#bloodweave rps

[tadpoleatemybrain]

Ok so here's what I'm really really craving

Bloodweave reincarnation rp

Yes I'm sure this has been overdone but shhhh shhh shhh

Good ending Gale and unascended Astarion. Together, happy, great. Well, eventually, Gale passes (because human) and obviously, Astarion is upset. But not overly concerned. He knows death isn't final. It takes a long time, but then one day, he feels that pull again, and he recognizes it.

The fiest time is rocky. Astarion is hesitant. Should he attempt to interact with this person? This person might have Gale's soul, but they're not really Gale. Not his Gale anyway. They won't remember, it won't be the same. And yet they do end up interacting. And over time those memories do come back and they fall in love again.

Astarion makes a promise to find Gale every time he comes back and he does so over and over again. Happy to hear about what new adventure his partner has been on.

Except in this latest reincarnation for some reason the magic words don't work or at the very least don't initially seem to. Astarion repeats the process as he has many times before and is already acting like things are back to normal.

"Just once, can't you be reborn as something with a longer lifespan? This little game of hide and seek we always do really does eat into our time together."

"Do I know you?" There is no trace of recognition in his eyes.

"Oh, oh shit. This isn't normally how this goes."

He missed one

[elfsyellowflowerzart]

vampire bites can be so romantic

[circlesofkell]

Since the intimate night you spent with Gale at Moonrise Towers, he knows how you feel about Mystra and his fixation on the powers of the gods. But when Mystra summons him to an audience, the gravity of her demands threatens to tear you both apart. Tested under Mystra's hand in the chasm of the Weave's crushing weight, it will take the most divine of corporeal forces to bring Gale back to himself.

(Linked fic contains explicit sexual themes and language, 18+ only)

“Perhaps,” you smile in spite of yourself. “In any case… there could be some peon scrabbling in the dirt somewhere who may find you close enough to divinity just as you are.” 

He closes the distance between your bodies. “And who might that be, to confer such lofty praise on this ignoble wizard?”

“No one I know of!” You glance surreptitiously sideways, trying to evade his way of looking past your defenses, looking into you, looking through you. “It’s purely a hypothetical consideration.”

“Hmm, of course, purely hypothetical.” He slides an arm around your waist and takes your jaw delicately in his powerful hand. As you glance up from under your lashes to meet his lustrous gaze, your heart leaps into your throat and seizes against your will. “Hypothetically, of course,” he muses, “such a person could never be described as a scrabbling peon. Enchanting treasure, perhaps… celestial scion, probably. Resplendent idol of magnificence, almost certainly. But scrabbling peon? A woefully inaccurate depiction.” The torches flicker warm shadows across Gale’s face.

“Hypothetically, of course,” you smile coyly, “such a person would probably be quite taken with you under this torchlight… concentration could be off the table altogether.”

His cocky grin flashes bright in the low orange light of the braziers. “Perhaps I could think of some way to entice such a hypothetical person’s focus.”

Longing burns sweet and twisting in the pit of your belly, pulling you in closer toward the heat of Gale’s body. You slip your hand between the parting of his long robe and rest one finger on the waistband of his trousers. “Hypothetically,” you breathe, “such a person might entreat you to indulge her imagination a moment longer.”

He lifts one eyebrow slightly, a sliver of his tongue tracing the line of his white teeth across his enamored smile. “You know how I live to indulge you.”

[azrieldreemurrz]

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[angst-demon]

Okay so I’m desperate to play Astarion (I’m basic I know) and I’m willing to play him against literally anyone in a post canon! I want to do hurt/comfort focusing on Astarion and his partner healing from trauma both from before the tadpoles and from the last few weeks of craziness. Halstarion and Bloodweave are my favorites, but I’m developing a fondness for Wyllstarion and Bloodshadow. I’m also open to Tavs though I’ll probably be picky about them! If you’re interested please DM me

[d-cayedheart]

look the obsession runs deep and while I’m in the process of writing a fic for it, it’s not curbing my cravings (no pun intended haha) so while this is probably a very, very niche audience, we ball. if anyone is down to rp gale x astarion (bloodweave i think is what we’re going with??), then pls dm me. I don’t use tumblr often, much less for rps and my preferred platform is discord but ay I’m flexible. don’t let my illiterate post fool you, I’m mostly a 3rd person pov lit para writer, and I’d be more than happy to share some of my works to see if our styles click! preference for playing Gale and open to nsfw content but like I said, I’m flexible in this regard! rant over, thanks for reading my word vomit <3

[dogofbhaal]

looking for bg3 moots/ppl to follow!

hii i'm a twitter migrant and I wish to be more active on tumblr! looking for active #bg3 moots - masu, 25, queer desi, she/they - 2 Durge OCs: Xacrys (wild mage sorc) & Zarra (old one warlock) ! - plays DnD irl: Shadar-Kai College of Whispers Bard [lvl 12] + Warlock lvl 1 - TALK TO ME ANYTHING ABOUT BG3 OR DND PLS - nsfw warning! depraved villain+dark themes lover - Gale has my heart - loves all ships! hyperfixated on bloodweave, oakweave, wyllstarion - game modded af - willing to rp, lets let our OCs fall in love/become friends <3 - hobbyist artist, i try

♡ / ↻ to be mutuals!

[rp-partnerfinder]

Hello! I (24, she/her) am looking for someone (18+) to start a BG3 rp with!

I am open to a few things, but am primarily looking for Bloodweave (Astarion/Gale). I have a couple plots in mind, but am also totally open to hearing what others have in mind. I’m comfortable writing for either character, so it’s totally up to you who you like to write as!

I am also open to writing just about anything, including romance and nsfw if that’s something anyone is interested in.

I just love this game and am obsessed with these two right now, and want to write them in some capacity! I love including the other companions too :)

I write primarily on discord, and my preferred style is literate or novella. My replies generally range in length depending on what’s happening in the rp, but they’re usually long enough I to break up into multiple messages for discord. I also totally understand that life comes first so I have no expectations about speed or frequency, I just ask for clear communication <3

If anyone is interested like this post and I’ll reach out! :)

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[butchyelf]

Looking for BG3 Roleplayers!

(remaking this post to clarify what I am looking for!)

Hi, I am a semi-lit roleplayer looking for a new partner to write with! The only requirements I have is no one-liners and that you MUST be 18+ (and I only write on Discord so I would ask you use discord too!) Characters I do: Gale Rolan Raphael Astarion Lae'zel Gortash

but I am open to learning some other characters as well! Ships I like: Astarion/Gale Gale/Rolan Gale/Gortash Gale/Tav (or durge) Gale/ Anyone really lol Gortash/Durge Raphael/Tav Raphael/Gale Raphael/Astarion Lae'zel/Tav (or durge) Lae'zel/Shadowheart Rolan/Tav (or durge). I am also open to genderbent/genderswap versions of these ships! I am open to learning other ships though too and experimenting! Note: I only do f/f or m/m relationships! Gay only, sorry to those who like straight ships. No hate, all love, this is just what I am seeking! If you are interested in writing then message me on here or if you'd like a quicker response then please DM on my discord (@Soukeyez) Feel free to reply to me with your interests and what requirements you have for a writer partner as well! Thank you and I look forward to writing!

[savs-sims98]

A Night Of Debauchery

Premise: Sylvannah, Gale, and Astarion get a little too drunk and commit some truly chaotic acts of passion🤭

Astarion X OC

| 18+, Mentions of a threesome, fluff, 2 males 1 female, smut, mentions of trippy substances |

Gale, Sylvannah, and Astarion were doing some research at Sorcerer’s Sundries. Gale and Astarion were together browsing. Sylvannah was admiring some of the artifacts on display when she could hear a very intriguing conversation between the two men.

Astarion said reaching for a book “I gave my return to Baldur's Gate a lot of thought. I never pictured this, though.”

“What did you have in mind? A quiet party, toasting your return with a few good friends?” Gale asked in a joking manner.

“Less 'quiet party with friends', more 'days of hedonistic debauchery'. But otherwise, yes.” He stated looking over at Sylvannah. Astarion winked at her as he did so.

Gale looked as though he was pondering something completely off topic before stating “Sounds like a recipe for disaster. But you know what? I'm learning to enjoy the taste of chaos. Count me in.”

Sylvannah stood there and smiled to herself. Maybe each of them had the same idea.

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As they made their way back to camp Sylvannah hurried ahead of the boys. Then she stopped dead in her tracks and turned around on her heel to face them.

“I have something and I wanted to share it with the two of you for the evening.” She said pulling out a handful of mushrooms from her pack.

These were not typical everyday mushrooms for eating or potions. The bright purple colored mushrooms were of the mind altering variety. Astarion looked at her playfully. As Sylvannah looked over at Gale his eyes were wide. Her and Astarion had partaken together many times, but had Gale ever done anything like this?

“My, these are beautiful specimens. How do you suggest we take them?” Gale asked smiling as he leaned in to get a better look at them.

Sylvannah stowed them back into her pack and continued on her way. Her bright red braids flowed as she walked. The boys followed behind her.

“I thought I might brew us some tea? Then maybe we could go out for a walk. The sky looks breathtaking this time of year.”

“That sounds lovely darling.” Astarion hummed pulling her to his side. He whispered into her ear. His breath brushed up against Sylvannah’s neck. It sent a rush down her spine.

“I wonder if he takes that earring off during? Do you think so?”

They both snickered to themselves quietly. Astarion turned his head, making sure Gale had not heard that little comment.

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The three of them walked out in the woods. Sylvannah had brewed their tea at camp earlier. She made sure to add some lemon and honey to distract from the heavy earthy flavor of the mushrooms. It was soothing and by now was in full effect. The woods were alive, and each could be seen reaching out for fireflies in the dark. The stars looked brighter than ever. It truly was pretty this time of year. All senses were heightened and the night seemed to glow in its own way.

As she walked she brushed up against Gale slightly. He stopped walking as he noticed she was starting to take out and unravel her braids. Her hands looked like they danced as she worked. He always admired her beauty; she knew this. She held his gaze as she suddenly crossed her arms and removed her blouse over her head. Sylvannah’s bare breasts sprung free with a bounce as she tossed her shirt down to the grass.

Her hand reached for his face and she cupped his cheek in her hands. He could see tracers as her delicate hand touched his skin. He was sure she could feel him sweating. Sylvannah motioned her head over to Astarion. Gale turned to see him coming out from behind a tree. As he did so she spoke into his ear.

“Would you still like a little Chaos, Mr. Dekarios?” She could see the bulge in his pants flex as she bit his earlobe lightly.

Astarion had taken this moment to undress as well. Although he had fully disrobed. Gale could see his glistening form in the light of the moon. His pale skin did nothing to take away from his strong features. As his eyes trailed down he could see Astarion was rock hard. The muscle in his thighs shook lightly as he strode over to them.

Damn it. Gale had to admit he liked what he seen.

“We’ll be gentle, we promise. Won’t we dear?” Astarion asked Sylvannah.

Before beginning the night's activities, Gale used his hands to cast a spell. Out of purple weave and smoke came a big purple bed. It had a canopy and on the bed was a vintage bottle of wine. Sylvannah removed her skirt. Taking time to wiggle her ass out of it while eyeing both the men. Both Astarion and her helped Gale onto the bed. Sylvannah snaked her hands under his purple woven shirt and pulled it up and off him.

Both rogues made eye contact with each other. Astarion unbuttoned Gale's pants and pulled them down past his legs taking his white undergarments as well. They all lay exposed to one another now. Gale leaned into Sylvannah and kissed her sloppily and needy.

Although this position would not do. Astarion wanted him on his knees. He helped Gale to stand on his knees on the bed. Astarion assumed the same position behind him and reached for Gale's dick. He started pumping fast and hard. Placing kisses and nipping at his neck. Gale could feel his dick pulsing with pleasure as he became even harder.

Sylvannah got in front and took hold of his balls in her hand. As she massaged his balls she kissed him. Crashing her tongue into Gale's mouth. He moaned in her mouth and Astarion could feel him start to come undone all over his hand. They were all reaching their peak. Astarion pressed his cock against Gale's behind and let it pulse against him.

"Would you like to see how I make Sylvannah scream in her tent? I know you've been listening in. You think I can't hear those clunky boots of yours?" Astarion laughed coyly in his ear.

The men made eye contact with one another and then to Sylvannah's emerald frame. She looked blushed from the rush of pleasure and mushrooms in her system. Astarion could see the wetness dripping down her thighs. She was panting and he could see that her hand made its way down; to work around her clit. He was going to fuck her so well in front of the Wizard of Waterdeep.

"Your turn my sweet." Astarion moved to lie down on the bed and Sylvannah got on him. He placed his hands on her plump ass and guided her down. She was reversed on him and already pushing his cock deep inside her.

Gale almost gasped at the sight. Astarion was large and she did well to take every inch. His member was fully inside her as she humped him gripping his knees. She looked carefree as her mouth hung open a little. Her eyes were hooded now as she focused on her orgasm. Astarion grabbed her ass and smacked it as he moaned outloud. She was doing her best to keep all of him inside. Her walls were tightening around him and she started to yell out. Her hands frantically reached to grip the bedsheets hard.

"Ah! Ah! My gods I'm so tight.. so wet. I think I'm going to come" she called out like a song bird.

Gale kissed her and she continued to moan in his mouth. He was amazed by her essence; the way her body moved in a perfect rhythm. The same as Astarion. It wasn't just lovemaking. Even the way they sang together was a symphony. It called out to the night and made him feel alive. This was a dance. A dance he was glad to take part in.

Astarion moved his hands from her ass and grabbed one of Gale's hands. He reached to place it on her breast. The men's hands were in sync and they started to rub Sylvannah's boobs together.

Sylvannah continued pumping and working her wet heat on Astarion. He was close and he started to moan and whine. He shot upwards gripping hold of Gale's hands to force himself up. Both the men continued to work on her tits once he was situated. Then Astarion plunged his fangs into the crook of his love's neck.

He locked eyes with Gale as he drank in deeply while fucking her harder. He was coming now. Shooting hot ropes inside her; she moaned and came again. Gale helped to hold her up and placed his mouth on one of her breasts.

They were all spent, as they fell on the bed. Tangled together in a sweaty mess. Sylvannah lay in the middle of the boys on her back. Astarion was on his side brushing strands of hair off of her face. As they sat for a minute he could see she had drifted off into meditation. He reached down to place a kiss on her forehead. Gale turned on his side to face Astarion and placed a hand on her thigh.

"She is a remarkable woman. I wanted nothing more than for her to be happy. I'm glad she found her happiness in you. You are a good guy Astarion." Gale stated matter-of-factly with a warm smile on his face.

Astarion took his other hand and placed it on Gale's and gave it a tender squeeze. "Thank you, Gale. I know her heart belongs to me. She does love all of you though. Never doubt that."

They all slept out in the woods that night. Gale was fast asleep, but Astarion lay awake for a while before going into meditation. Watching the stars. This was a good evening. In other circumstances, he would have felt bad after such an act but Astarion felt safe with Sylvannah. He felt confident in their relationship and knew that this would not do anything to change how she felt about him. If anything this may have brought him and his favorite wizard closer. He had to admit that man was powerful. As well as a great friend.

[tadpoleatemybrain]

Re-watching Tangled and I still want to write that Bloodweave Tangled-esque au rp

Astarion: "This is bad, this is very, very bad. They just can't get my nose right!"

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Astarion: "All right, listen, I didn't want to have to do this, but you leave me no choice. Here comes 'the smolder'... This is kind of an off day for me. This doesn't normally happen."

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Gale: "I've made the decision to trust you."

Astarion: "Horrible decision, really."

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Astarion: "Why is everyone randomly singing?"

If you're interested please DM!

MDNI

[elfsyellowflowerzart]

misc bloodweaves, theyre all pretty old

[berrytarte]

i have really gotten into bloodweave lately and would love to write it with someone! i could write either gale or astarion, though i do have a preference for gale. please be 20+! this would be a roleplay over discord. please like or message me and we can chat!

[jellybagofbeans]

roleplay info

my rules/style:

21+ only!

2-3 paragraphs on average with solid punctuation and grammar

i prefer discord!

i am comfortable with nsfw content, but it is by no means a requirement

i LOVE au’s! i enjoy canon stuff but am always on board for a good au :)

fandoms:

the witcher - geraskier (i prefer to write as jaskier but am flexible)

red, white, & royal blue - firstprince (i am comfortable writing either but have more experience with alex)

what we do in the shadows - nandermo (guillermo)

baldur’s gate 3 - bloodweave (gale)

feel free to send me a message or interact with this post, and i’ll reach out!

[sarahmadisonxoxo]

Bloodweave RP?

Would anyone be interested in a Bloodweave rp? Possibly taking place during the events of the game or sometime after if they've ascended. - 20+ ( No exceptions) - No one-liners please. It doesn't have to be novella, but don't just give dialogue. Give something to react to. Don't be afraid to DM me if you are interested. I never know if people hearting are interested or just being nice.

[iron-hearts-ablaze]

Ignis, Sanguis, Imperium

This is an invitation to join a Baldurs Gate 3 verse, spawned by ideas from myself, (my partner) and @galefcrce.

Ignis, Sanguis, Imperium. Fire, Blood, Control.

Lord Astarion stands on the precipice of triumph. Baldurs Gate belongs to him, his fingers stretch from the High Halls, to the dingiest alley. His grip like steel over the citizens. The heroes of Baldurs Gate - those who vanquished the Absolute - are no more. They are puppets... Spawn. They are puppets on his red strings, each turned to form his network in full. His commanders, his advisors, his eyes and ears... They belong to him...

All but a very select few led by a vexatious Tiefling - unable to be bitten when he had the chance. They must be destroyed, or turned...and if they must murder friends and foe to get to him.

So be it.

Will you obey your Master and bring the one you once called friend to his feet? To join your ranks? Will you fight against Astarion's grip and try to gain your own freedom? Can you convince him to stop this evil? Will you, Astarion, be victorious? Or doomed to follow the path once walked by Cazador? What does your soul say?

TL;DR This verse takes place when Ascended Astarion has chosen to turn the companions he travelled with into Spawn. Gale, Shadowheart, Halsin, Wyll and Lae'zel (and the dragon she commands) have all been turned. They knew him, trusted him... They were overpowered. Karlach returned to Faerûn after just over a year of tackling the Hells and Zariel's forge - her heart finally able to be controlled. Ready to be broken. Astarion welcomes her, thinking he finally has another Commander for his vastly growing army. She resists, able to control her hearts intensity and scolds any that try. She has to flee, her friends are not lost yet... She has other allies. She can find even more.

More details under the cut, but if you would like to join us, or have any questions, please don't hesitate to ask! The comments and my DMs are open, I also have a Discord upon request! The story is flexible, Origin characters are still themselves they just have another layer to consider. Tav and Durge's are more than welcome, and can choose to be Free or a Spawn so they can explore which side they want to be on.

Inspired by the Ascended Astarion Origin ending, where Astarion ponders killing his 'friends' so they cannot rise against him, I asked my partner a curious question. "What if he made them his Spawn instead? Began his army with powers he knows all too well?"

We spoke at great length about what he could do, how it could play out as a one-shot. Ideas I spoke to @galefcrce about, who also expanded it. Between us, 'Ignis, Sanguis, Imperium' was created.

Naturally this verse is very canon-divergent, just a very dark ending/expansion. It has been just over a year since the Absolute fell. Astarion's powers have grown so much since then, the corruption corroding his core. He has made Baldur's Gate his play thing, a city so vulnerable hardly resisted. But he needed the numbers to keep it within his net.

Gale was the first to turn. Oh so trusting...so loving. Astarion already had him to hand, it was oh so easy to drain him, turn him. Wait for him to return from his death. Do not be afraid, Gale, you are the start of a new reign - a new age. And you will not be alone for long...

It took time to gather the others. They wander, they settle away from the Gate. He invites them and waits so patiently. Some he may have to trick, but they show. They are welcomed, fed, watered, rested. They are at home here, for they shall never leave. He waits for them to be their most vulnerable. If they resist - and he is so sure they will - Gale is there with his helping hand. Of course he helps...he has no choice. No matter what those tears say.

He has his commanders, his powerful allies that all of the Gate look up to. Whom they trust. The citizens would follow them to the flames if they could - to Astarions embrace... The Gates are fallen. A thick, heavy fog blankets over the city to house Astarion's many children.

Oh his Spawn do push him. They fight back, they are so incredibly ungrateful...rude. Lessons are taught. They have to be. They need to learn how powerless they really are. He is no mere Vampire, he is the Vampire ASCENDED and they will know that. They will know how it is to be utterly powerless, and they will worship the ground he stands upon - appreciate the kindness he has shown them by not allowing them to die.

His eyes tell him of a sudden guest. His ears whisper stories of a known Tiefling. Karlach has returned home... Her trials in Avernus won as she overpowers those at Zariel's forge to fix her infernal engine. Fix it, they could not, but they have calmed it. She is in full control of her flames for the first time in over a decade. She can return to Faerûn at last. She is as light as air, but the fear is thick. As she travels her way closer to the City, she hears the anguish, the tales of how the Gates has fallen to the hands of a tyrant. Her home needs saving yet again.

She could not possibly imagine what she finds as she is, strangely enthusiastically, os welcomed at the bridge. The fog blocks out the sun, the streets eerily quiet. But her friends welcome her. She is elated to see them, embracing them all but they feel....cold. Their happiness seems false, strained. Were things truly that bad? All the same, she is invited to Lord Astarion's estate - a building she recognises as Cazadors just a year ago. It hasn't changed much, but he certainly has.

All seems well at first, albeit awkward. She eats her fill and takes comfort in the plush bed she has been given. She spends night after night feeling increasingly uneasy. What has happened to her beloved friends to treat her so nervously? As if trying to say something their mouths could not.

She is invited to the ballroom - a celebratory feast has been prepared to congratulate her on her return to the Gate. She feels reluctant but...these are her greatest friends. Astarion doesn't sound right, but it has been some time. Surely that's all it is.

She cannot move her body...Spells are thrown at her from every direction - from familiar hands. She is knocked prone and held in place against her will. Karlach fails to even scream as Astarion stands over her, ruby eyes glinting maliciously. Welcome home, he hisses, fangs bared.

Karlach breaks free just enough to try and slither back - enough for her panic and horror to alight her licking flames once again. Flared and ferocious. Despite being returned to her struck-down state, she is untouchable. Astarion has recoiled, furious. He tells her of his grand plan, that if she just played along she would have a home with them always. She is their beloved companion after all, they have been waiting for her for so long. They need her help bringing Tav/Durge home too, so they can all be together again. The Gate will never suffer again under his rule - all she has to do is let her turn him...

Maybe some time will help her come to her senses. An Arcana enriched cell deep underground should do the trick. Astarion has all the time in the world to let her whittle her hope down to nothing... If it weren't for one thing. He is not the only one in this House...

Shaking, terrified and regretful, Gale has dropped the key that only he has of Karlach's cage. He was trusted by Astarion - a trust that Gale may come to regret losing. Gale can no longer stand back and let this happen to anyone else. He was overpowered, but not entirely powerless. Karlach is guided out of Astarion's Estate with a new fight brewing on the horizon.

She must gather those Astarion has not yet claimed, Tav's, Durge's, powerful allies and free her friends. Imprison them if she can. But it is inevitable she would have to bring Astarion down...or force his hand to free them completely. Would she be able to do so when the time came? This was no devil, no Zariel...this was once her closest friend. Was he even in there still, like Gale and the others? Can he be saved from this too?

All the while, Astarion prunes himself in the mirror. Vexed, but not giving up on his prize just yet. Smiling, he welcomes the challenge. All the while his reflection seems to be screaming...sobbing. But he has already turned away, smothering what little care he had left as far down as it could be pushed.

He has a battle to prepare for...