Fanfiction Masterlist

Well it about about time I re-organized everything.

Also this “pin a post on top of your blog” feature is kind of neat.

All 999/Zero Escape fics here.

All Our Flag Means Death fics here.

Baldur’s Gate III

Title: Hell to Pay Link: Tumblr, Ao3 Summary: Assassinating an archdevil is a daunting task, even for the heroes of Baldur’s Gate. Some inside help from ‘the devil they know’ would be good, if not for the detail their last meeting ended with said devil dead in his own home. Or did it? Characters: Raphael, the Dark Urge, Astarion, Haarlep, Halsin, Karlach, Wyll Rating: M Status: In progress

Title: A Deal in Three Acts Link: Tumblr, Ao3 Summary: Weeks since Raphael took temporary residence at Sharess’ Caress, Haarlep is bored. Still waiting for Tav to take him up on his offer, Raphael is frustrated. Tav chooses an interesting evening to show up with a counter-offer. Characters: Raphael, Haarlep, Tav. Rating: Explicit Status: Complete

The Great Ace Attorney

Title: A Case of Identity Link: Tumblr, Ao3 Summary: On that fateful night in Lowgate cemetery, the bullet finds its target in Enoch Drebber. When he awakens he’s locked behind an iron mask, facing a lifetime of imprisonment as the mass murderer who survived a botched execution - the Professor. However, help is afoot. Characters: Enoch Drebber, Esmeralda Tusspells, Herlock Sholmes, Yujin Mikotoba, Tobias Gregson, Gina Lestrade, Mael Stronghart Rating: T Status: In progress

#gravity falls #ace attorney #coco #moana #good omens #zero escape #gabriel knight #our flag means death #ofmd #the great ace attorney

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Anonymous asked:

peek of what you're writing?

Sure! It's the BG3 longfic, I'll hopefully be able to update either tomorrow or over the weekend.

“Give me a good reason why I should open any portal for you.” “What do you mean by that?” Astarion’s voice was full of indignation. “We’re going to pay you, is that not reason enough?” Standing behind the counter, Helsik scoffed. “You were also supposed to pay me last time, if you recall, with the Gauntlets of Hill Giant Strength you took from the House of Hope.” “Were they now?” Raphael asked, arms crossed. Of course, he didn’t look like himself now: revealing his continued survival to a warlock of Mammon liable to immediately relay the information to anyone who may care for the right amount of coin would be, to put it mildly, sheer idiocy. A simple disguise spell had turned him into an unremarkable enough half-elf, and thank the gods Helsik seemed none the wiser. “I may have heard of those gauntlets. Extremely rare indeed. And what, pray tell,” he added, shooting a pointed look in Durge’s general direction, “has happened to those?” Fervently hoping Raphael would shut his damn mouth before he gave the rouse away, Durge shifted a little. To be entirely honest, keeping them had been Astarion’s idea, but… well, they hadn’t protested too much, either. “Well, you see, we figured we may put them to good use, they fit Karlach really well--” “So they broke our deal,” Helsik spoke, her own arms crossed, and looked back at Totally Not Raphael, who was still glaring at Durge. She seemed glad to have found someone who sounded as outraged as she did. “They went ‘I just killed a devil, do you really want to argue’ at me, and just kept the payment for my services. Can you believe it?” “I can, actually,” he replied, his voice flat in a way that clearly suggested he had carnage on his mind, and was really quite cross that he could not enact it.

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Heartbreaking: This person is making great points but they're being a huge fucking asshole about it so you can't reblog any of it

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Heartbreaking: This person is making great points but they're saying you're a bad person if you don't reblog so you can't reblog any of it

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Anonymous asked:

Have you named the mice your fostering?

There are some I can't tell apart, so I'm calling them Tav, Tav, Tav, Tav, Tav, Tav, and Durge.

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Raphael's class

So, @sabbathism and I were talking about the unique spells Raphael has in the fight. We talked about how there is so much about him that screams BARD and yet the way he casts is a bit different - specifically how soul charges double as both spell slots and sorcery points.

We also discussed Raphael's ability to use Hellfire - one literal hell of a feat for anyone who's not an Archdevil - and joked about how much that might annoy Mephistopheles.

And it hit us that actually, wait up - yes he did. Everything would make perfect sense if we assume Raphael was multiclassing. So we looked a few things over, and remembered that Mephistopheles tieflings do have a natural affinity with arcane magic (think how Burning Hands, a wizard and sorcerer only spell, is available to Mephistopheles tieflings as a race trait).

So @sabbathism looked up a few things about sorcery and

There is also the fact Raphael is seen making things appear - the contract, the Orphic Hammer - very casually with a snap of his fingers, and no verbal component at all. This is something consistent with a sorcerer using a Subtle Spell sorcery point.

In conclusion: Raphael as a sorcerer who multiclassed and leveled up as a bard ~~cause being just a sorcerer was not Dramatic enough~~.

Which is kind of hilarious because Mephistopheles is literally a wizard and wizards notoriously have beef with sorcerers.

"What the fuck do you MEAN I had to WORK for it and this brat is just BORN WITH IT--"

#bg3 #baldurs gate 3 #raphael bg3 #bg3 raphael #raphael the cambion #mephistopheles bg3 #dnd

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I HAVE BEEN ASKED TO FOSTER SOME MICE AND THEY'RE TEENY TEENY TINY. HOW ARE THEY SO TINY. IS THIS LEGAL.

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taahko

i think some of you dont like narratives or stories or characters i think you just like fanfiction tropes

taahko

protagonists can and will be sexist, racist, insensitive, cruel, stupid, etc, especially towards the beginning of a story. these are called character flaws and they are a surprise tool that will lead to narrative fulfillment later

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lesbianralzarek

"hey, have you ever heard of this porn novel? i found it in my dad's drawer 7+ years ago" -me when im normal and have regular amounts of socialization

"oh, defo. idk my own name but i can quote that directly" -me when im normal and can spot when others are also being normal

#bg3

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tovanori

My experience so far...

#accurate tbh #bg3

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tadfools

this game has no right to be as funny as it is

#bg3

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[Baldur's Gate III] Wire in the Blood

Title: Wire in the Blood Summary: Mephistopheles sneered. "You have nothing of worth to offer me. You are nothing." "Your ichor must be unimpressive indeed," Raphael bit, "for some mortal blood to make it so worthless." It was a mistake, of course, and one that would cost him dearly. [It's not often that Haarlep regrets indulging Raphael. This is one of those times.] Characters: Raphael, Haarlep, 'Mephistopheles'. Raphael/Haarlep, Raphael/'Mephistopheles' Rating: Explicit Warnings: Consensual non-con, daddy issues off the charts. Status: Complete

Also on Ao3

*** Read the warnings. Read them again. This isn't incest on a sheer technicality but it's still plenty fucked up. The dove is dead and in full rigor mortis. ***

Hell, as Raphael was fond of saying, had its rules. Many of them written, quite literally in blood, and others unwritten but no less important. Of these, most were easily understood by anybody with two brain cells left to rub together. No need to ask how they came to be, either.

‘If Mephistopheles looks angry, run’ was one such rule.

The vast majority of the servants and souls at the House of Hope had never gazed upon the visage of the Lord of the Eighth, who truth be told was prone to change said visage when the whim took him. Still, when a blast rang out in the room of the Outer Portals and a towering devil with thick curved horns clad in red robes strode out of the portal to Mephistar, all of them knew there was no stopping him, and recognized the only reasonable course of action.

Run.

Mephistopheles deigned none of them of even a passing glance as they scrambled out of the way and went to cower as far as they could get, all the way into the foyer. He stepped past, leaving a scorched-black line on the carpet. He was there to seek one being, and one being only.

And it didn’t take long to find him.

#baldurs gate 3 #bg3 #bg3 raphael #raphael bg3 #raphael the cambion #haarlep #bg3 haarlep #haarlep bg3 #mephistopheles bg3

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The social attitude regarding age is consistently getting weirder. You’re not ‘pushing 30’ you’re just in your late 20s. 30 is not old and neither is 40 while I’m at it. Growing older is an enormous privilege and displaying that age is a gorgeous component of life. Spending your days trying to reverse that grace breeds an eternally wasted life.

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butchhatred

ohhhhh my god u made your greedy rich villain fat? should we tell everyone? should we throw a party? should we invite jk rowling

#i've seen otherwise excellent stuff #just falling flat on this #“hey what should we use as a shorthand to visually show how greedy this bastard is”#“make them fat”#“GROUNDBREAKING”

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honestly you all are so annoying because motherhood IS interesting but fandom people are simultaneously obsessed with deciding that every woman has motherly qualities and completely disinterested in actually exploring motherhood as a role that informs a character. I do think exploring a character being a mother can be wildly interesting if they are canonically one, but because of misogyny, people just view motherhood as a totally unremarkable naturalized state that all women must inhabit!

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Anonymous asked:

Peek of what youre writing?

Sure! Working on a BG3 oneshot that's, uh, plenty fucked up I guess. This one will come with warnings.

“Of all the rotten fruit my seed has borne, you fester worse than most. I have allowed you to fester for far too long. But no more.” “My liege Lord, I don’t understand--” “There is much you don’t understand, halfbreed, even when your arrogance tells you otherwise.” The Archmage of the Hells sneered, the malevolence seeping off him almost tangible enough for Raphael to choke on it. “Did you truly think I would not notice you asking questions, circling my vault like the scavenger you are?” Raphael swallowed, throat bobbing against the steel-trap grasp of the hand threatening to crush his neck. The thought of trying to fight was there one moment, and gone from his mind the next. The Lord of the Eighth could destroy him, body and soul, with little more than the lifting of a finger. “Lord Mephistopheles, my intentions--” “Don’t you deny it, or I’ll make a meal out of your soul here and now,” Mephistopheles cut him off. “Meager as that meal would be, it would be preferable by far to the chore that it is to listen to your excuses.” A pause, those cold eyes turning to the rest of the boudoir, the portraits on the walls. He sneered. “You still like to pretend you’re a proper devil, I see. It was amusing enough, I suppose, when you were but a child. Now it’s only pathetic. Do you think I do not know what your incubus does to you? What you beg them to do to you?” “I…” Raphael tried to speak, but his tongue felt heavy as lead, all his eloquence gone. A hand ripped open his collar and there they were, the marks Haarlep had left on him the previous night, plain for the Cold Lord to see.