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Cat School Techniques by LoserCatWritesFics for elmonstro
Fandoms: Wiedźmin | The Witcher - All Media Types
03 Nov 2025
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Three times Lambert is horrified at the Cat School's practices in potion use.
Once when they're reluctant partners, once when they're bedwarmers, and once when they're lovers.
Thank you to Elmonstro for giving me like half of the ideas in this fic lmfao!
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17 Jul 2026
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How You Need To Be Loved by dancinbutterfly for eatingcroutons
Fandoms: Baldur's Gate (Video Games)
14 Feb 2024
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"Lift your head and look at me, Astarion. I need to see your eyes."
Astarion lifts his head and finds Halsin on the ground in front of him, tears on his broad face.
"Is this what you want? For me to hurt you? Like he did? Tell me the truth."
Astarion wishes he had compulsion. That made telling the truth so much easier.
"No, I hate it." He says, shakily because he doesn't want Halsin to cry over him and the truth is he hates this. He hates it with every fiber of his being.
But there's something more important than want. Astarion already hated Cazador but he will curse him to the Hells for eternity for this truth Cazador bred in him.
"But gods help me..." Astarion sobs because they haven't. They would never ever help Astarion Ancunín. "I need it."
Over the centuries of unrelenting abuse, Cazador changed something in Astarion, irrevocably. But Astarion will not allow any part of himself to belong to Cazador. Not even the parts Cazador created. Not anymore.
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With the Shadowcurse broken, and Ketheric Thorm no more, Astarion and Halsin can finally spend some celebratory intimate time together in the Last Light Inn right before they set off for Baldur's Gate.
Can be read alone or in its marked spot within Fractured Greenery!
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- Part 4 of Pen and Prose
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When he first meets Astarion - acerbic, witty, and wary - Halsin is immediately rather smitten with him. M/M, Halsin/Astarion.
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When Astarion awakens in the aftermath of the Nautiloid crash, it is not to a friendly face but the press of goblin steel against his cheek.
Now a captive of the Absolute, he is left starving and huddled in the corner, waiting for the beast that shares his cell to finally strike.
Bears, after all, are not known to be the most gracious killers.