Aspiring Bisexual Menace

Baldur’s Gate 3 fics

My first and longest fanfic so far is called Not Another Tavstarion Fanfic?!

It’s the story of my OC Tav, Mal Amira, in her journey in Baldur’s Gate 3 with everyone’s favorite vampire boyfriend, Astarion!

Will Mal’s past trauma keep Astarion at arm’s length, or will romance save her? Will Astarion fall for the biggest con of them all - love?

And will Raphael continue to meddle in Mal’s life, or will she learn the power of boundaries?!…

Tune in for answers to these questions and more, in several cringe worthy chapters of this wonderful, riveting fanfic, only on AO3!

My 2nd fanfic is a prequel to Not Another Tavstarion Fanfic?!, going by the name of Hibsicus

This prequel started as a way of writing backstories about Mal Amira without it consuming my main fic. It is both beautiful and the bane of my existence because it centers around other characters besides Mal that appear more in Act 3 of Baldur’s Gate 3… so far it’s circled around the Drow twins, Sorn and Nym, and their friendships / possible relationship (?) with Mal.

I’ve been churning out chapters for this fic a bit more slowly for reasons above and because it’s a much darker look into Mal’s past as she survives living in a place of sexual assault & abuse / narcissistic & abusive parent / domestic violence & abuse life that has become normalized to her.

Detroit: Become Human fics

My third fic that I started writing is called can you feel my heart

I started writing this for the Writer’s Wrap Party going on during April 2026 to prepare for DBH: Reverse Big Bang.

Fic takes place after the events of D:BH (post-game universe), namely through Gavin Reed’s eyes.

Gavin wakes up in a hospital, with no memory of what happened to him except a fight with Connor in the evidence room. Once he figures out what’s changed, will Gavin change for the better? Will he discover he has feelings for Mr Tin Can himself, Connor?

Tune in to find out!

TBA/ TBD: Untitled DBH: Reverse Big Bang Fanfic 2026

Was tagged by @thesanguinesonnet for WIP Sunday!

Here’s an excerpt of a new chapter I’m writing for Not Another Tavstarion Fanfic?!

CW/TW: non-con touching/ sexual assault, fem/femme character confronting one of her abusers.

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Mal caught the scent of cherries and cologne in the air, tinged with the acrid burn of sulfur. She dropped her sketch and stood up, summoning an ice knife to her hand.

Raphael appeared behind her in his human form, wrapping an arm around her waist and grasping a hand roughly at her throat.

“Now, now, mouse,” he whispered into her ear. “I’m not here to hurt you or your new friends.”

Raphael came back… anyone around to help me kick his ass?

The hand at her throat shifted softly to caress her chest, fingertips grazing the bare skin just above her breasts…

“Don’t- don’t fucking touch me!” she snapped, dropping her ice knife and using her hands to grab his away from her chest.

Raphael spun Mal around roughly, his hands grazing her body possessively. His right hand grabbed her face forcefully, tilting her head to meet his gaze. His eyes flashed with anger, but the dangerous smile he wore never faltered for a second.

“You don’t get to tell me when to stop,” he growled, his left hand leaving a bruise as he roughly grabbed her hip.

“You don’t get to tell me where I can and can’t touch you,” he continued as his hand snaked under her shirt to grope at her breasts, working her nipples into peaks.

Mal flinched.

Where did everyone go? Fucking bingo?! She thought to her friends desperately.

“No matter how many vampires or other monsters you fuck while you’re free… I don’t care if you found your real family… when you return to Baldur’s Gate, you will be mine,” he hissed into her ear, grabbing her ass and grinding his body into hers.

Mal could feel her body reacting to the way he touched her, the ache of familiarity and lust between her legs despite the way her anger burned in her chest. Her heart and her mind were her own… is the tadpole interfering with his control?

“Only as long as our contract stands,” she growled as her hand found its way to his crotch, squeezing his balls through his tenting pants as hard as she could.

Raphael let go, shoving Mal away. Anger burned in his eyes almost as furiously as his now painful erection.

“Touch me again, and you’ll be leaving here without your dick,” Mal yelled, stalking closer to Raphael as she summoned another ice knife to her hand.

Raphael snapped his fingers, disappearing in a cloud of cherry scented smoke. Her ice knife landed where he stood, melting uselessly from the heat of his infernal portal.

Mal jumped when she heard someone slowly clapping behind her. Astarion had been hiding somewhere nearby and walked toward her.

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