and Gortash ordered the insolent man to be executed.

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Somewhere in the universe, the Emperor turns the table in a rage and demands Tav to quickly find and save (kidnap) you. (I don't know how he found out about you ._.)

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Tav sighs tiredly and silently agrees. They're too tired of all. They just hope that their new future ally will be a little less problematic than everyone else in the camp.

[tamayakii]

wow no ones gonna write a fic where Tav was Ketherics little pet, who then is kinda kidnapped by gortash?? like put on the nautiloid on purpose to be infected and turn mindflayer cause tav was a distraction to ketheric and then the whole story happens and tav gets their memories back as they travel to moonrise towers and then when they realize in some sick and twisted way they love ketheric but since they lost their memories it allowed their true self to come out and they're still a loyal person, but now to their party and now they're stuck in a do i kill the man i love even though he loves me or do i betray my friends???? NO ONE?? IM GONNA HAVE TO DO IT MYSELF?

[vibingandsimping]

got anything for Ketheric or the Oathbreaker Knight by chance? 🫣

First time writing on my PC... formatting might be strange. I apologize now. I also can see my top followers? Shoutout to you guys. Not proofread... have a blast.

Ahead contains some content like smut and such.

Ketheric is an older man. We all know this. He doesn't have the stamina of a typical, younger man. That doesn't mean he doesn't try to keep up with you in both domestic activities and the bedroom. A lot of his time is taken up by governing Moonrise and overseeing his growing army. As well as assisting Orin and Gortash's plans for domination. His spare time is spent with you as much as he can! Whether that's doing something like a hobby of yours or his. One good feature of his is that he's always showing interest in your own interests. He wants to learn about you when he can. He'll make sure you get the finest food and treatment around Moonrise that he can assure. As far as the bedroom goes, he is similar to Oathbreaker in a sense. He doesn't typically tolerate disobedience or brats. He is too old and tired for that shit. He will come down with a harsh hand if you disrespect him in any sort. Now, he is older so it takes him a little longer to acquire an erection. He admires your form just like any other but he is seasoned. Ketheric doesn't get hard just from seeing someone nude. He needs a more seductive dance (whether that's you actually actively seducing him or engaging in some lengthy foreplay). Once both you and him are proper and ready for the more intimate acts he knows what he is doing. He treats you like fine porcelain (but he's not afraid to scratch it a bit) and focuses on your pleasure for the majority. Honestly, it can be hard wrangling him from between your thighs at this point. You'll have cum to his mouth and fingers a minimum of twice before he's even entering you. Cock aching and his chest heaving with your spent over his lips and beard. His thrusts aren't particularly bruising but they seek all your sensitive spots with such ease it's mind-melting.

Oathbreaker is a different story. He is an immortal entity so I don't believe he physically ages. He does age mentally, though. The knight has been alive for too long to also take shit. He won't regard you if you're a normal person. Only way to garner attention is if you're an Oathbreaker but... we all make sacrifices, right? It wasn't intended to meet him when you first broke your oath. The shame washing over you as the world darkened and a figure filled your vision. Though, the longer he spoke and... sympathized(?) with you the more it seemed alright. He stuck around your camp so you stuck around him. Somehow, you two ended up creating a bond of sorts. He was full of wisdom, more-specifically about your paladin nature. His ominous aura, deep voice and distinct features were attractive. When he hears wind about your attraction to him? He has a blast with it, honestly. The next time you talk to him he makes relentless comments. About how you're attracted to a being of another realm. A man who has seen nearly anything and was the first to break his own oath. You're about a puddle before he shows any of his own interest. It's been awhile since he's had a toy... and a toy you are. He regards you as if you're a dirty being. You must repent to him for going against your oath- for finding him attractive. What would your god think? I am unsure if he has... parts. He will fuck you with his fingers and the hilt of his sword, though. He takes his time with it and eases you into everything. He is a consent king beyond it all. Constantly asking for reassurance in subtle ways. The sex is less about his pleasure rather than dominance. To see you fall apart and break under his touch is pleasure enough. Kudo's to you if you find a way to make him cum!

[underthe-northernlight]

Do I have an idea for a Ketheric Thorm x Reader?? Yes. Will I probably sin for it? Maybe a little....

[vibingandsimping]

You're the only one I've ever seen write for Ketheric and I crave more content,,, literally anything about this sad old bastard,,,

I have officially received Ketheric and Oathbreaker Knight requests. I know i’ve made it in the BG3 community.

Cold steel digs into the flesh of your thighs as you shift in discomfort. It’s beyond you why this man never dresses in anything besides his armor. He’s immortal? Why does he need the constant protection? You chalk it up to a show of power, or perhaps it was the importance of the Netherstone. One that always awed you with how it shimmered in the breastplate. The air around him tense with otherworldly energy. You sharpen an inhale and find an angle that doesn’t nearly cut the circulation in your legs off. The whole reason you were even sat in his lap was to tend to his unkempt beard. Lately Ketheric had taken on too much responsibility and began to neglect himself.

You tidied and brushed it to the best of your abilities. He was a busybody and instructed those of Moonrise as you worked. Fingers deftly weaving in and out of the hair. You could’ve left a little while ago but you craved his presence and time dearly. Not only had he neglected himself but he’d been neglecting you. Lip drawn between your teeth as you laser-focused on the tiny braids you were lining the bottom third of his beard with. Tiny trinkets and such interwoven in. You finished your art with a sigh and flex of your aching fingers. Eyes trailing to your side where he finished conversation with a halfling. Ceasing the moment you tapped him and unsheathed an ornate hand-mirror tucked to your side. The elder elf blinked away his concentration and followed your gestures. He inspected himself in the reflection, fingers drawing along the freshly preened hair. There’s a moment of bated silence that’s only accompanied by a contemplative hum. His lips twitched upwards in a smile to break the unease and your heart instantly fluttered.

You dropped the mirror onto your lap as his hand rested along the small of your back. Pulling you in towards him so he could plant a kiss onto your face. A matching smile instantly appeared and the ache in your fingers and thighs suddenly no longer mattered. As the pain was never there to begin with. The low gravel of his voice rumbled your form. “Thank you, my dear. I realize it hasn’t been fair to you or me. I will try to clear some time in my schedule.” You simply nodded whilst tucking your face into the crook of his neck and shoulder. Sometimes, you had to draw him out of his crafted reality and back into yours. He treated you well when not lost in his conscious. So, you never truly mind. He held you close for the rest of the afternoon as he tended to civil work. (Upon discovery of your discomfort he instantly acquired a pillow for you. Such a gentleman.)