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Reborn Into BG3: Chapter 9
You're reborn into BG3 with only the memory of your past life. Now you're Tav's companion on his journey, and must learn about yourself as much as your new reality.
Chapter 9: You lose something, but maybe a certain devil can help you out?
Word count: 2K
A/N: Okay, but should we start to focus on one companion for romance??
Your body is warm as you drift between sleeping and waking. Itâs like youâre sitting by a fireplace, wrapped in a soft blanket while a winter storm rages outside. Like sleeping in on a Sunday morning with nowhere to be for the day. You could stay there forever, resisting the pull of the waking world with a grimace.
âYou took quite the hit,â a deep voice says, âand for a bear no less.â
Right, you were bleeding, concussed. You should really open your eyes to see whatâs happening, but they only flutter shut again. Thereâs a dim light overhead that disturbs your peaceful warmth, and when you turn away from it you feel the cold stone on your cheek.
Stone. Blood. Bear. Your eyes openâslowly despite the shot of fear that courses through your body. After a few blurry blinks youâre able to make out the vague shape of a person's head, then long brown hair thatâs partly tied back and braided, and a smile.
âWelcome back,â Halsin says. âIâm sorry it took so long for me to heal youâwe had to get the goblins out of the way first.â
âWe?â you repeat.
Another face comes into view, the horns on top of Tavâs head nearly poking out one of Halsinâs eyes. The druid backs off to let your companions fuss over you.Â
Dried blood has crusted on your forehead and cheek. You wipe at it and it begins to flake away with ease; whatever healing magic Halsin used on you has sealed the wound and dried the blood. Â
Tav moves behind you and slides his hands under your back, giving you a push upright. Almost your full weight is on him until youâre sitting up, still trying to blink away little spots in your vision.
âWhat happened?â you ask. âDid I win?â
Youâre not even sure what youâre asking.
âAgainst a rock?â Astarion says. âNo. Against the worm in your headâŠthatâs another story.â
You take a deep inhale, surveying the faces around you. Thereâs worry on almost all of them, but something else. More than concern for your repeated blows to the head. It isnât until you follow Astarionâs gaze to something to your left that you understand.
You jump away, scurrying back just like when youâd found the boar in your tent. There, lying lifelessly on the stone floor, is a mindflayer tadpole. Your stomach lurches as Tav picks it up between two claws then tosses it behind him.
âThe tadpoles leave the host when it dies,â Halsin says. âThough what caused it to leave this time, Iâm not sure.â
âHow did itâwhat part of meâwhere did it leave from?â You stand, head shaking. âNo, I donât want to know. Iâve never been so glad to be knocked unconscious.â
You waver on your feet, world spinning. When you hold your hands out to balance yourself youâre lifted off your feet and into the arms of Tav.
âI can walk,â you say, though you donât know if thatâs true. Besides, there is a lot of blood on Tav that canât be all goblinâhe didnât have to carry you back to camp.
âI shouldnât have let you leave,â Tav replies. âIâm sorry.â
âI volunteered.â Your fact does little to lighten his mood, his lips still in a firm line. âBesides, if I hadnât failed my persuasion roll I probably would have been fine.â
Tav only furrows his brow at your words.Â
âIâm sorry to leave like this but I must return to the grove,â Halsin announces. He doesnât even have to step towards you to take your hand in his; he never strayed far after healing you. âPlease, speak with me there when you can.â
You watch as Halsin places a gentle kiss on your knuckles, unable to do anything else as your face heats. He adds, âAnd thank you for what you did.â
You stutter a quiet âNo problemâ just before he transforms into a rat and dashes off.
âOof!â Karlach places a hand over her heart dramatically. âHeâs a charming one, isnât he?â
You donât trust your voice to not come out as a squeak so you say nothing. Your attention returns to the tadpole that disappeared into the shadows of the cell. Should you really leave it there? Was it really dead?
âDid itâŠdid it really leave?â you ask. Are they going to leave you behind now that youâre no longer sharing their affliction? You wet your lips.
âWe think that may be why Priestess Gut said the Absolute abandoned you,â Gale explains. Heâs standing by Astarion, your staff in hand. He gives it a shake. âThough she was none too impressed to see you with this. But thatâs something we can discuss when you havenât been imprisoned by goblins, hit with large rocks, orâfed upon.â
You think you catch a dirty look from Gale to Astarion but itâs too dark and youâre too woozy to tell.Â
You want to ask, âwhat nowâ, even as you stay held close to Tav. But the words donât come. You know the answer after all thisâtheyâll definitely kick you out of the camp because so far youâve done nothing but suck up all their healing supplies. You have plenty of money to survive after all, and Halsin will probably let you stay in the grove for a while. Thereâs a lump forming in your throat at the thought of going out on your own but what choice do you have?
Maybe Karlach can tell what youâre thinking, or maybe sheâs just tired, too. She says, âI think itâs about time we head back yeah?â
You swallow down the lump, nose starting to run as you hold back tears. Pain is coming back to your body, Halsinâs healing wearing off. It did its job of keeping you alive, and now it is your body that must do the rest of the work. You can feel the bruises along your back, hips and sides where the goblins jabbed you, as well as the forming headache. If the headache is from the rocks striking you or the tadpole you donât know. Either way, you wish that stupid thing had at least stayed in your head when it died. Â
When Tav starts to walk you let him carry you without complaint, even resting your head against his shoulder, eyes closed. Whatever happened to the goblins and their leaders remains unknown as he carries you out, but itâs silent in the camp. Â
The group is silent, too. Maybe theyâre letting you rest while you can, you think, or maybe theyâre trying to decide who gets to be the one to kick you to the curb. You donât think about it too long. Â
When you feel fresh non-bloodstained air on your cheeks you open your eyes. Youâre across the bridge and heading towards the blighted village already. Every step they take is a step closer to you being completely alone.
The scent of sulphur wafts towards you before you hear a strange sound, like a campfire being started. Almost a poof, but not quite. The group turns quickly to face the source: Raphael.  Tav puts you down as gently as possible, ready to draw his weapon when Raphael starts talking. Â
âNow, now, Iâm not here for a fightâŠâ His speech starts and finishes, and then with a snap of his fingers youâre all inside the House of Hope. The scene progresses, Tav denying the devil every chance he gets until the end and theyâre transported back to where you were.
Without you.
Raphael, now in his full cambion form is observing you, a hand to his chin. Â
âYou, uh, you missed one,â you tell him.
He quirks one eyebrow. âDid I?â
Raphael moves towards you and with every step you have to tilt your head further back just to look him in the eye. When heâs an arm's length away you step back until your thighs hit the table and he doesnât stop until heâs nearly on top of you. Your voice is shaky when you speak. âY-yep. I donât even have a tadpole so what good would a deal with me be?â
His smile never drops, never reveals what heâs thinking. âYou donât, not anymore. As fascinating as that is, Iâm more interested in procuring something else you have.â
You point to yourself. âMe? What do I have?â
Raphael reaches for your face, and with nowhere to go you stay as still as possible. Those claws feel bigger than Halsinâs in his bear form, but Raphael is gentle as he strokes a knuckle along your cheek. Â
âYou, my dear,â he says, almost wistfully, âhave more than you know. But you donât know anything do you? Just a name and a place; Baldurâs Gate.â
You gulp. Even when he takes his hand away you feel the heat of his skin on your cheek. He doesnât step back, closing you in with his size and outstretched wings. âI guess itâd be silly to ask how you know that.â
His smile grows, entertained by your question. âI could help with thatâyour memories, your life here.â
The way he stresses the last word gives you a shock like when Priestess Gut had looked at you.Â
âNo, thank you. Now, if you could just send me backââ
âWhat will you do when they leave you?â
The question halts your words, your very thoughts. You peer up into Raphaelâs red eyes. He continues, âWithout the tadpole binding you, youâve no reason to stay. Where will you go? Gold can take you only so far.â
You donât answer. You donât have an answer. You ask, âYou know who I am?â
âAnd then some,â he answers. Â
You swallow your fear, again, and shake your head. Heâs a devil! Evil! Your identity isnât worth your soul, which youâve come to learn is real and eternal. Â
âIâll be here,â Raphael tells you, âIâm sure you know how to find me.â
In a plume of smoke youâre back on the dirt road that travels between the shrine and the village. You stay stock still as if the predator is still in front of you, eyes on the ground. You hear someone call your name, but it isnât until Tav shakes your shoulders that you can react. âWhat?â
âPlease tell me you didnât make a deal,â Karlach begs. If she couldnât burn your skin off you think it would be her shaking you out of your trance. Â
âNo,â you reply. âNo. No! Of course not.â
Each of the companions let out a relieved sigh.Â
âWhat did he want with you?â Astarion asks. âNot to be rude but without the tadpoleâŠâ
You shake your head, the ache inside growing. Stop shaking your head at everything, you think. âHe didnât say.â
âWhat did he offer?â Gale steps up, brows pinched together as he carefully watches your expression.
âMy memories,â you admit. âBut I donât think my memories are worth my soul.â
Galeâs face relaxes at your answer. Â
âNow thereâs a devil at our door,â Astarion complains. âWhat next? Will we be attacked by a rabid kobold as icing on the cake?â
âAll in good time,â Gale answers. Â
âIâd give you a hug if it wouldnât burn your skin off,â Karlach says to you.Â
You smile at her, but itâs weak. You could really use that hug. Raphaelâs words had echoed your own thoughtsâwhat happens when youâre left alone, left behind, by these people? They must mistake your silence for fear, because they each give you a reassurance that as long as you donât make a deal with a devil youâll be fine. But youâre just waiting for the other shoe to drop and feeling terribly sorry for yourself.
You muster up as much energy as possible and put it into stretching your lips into a smile. âWe should probably get back to the grove. Iâm sure everyone will be happy to hear the goblins arenât a threat.â
This time you donât let Tav pick you up, and start walking on your own two feet. Youâll have to get used to it anyway, injured or not, when they move on to the Underdark.Â
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#reborn into bg3#reborn into baldur's gate 3 with no memory and plenty of money#astarion x reader#gale x reader#raphael has entered the fray#reader insert#x reader#is this angsty?
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s5e4 birthmarks - tonight
#house md#my edit#hilson#young the giant#this episode was so good#sorry the audio is a bit wonky#my phone was glitching lol#so many thoughts head full#this songggg#i love the ending of this episode so bad#:(#is this angsty?#kinda#why am i a house editor now
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đĄ Yellow for paris please? np to answer ofc
đĄ Yellow- What is something your OC wants but knows they can never have? How does it feel to never get this specific desire?
oh it hurts so bad but the US court. he never gets his chance, he never gets signed, and as much as he wants it, he knows he's just not as good as the other people waiting to get signed.
when he was in USC, in his third year, just after the championship finals ended, he broke his wrist and had to get surgery that took most of the summer to heal - and he spent even longer in physiotherapy and going easy on it to let it heal properly. it set him back quite a lot, and while he did recover from it and was able to play at a very high standard when he was able to play again, it never healed back to 100%. he's good - he went pro, he plays like his life depends on it, but he'll always have this pain that comes and goes and he feels like it really holds him back from being court.
some of it is psychological; doubt in his own abilities, being hard on himself because of just how good all the people he plays with are - he knows he has a higher chance of making court because he went to USC, but as the years keep going on and he keeps missing out on court, he loses a lot of hope.
every time he has to be subbed out because of his injury it kills him. he hates knowing that an accident that happened in university is going to hold him back from following his dream, and ultimately he never makes it. he plays on different pro teams until he retires, but he never makes the us court. no matter how much he dreams and tries and prays. he'll never be good enough.
#is this angsty?#i feel like all these ocs always make court#and someone wanting it SO BADLY#but having to admit to themselves that they'll never be good enough?#ouch#my ocs
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I got this idea at 3am.
No, I won't elaborate further
#gravity falls#bill cipher#stanley pines#gravity falls fanart#artists on Tumblr#i have another comic#a more angsty one#planned for next week#that also came to me at 2:30 in the morning while listening to a random Vaporware playlist
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everything is fine now except it's not cause I still feel guilty about it
#dungeon meshi#dungeon meshi spoilers#farcille#falin touden#marcille donato#sorry all the farcille/marcille ideas I wanna do are angsty :/#I TRIED TO KEEP IT TASTEFUL#my art#comic
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this post was the catalyst for this comic, and i was also thinking of a desi song lyric (tere dil ke sheher mein ghar mera ho gaya / in the city of your heart, my home is made) and just... hmmm.... leaving your mark.... making a house into a home..... when the marks a child inevitably leaves behind (messes, scribbles, and in this case stickers) eventually fade away as they grow older and you're left with the memories stored in what hasn't been erased....
im not verbalizing it very well but catch my drift?
#ive been very much into the introspective / character analysis type comics recently#so they always end up a little heavy LOL#to be fair tho i was gonna make it angsty but i didnt so. youre welcome <3#spy x family#my art#loid forger#sxf#anya forger#sxf loid#sxf anya
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i have so many dream/nightmare related comic scenes I havent posted. anyway hold this real quick
#trod au#the rehabilitation of death#have a non-angsty one because the next one is def angsty#dream narinder#narilamb#narinder x lamb#cotl#cult of the lamb#doodles#tw blood#context: the lamb was dreaming about running from those who chased them before their sacrifice
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me and my cringefail wife vs little guy who does not stop yapping
#not tagging this spoilers bc its from a trailer scene ..#my art#tf one#transformers one#soundwave#shockwave#b-127#bumblebee#wavewave#to me#im starting with doodling wavewave bc i WILL draw more angsty megop once i can.actually figure something out
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Doomed from the beginning
Unknown / Marguerite Duras / Blanca Varela / Ramona Ausubel / Anne Carson / Heather Havrilesky / Michael Cunningham / Lisel Mueller / Richard Siken x Dungeon Meshi by Ryoko Kui
#my tragic sweetie pie elf girl you will always be famous#i want to study her under a microscope#maybe ill make a nice and not angsty web weave next of farcille#we will see#but for now have this im going tf to sleep#marcille<3#marcille donato#dungeon meshi#delicious in dungeon#dungeon meshi spoilers#my posts#web weaving
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The angstiest masterpost
angsty.
Angsty family/platonic dialogue
Angsty question prompts #1
Angsty question prompts #2
Angsty question prompts #3
Angsty/fighting dialogue
Concerned/angsty question promptsÂ
Angsty starters
Angst prompts
Angsty sentence starters #1
Angsty sentence starters #2
Angsty sentence starters #3
Angsty sentence starters #4
Leaving dialogue
Reunion dialogue reactions
Unwilling goodbye + love confession prompts
Trying to make them stay dialogue
Sacrificing dialogue
Amnesia prompts
Amnesia dialogue
Bad luck prompts
Lover being hurt prompts
Break-up dialogue #1
Break-up dialogue #2
Unwanted attention dialogue
Unrequited love dialogue
Drama starting points
Conflict for couples #1
Conflict for couples #2
Conflict for couples #3
Betrayal dialogue
Hiding from horror dialogue
Finding out the truth dialogue
"I'm sorryâŠ" apology starters
Saying I'm sorryâŠ
Apologizing for emotional neglect
Talking it out ideas
Keeping loved ones apart
Ending an argument
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nightmare fuel fr (i. dont know what possessed me to do this HASJDHAJWHEAWHEIJFKL)
#wild life smp#wild life spoilers#traffic smp#trafficblr#mumbo jumbo#grian#waffle duo#isdoodles#ppl out there cooking angsty as hell stuff or something super impressive or super cute. meanwhile#meanwhile i just love drawing the stupidest shit ever HASDJKAWKAWBRHG
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Global warming is wild isn't it? I mean? Warm and salty raindrops 24/7? specifically in Soho???
(I physically can't draw angst sorry I did my best here)
#Good omens#ineffable husbands#aziracrow#aziraphale#anthony j crowley#Comics#Fanarts#Digital arts#I can't with the current angsty mood of this fandom#I'm sorry#I can't follow y'all lmao
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dick grayson in fanon: sweet silly older brother, pretty but stupid, favourite child, happy robin, basically batman 2.0 but a nice person, his brothers are more skilled and could outpace him but they love him anyways, goody-two-shoes, good relationship with batman, responsible eldest child, mentally stable and supportive
dick grayson in canon:
became robin so he wouldnt commit first degree murder
like all of his appearances young justice season 1 are about how hes a maniac and a genius
leader and strategist of the teen titans
actually Murdered the joker
considered an equal by the worlds most dangerous and deadly mercenary
was literally fired by batman and only really continued working w him because of jason and babs
managed to keep up with angsty new-to-the-job batman
has had so many arguments with bruce its a miracle he hasnt cut him off forever (hes tried though)
can take down the entire teen titans if he wanted despite being the only one of them with no superpowers/abilities
was the definition of angsty teenager
inherits his insane paranoia from bruce
a thread away from breaking the no-kill rule, give him a rest
hes literally feral guys i mean cmon
#can you tell that i really love teen titans 2003#dick grayson#i have so many emotions for this guy#batfam#batman#nightwing#he means so much to me#call nightwing incapable and i will break your knees#nobody understands me#angsty emoji#i needed to rant quickly
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#i lov making angsty kris art#maybe not...#deltarune#deltarune fanart#kris dreemurr#kris deltarune#utdr#art#fanart#tw#strangling
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Fuck-or-die sex pollen fic, where Ghost insists on being the one to fuck you and help you through the toxin.
The others think it's because he has a thing for you (he does), but only Price really understands why Ghost is volunteering. Because there was a time where Ghost also didn't have a say in whether or not someone was inside him, where his choice was also 'be fucked, or die'.
And at least if it's Ghost fucking you, he can make sure that it's as gentle and kind as you deserve. He can make sure it doesn't hurt, that it feels good, that you're given all the respect and dignity possible. You can't consent right now, but he's going to ensure you aren't traumatized like he was
And if he can do this for you, and be gentle, and kind, it proves that he really hasn't become who Roba wanted him to be, right?
#ghost x reader#simon riley x reader#simon ghost riley x reader#angsty ghost sex pollen#slasherfantasy ideas#Ghost is kinda projecting his situation onto you#And using it for his own healing tbh#You appreciate his reasoning#But you trusted any of the 141 to help you
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