Dorumark commission by the illustrious @yarrow-leaf πβ¨

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Dorumark commission by the illustrious @yarrow-leaf πβ¨

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I will unfortunately never be normal about these two. The yearning in Ismark's eyes. The horrors in Doru's. I just want the best for this sweet golden retriever and his sad vampire boyfriend. π
Doru doesnβt want to admit that anything about his current predicament is something he should feel grateful for. But a fierce ache takes root inside him, and for the first time that he can remember, heβs at least somewhat glad heβs here, and that there are some idiots here with him who insist on loving him even when doing so has brought them nothing but trouble.
Read their story on Ao3!
Dorumark π€ Commission by @shrimpari!
(The soft lighting. The warm colors. The cheek nuzzling. Ismark's floofy hair. Doru's smug grin. I love them your honor.)
Into Unmapped Darkness, commission by @annirisi
"Through soaring joy and desire, Doru has the fuzziest thought that while Soris is like lantern oil making his flame glow hotter, brighter, Ismark is the very log itself. There is no fire without him. But with both in his life, maybe he can keep burning for all eternity?"
Read Into Unmapped Darkness Here!
πΏππ π·πππ πΆπππππππ π₯ ππ @πππππππππππ βα΄Κα΄ α΄ α΄α΄ ΙͺΚ κ±α΄Ιͺα΄ α΄Κα΄α΄ α΄ α΄Κα΄ α΄‘α΄α΄Κα΄ Ι΄α΄α΄ α΄Κ α΄Ι’α΄ΙͺΙ΄ α΄Ι΄α΄α΄‘ α΄ΙͺΙ΄α΄ Ι΄α΄κ±κ±, α΄Ι΄α΄ α΄ α΄Κα΄ Κα΄ΚΙͺα΄α΄ α΄α΄ α΄Κα΄α΄ α΄ΚΚα΄α΄Ι’Κα΄α΄α΄ ΚΙͺκ± Ιͺα΄α΄ΚΙͺκ±α΄Ι΄α΄α΄Ι΄α΄. Κα΄α΄‘ α΄α΄α΄Κα΄ Κα΄ α΄xα΄α΄α΄α΄ α΄Ι΄Κα΄Ι΄α΄ α΄α΄ κ±Κα΄α΄‘ α΄ΙͺΙ΄α΄ Ι΄α΄κ±κ± α΄α΄ α΄ α΄α΄Ι΄κ±α΄α΄Κ α΄‘Κα΄κ±α΄ Κα΄κ±Ιͺα΄ Ι΄α΄α΄α΄ κ± α΄‘α΄Κα΄ Κα΄ΚΙͺα΄Ι΄α΄ α΄Ι΄ Κα΄α΄α΄Ι΄ ΚΚα΄α΄α΄ ?β Obsessed with this beautiful commission by @wifehorrors of Soris, Doru, and Ismark from my Curse of Strahd fic Into Unmapped Darkness. Doruβs pain, Ismarkβs worry, and Sorisβs fierce protectiveness are all rendered with such tenderness, my chest aches from just looking at them. Thank you so much for understanding my sad vampie kids. π₯Ή π₯

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About me: 30s, she/ they, swashbuckler rogue, hurt/ comfort, monster fics, d&d, and putting Sad Boys in Situations
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Into Unmapped Darkness - Finished - Long Fic (Wc 65k) | M | M/M gothic romance in which Doru, a traumatized rebel-turned-vampire; Ismark, a bleeding heart who needs a nap; and sunshiny grave cleric attempt to turn Castle Ravenloft into a rehab center for the undead. Fandom-blind friendly! [Ao3 Link]
Hurt/ Comfort, Found Family, Friends-to-Lovers, Trauma Healing
Life Among the Undead - Finished - One shot | G | A tie-in story for Into Unmapped Darkness, in which Doru copes with parental anxiety by becoming a bat. [Ao3 Link]
Dorumark commissions:
Commission by @yarrow-leaf
Commission by @wifehorrors
Commission by @ampreh
Commission by @shrimpari
Commission by @annirisi
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Letβs Make Ourselves Comfortable - Finished - One shot | G | It's Bite Night. Only Luka Morrigan (Tav) is a dhampir from Barovia, and he can bite back. [Ao3 Link]
Pain Without Purpose is a Terrible Thing - Finished - One shot | M | Loviatar's Blessing scene. Perhaps this dhampir from Barovia is not such a saint after all? [Ao3 Link]
More than a Thing to Be Used - Finished - One shot | T | Act II Confession Scene(s). At the Last Light Inn, Astarion discovers the healing power of back rubs. [Ao3 Link]
The Monsters We Choose - Finished - One shot | M | House of Healing. Two starving blood drinkers in the Shadow Cursed Landsβwhat could go wrong? [Ao3 Link]
Luka Morrigan Tav commission by @kissmedevil
Luka Tav Intro Post
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Battle Clerics (#BattleClerics) - WIP - Gods lend their powers to children to fight off a hive of invading aberrations, and said children grow up to become broke, traumatized adults when that turns out to be a bad idea, actually. Gives the vibes of: Fire Emblem 3H, Baldur's Gate III, ATYD.
Tropes: Magic War College, Forbidden Romance, Living Weapon, Chosen One, Eldritch Horrors.
In the bed beside Ismark, a lump stirs but doesnβt wake.
Doru is lying on his back with his elbows glued to his sides. Itβs an odd position. Doru was always a side sleeper. Whenever Ismark shared a mattress with him at the church, they ended up curled away from one another with their backs pressed together, Doru snoring loudly. But now, Doruβs uncannily silent and sleeping with the same unsettling peacefulness that overcame Kolyan when he finally succumbed to his illness.
Ismarkβs heart winds tightly, and he canβt stop himself from leaning in. Doru isnβt breathing. Heβs completely, unnervingly still. Ismark resists the urge to shake him, just to make sure heβs still alive, and then he curses himself. Of course he isnβt alive. He doesnβt need to breathe. Doru is, by every medical definition, dead.
And yet, for a few moments yesterday, when Doru was joking around and even smiling a little, Ismark almost managed to forgetβ¦
π¦ Just Some Dorumark Fluff for the Timeline (Bat!Doru WIP) π¦
Doruβs grin splits into the feral, toothy thing that Ismark loves so much, then he throws his arms around Ismarkβs neck, driving him into the headboard. They both laugh through their kisses. Ismark feels a static charge in each place where Doruβs eager fingers brush his skin. Heβs hanging on as if for dear life, and Ismark holds him steady, his arms open to embrace the boy who somehow manages to shine more brightly than a sun heβs never felt.