Tell me every terrible thing you did, and let me love you anyway. -Edgar Allan Poe These are the adventures and misadventures of our favorite group of adventurers from Baldur's Gate 3 (a game that belongs to Larian Studios and which I own no rights to) as told through my Tav's eyes. It does follow along with the game, but the main focus is the romantic build up between Tav and Astarion. Along with extra bits added into the mix for additional story telling, more opportunities for bonding, and more intimate scenes between the characters as a spark of romance grows between Tav, and the mysterious elf Astarion. Not to mention, more chances for Tav to fight against the wretched evil growing inside of her only known as The Dark Urge. Come along with Tav, and the rest of the party on this adventure to Baldur's gate to rid herself of the mind flayer parasite in her head, as she finds friendship, love, and her own inner strength along the way. WARNING: Mature content ahead - strong language, descriptions of blood, violence, and suggestive scenes abound, as the story flows the game play closely. On that note, I must also warn you that this story is teaming with spoilers. In fact, the entire story is nothing if not one massive, walking spoiler. So if you haven't played the game yet, or completed it, and do not want spoilers, I high suggest you put off reading this until you've finished the game. Alternatively, if you're looking for a fun fanfic that follows the story line without having to put in the effort to play the game, then you're in luck. Thank you for reading, I hope you enjoy!

Based off the line Astarion gives you if you try to break up with him after killing the absolute. "Don't be stupid darling, you're mine remember? The tadpole is gone, which mines your future is mine to decide."

[Completed] Y/N is a 17-year-old girl who has been isolated in a Mental Institution for 3 years now, every passing hour becoming a blur. Days are long, but nights are even longer. She's trapped in her small room, in her head. There is no escape. The closest she can ever get to the outside world is by looking out the small window by her bed, the glass is too thick to break. An old notebook is her only belonging, in which she writes her thoughts in very often. It was the same routine every single day, nothing different happened. Until she saw him. A man, maybe a bit older than her, watching her through her small window. Her little dark world is opened to so many possibilities she is nearly overwhelmed. As time goes on, however, things kinda get out of hand. ➸Disclaimers inside ( i ) ➸Cover Art: Ashiva-K-I on Deviantart