#flamemittens

[shaykai]

Another delightful commission for @flamemittens! Thank you so much for commissioning me to do this, it was such a joy to work on! <3

[defira85]

Any other tumblr olds remember the Three Weed Smoking Girlfriends? I'll show myself out

With intensely gracious thanks to @elinorbard and @flamemittens for letting me steal Ta'av and Morgayne without knowing what I was going to inflict upon them. You two have been absolutely stars this past year and it's been a immense pleasure to have found you through Durgetash

Happy New Year everyone!

[elinorbard]

revenge tastes sweet and so are you (Dark Urge/Gortash)

Now that gifts are revealed... I was delighted to write this piece for the @loveinfaerunexchange for @flamemittens, featuring her lovely Durge, Morgayne! Morgayne is so collected and quiet and contemplative, so different from my Durges, and writing about her and all of Gortash's mind games was delightful. Check it out below! 💕

Enver Gortash reunites with his favorite assassin. A companion piece to Black-Eyed Susan by flamemittens. (Rating: M, Word count: 1.5k)

She remembers nothing, and yet she already has deduced there is something missing, lying underneath hundreds and thousands of words left unsaid. She always was clever, his Mori. Enver smiles to reassure her and chooses his words with precision. He knows now that he has mere days to achieve what previously took years of subtlety and meticulous planning. He will win her trust again.

Read revenge tastes sweet and so are you on AO3!

[sankttealeaf]

For the WIP title game, may I enquire about: 'pray for me, on your knees'? 👀

of COURSE!! send me a title from my wips and i'll tell you about it!

it's a sequel to "turn to the altar of lust", which i wrote for gortash week! similar concept, rue and gortash decide to put good use to the altars in their churches :)

rue uses the spell "dream" (which im being so loose with the rules for it) so they can meet in a dream set in the temple of bhaal, because theres no way shes ever letting him a) find out where it is and b) step foot here. in the first part it was gortash on the recieving end of rues heretical affection, and this time the roles have been reversed, as a treat!

i looove the idea of them using the other as a sick form of devotion to their god. "dont worry, im actually using them as a vessel for you so if you think about it im worshiping you and not them" type deal.

anyway, here's a snippet!!

The blood drops circle his head and the face of Bhaal carved into stone is replaced by him. Rumour looks up at this unholy being and grabs Gortash’s hand, clasping hers around them in prayer. Her gaze goes past him to where the symbol of Bhaal is, though she can’t properly see it, and then she meets his eyes. “Father, forgive me,” she whispers, unsure who it is she’s directing this to. “I’m going to sin.” Gortash tilts his head to the side with a smile, bringing his other hand to her face. His thumb brushes over her bottom lip and she parts it slightly. “What is it that you’re going to do?” he asks softly and she knows she shouldn’t respond to him. “Worshipping a false idol.” Rumour’s face heats up as she meets his gaze once more. “What was it you told me before? Your god isn't here so you may as well use me as a vessel for him?” Gortash smiles down at her as Rumour shakes her head. “You’re too soft to be a vessel for Bhaal.” She pushes herself up to her feet and climbs onto Gortash’s lap without warning. “Your body couldn’t handle what it takes to be blessed by him.” “Then that leaves you with no other option,” he says, bringing his hands back under her shirt again. She leans into his touch and lets her eyes close. “I’m not worshipping you."

turn to the altar of lust is one of my FAVE pieces ive written for rue and gortash and im excited to see where this next part takes me with them :3

[aliasknives]

Happiest of birthdays to you! 🎉Hope you are having a good one! 💜

thank you so so much!🤍🤍

[nuka-rockit]

Hey! For the Dark Urge asks if you fancy it, how about:

3. The Netherstone, how did they wear it? Did they even wear it?

5. What was their class, and what was their favourite way to use its perks? Did they maybe even dabble in multiple ones?

10. Their name; did they ever have one? Who chose it for them, or did it maybe change sometime down the line? Did they perhaps even have multiple Alias?

oooh, thank you for indulging me c:

3. He did! Much like the other Chosen he had a custom holster made for his Netherstone. In his case it was a sort of pauldron/shoulder bracelet on his left upper arm, made to resemble a stylized face of the slayer form with the stone in its mouth (I actually have a WIP where you can see him wearing it pre-tadpole, hopefully I'll finish that someday) (EDIT: here is crop so you have an idea what I mean. dw about that hand)

5. He is technically a bard, although the way this was expressed in his Chosen days was less music and singing and more his prowess with weaponry (as of his College of Swords specialization). Music was more of a guilty pleasure than anything, really. That said, the Sword Bard class was a great overlap between classic weapon combat, skill with a good amount of armors, as well as a decent access to spells not dependent on things like material components. He was a killer for hire before he was officially introduced to the Temple at sixteen and picked up many of his skills up during this time. 10. Ah, the names. So, this is kind of a long one: When he was adopted as an infant his adopted parents (a tiefling couple) named him Cassander, and as long as he lived with them he went by that name. But when his Urge began manifesting, he was approached by Scleritas (who had of course watched over him and only bid his time) who slowly manipulated him towards embracing his dark impulses, alienating him from his peers and his parents. this ultimately culminated in him murdering his adoptive parents when he was nine, after Scleritas convinced him this was necessary to find his "true family" and that they were never his kin in the first place. He set fire to the house and disappeared into Baldur's Gate's underworld with Scleritas as his only confidante. After he left his old life behind he abandoned his name. He was nameless for years, only going by monikers other people gave him, until he joined the Temple. There his identity was defined by his role as the Pureblood Bhaalspawn, the unholy assassin, the Chosen, and a whole bunch of other titles given to him by the followers of Bhaal. Orin and Sarevok usually referred to him as "Bloodkin", higher ranking Bhaalists as "Unholy Assassin" or "Chosen", and the gnolls, lowest ranking members and of course Scleritas as "Master" or "Lord". Ironically, when he wakes up on the Nautiloid, he remembers none of the dozen things people used to call him. He only remembers one name, the one a kind tiefling couple gave him so long ago, and when he is asked who he is he answers "Cassander".

[daemon-in-my-head]

Happy Birthday friend! 🎂💜

Thank you dear, means a lot! 💕

[flamemittens]

Tenfold

Pairing: Enver Gortash/F!Dark Urge Rating: M Word Count: 1K (Drabble Sequence) Summary: Morgayne spends time with Enver, and struggles with the weight of wanting things.

“I wonder what I would find were I to take you apart” he says. He holds out a small cog, and she runs her fingers over the teeth of it.

“Perhaps” he continues, “I’d find the answers you won’t give me.”

She looks at her reflection in the metal, and her chest aches.

Read on AO3

[crystal-overdrive]

Hey, for the fic writing asks - ✅, 💕 and 📚 please :)

✅ List one or two favourite lines you’ve written and explain why they’re your favourite.

Tav Ammakyl was dead. Long live Rina Gortash, Archduchess of Baldur’s Gate.

There's no line level beauty to this, but there was no other way to end Towards Tyranny. I had this in the back of my mind from nearly the very beginning, and I knew it had to be my last line. The name as a metaphor for allowing Gortash to change Tavarina was such a heavy lifter in this fic, with it also working on a plot and worldbuilding level when I introduced the Baneite church.

Those lights were not an invitation. They were a warning, like POST-failure LEDs blinking out a message: error 2, social anxiety overload.

For funsies I thought I'd post a line from a new fic I've just started writing! This is from a Baldur's Gate modern tech AU, and something I really enjoy doing is trying to match similes and metaphors to the genre or subject of the piece.

💕What's your favourite part of your writing process?

This is going to make me sound so lame, but the consistency. I am really proud of my ability to stick to a schedule, to execute what I planned and to get things out on time.

In terms of what I enjoy, my favourite part is definitely what my partner and I call "watching TV", which is when I go to bed an hour early and just lie there and daydream the next scene. It sounds silly, but it is a genuinely helpful writing technique. Scenes I've done this with feel easier to write because I'm just looking for the words, not the action. I do outline, but it's at a high level (and often changes), so this is sort of the next step from just a line on a beat sheet for a scene or chapter.

📚Do you ever read similar works while writing, or do you intentionally not read them? This is different for fics and original work, actually! For originals I read in the genre I'm working in to make sure my tone fits and I understand which genre elements I want to include, omit or subvert. I've just started a new job and I'm spending a lot of time right now looking at comparable media to get a feel for what the team are after.

For fic, I had to stop reading other Gortash stuff once I was about halfway through Towards Tyranny. I kept thinking "but he wouldn't do that!", when really I meant "my version of him wouldn't do that." I think with a character like Gortash who doesn't actually have a great deal of screentime, headcannon characterisation can vary quite a bit, and that makes reading other people's fic difficult, either because I'm doing the above, or their characterisation is seeping into my own, and I'm wondering why things feel off.

[shaykai]

Yo for the Durgetash Past Life Asks, how about 3 & 5?

3. What did Durge think of the little wannabe Tyrant at the beginning? Someone competent or someone who tries really quite hard?

Vat’il was 98% sure he was just going to be a loud mouthed politician who really couldn’t back up his own threats and was stupid enough to think he could put a bhaalspawn on a leash- honestly he was probably planning on murdering him after the initial heist. Lucky for Gortash, he made a good first impression

5. Their favourite 'strictly business associates' bonding activity on a Saturday night? Please don't leave out any of the bloody gory details.

Gortash loves to bring Vat’il along to his business deals.

It almost always ends with less competitors and better deals- and if they happen to share an intimate moment or two as they pass through a dark alley way, well. That’s just good team building.

[defira85]

@flamemittens was so kind as to have a birthday just when I wanted to start practising my art again, and then there was this amazing set of posters from the National Theatre of Korea's production of Macbeth that was just begging to be Durgetash, so the stars aligned!

Happy (late) Birthday Flame and thank you for letting me practice on your girl Morgayne!

[mostwantedpotato404]

Commission for @flamemittens

[aliasknives]

💌

(I shall get to yours after work tomorrow 🙂)

🤍🤍🤍You are one of the kindest and most fun people on this app. You’re incredibly supportive and so talented, and I love your characters and writing style so much!

[luinen-bluewater]

Commission for the lovely @flamemittens It's been super fun, thank you again <3

[elinorbard]

WIP Wednesday

It's Wednesday, my dudes. Nobody tagged me, I just need all the happy chemicals I can scavenge, and I enjoy writing Ta'av wreaking havoc.

“Do you miss being alive?” Heads swiveled towards Ta’av. The Bhaalspawn was leaning back in her chair, the picture of indolence, but every bit of her attention was focused on Ketheric. Enver recognized that quiet, predatory mood, from the twitch of her pale tail to the banked heat in her eyes. And it irritated him. “Am I not alive?” Ketheric replied. “Not entirely.” Only her tail moved as she stared at him. “I would know. Living creatures usually stay dead when you kill them.” “Hmm. And what is it that I am supposed to miss?” Enver did a poor job of hiding the roll of his eyes, but his fellow Chosen did not notice. “Warmth,” Ta’av said. “Pleasure. Desire. The sun, perhaps.” She suddenly leaned forward. Ketheric’s expression remained guarded, but he did not look away. “Food that doesn’t taste like decay,” she continued. “Feeling your own heart beat faster as you hold another’s life in your hands.” “An ability that I have not lost, I assure you.” She stood, stepped forward, and shrugged in one fluid motion. “It’s not the same. You miss other things more, though. A lover’s touch. Softness. Waking up with a woman in your bed.” Ta’av stopped when she reached the head of the table, an arm’s length away from Ketheric, and she tilted her head to the side as she studied him. “Your wife, especially, I think.”

Tagging @defira85, @verbenaa, @flamemittens, @shadows-aflame, and @sankttealeaf to share a WIP whenever! 😘

[flamemittens]

I have just realised that today is my one-year anniversary of posting my writing to AO3!

I've had the account for longer than that, but only started posting my own written work a year ago. I think I've improved since the beginning, and I am quite proud of some of the more recent work in particular. It's all been BG3-related (and Durgetash for the most part) so far, and I'm excited to try writing for other fandoms - hopefully Rogue Trader soon, if I'm brave enough!

I'm just a lass with no formal training in writing outside of school (and that was, uh, a while ago), and I am doing my best with what little bit of natural creative ability I was given. Writing and sharing that writing has been a lot of fun for me over the past year (albeit a little nerve-wracking!), and I have also immensely enjoyed reading the work of others of course - there is such a lot of learning and inspiration to be had in this fandom community.

Anyway, here's to another year of the same! 🎉