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Special Astarion giggle after Nettie gives Tav wyvern poison. We must document all the giggles.
#Astarion#Astarion giggle#Astarion laugh#baldur's gate 3#baldurs gate 3#Baldur's gate III#baldurs gate iii#Nettie#grove#githyanki#gith#poisoned tav#bg3
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just discovered something really good
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*puts him in pretty dresses like a princess*
(Ref)
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#baldur's gate 3#enver gortash#astarion#durgetash#durgestarion#had so much fun giggling while making this#scheduled post
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"What are we, to you?"
#baldur's gate#baldur's gate 3#bg3#astarion#vampires#dnd#soooo#i made him worse. but yknow what i dont mind. ill be his consort *giggling twirling hair*#bg3 spoilers#baldur's gate spoilers#*mine#*bg3 edit
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#jerichoes#bluevii#baldur's gate 3#bg3edit#videogameedit#gameedit#gamingedit#bg3#astarion#lgbtvideogames#*gifs#he really said 👁️👄👁️#no fr i giggle every time they look directly at me‚ like yes‚ break that fourth wall lmao
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this man is so silly i can’t
#the way he waves his arms around has me giggling every time i watch it i swear#bg3#baldur’s gate 3#bg3 astarion#astarion#gameplay
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you're down by the river and see this, wyd
(I'm in love with a terrible man)
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every time you put Astarion in sneak mode:
Him: *whispers SENSUALLY* be very. very. quiet.
me:
#someone tell him to STOP#im trying to be sneaky sir#got me giggling and shit#astarion#astarion bg3#baldurs gate 3#baldurs gate astarion#bg3#bg3 astarion#18+ account#spawn astarion#astarion brainrot
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Another IWTV (2022) screenshot redraw, but it's for Gossamer, Chapter 5, which unsurprisingly has me in a chokehold, good lord.........
#baldur's gate 3#astarion#fanart#m'art#love an unhinged motherfucker#everything is wrong with him <3#giggling kicking my feet <3
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ok but imagine being pregnant with Astarion's baby and he can smell it on you. You decide to ask Gale to verify with some sort of spell and the guy proceeds to give a long ass college lecture about dhampirs
#dhampirs are human/vampire babies#this scenario made me kinda giggle#astarion being like - fucking Gale#astarion x you#astarion x reader#gale of waterdeep#gale x you#gale x reader#gale discourse#astarion would be like shouldn't you go eat some boots
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A drabble idea for thee! I always thought when Tav/the MC steps closer during the Mirror Scene with Astarion that they were going to very gently touch his face while they describe what they see to him and he'd be doing his very best not to break into pieces since he's never had someone do that for him, to touch him with so much kindness without expecting anything from him in return.
my heart (part of you lives here)
pairing: astarion/tav
wordcount: 1,237
content warnings: i had this song by mitski on repeat the entire time & i fear that it is a mandatory listen
other tags: canon compliant, introspection, character study, developing relationship, getting together, gender neutral tav, human!tav
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summary:
‘What?’ Astarion asks, voice soft.
‘I see you,’ you tell him. ‘Let me be your mirror. I’ll tell you everything you want to know.’
You step forward and stare into his eyes, taking in every detail of his face. Astarion may not have aged physically since turning, but he certainly lives a life worth telling. You can see who he is by every detail that has been etched on his face by years of service. His pale, full eyebrows. His round, honest eyes. You must’ve caught him off-guard. He only looks like this when he’s caught unaware.
Carefully, without moving too quickly, you slide both of your hands over the shape of his cheeks, holding him still. You can tell he wants to run away — His eyes dart back and forth all over the place, looking anywhere but at you — but he stays still at your tender touch, eyebrows pulling together in concern. You rub your thumbs against his cheekbones encouragingly, tilting his head from side to side to appraise his features. You hum appreciatively and touch the mole near his eye tenderly.
‘What?’ Astarion asks, voice soft.
Astarion doesn’t mean to do it. He drops his haughty façade in exchange for something more vulnerable, chin dropping so he can meet your eyes. You slide your thumbs against the dark circles beneath his eyes and smile. He scowls immediately, but it doesn’t frighten you. Perhaps it should.
‘I see you,’ you tell him. ‘Let me be your mirror. I’ll tell you everything you want to know.’
Your voice shakes slightly. You both pretend it doesn’t.
‘ — What do you see when you look at me?’ Astarion asks.
You’re a little distracted by how his teeth peek out from behind his lips when he talks, but you steady yourself for his sake. You wonder if you should move your hands away. You don’t want to. You like looking at him.
‘You have strong, piercing eyes,’ you say quietly. ‘When you’re not as hungry, they shine brighter. When you are, they’re darker.’
His lips press into a firm line. ‘What else?’
The words slip out faster than you can think about them. ‘You’re pretty.’
‘Pretty?’
‘Your eyes crinkle when you laugh,’ you say, swallowing. ‘Laughing suits you. It lights up your whole face. Laughing makes you look your age.’
Astarion snorts, but it isn’t derisive. For all his love of attention, the more you study his face, the reclusive he seems to get. His eyes aren’t so penetrative now, and they’re more round the more you indulge him in his vanity.
‘What else?’ he pesters.
You slide your hands lower until you’re cradling his jaw. You push your thumb beneath his bottom lip and watch as he pouts. You’re trying so hard to focus, but he smells so handsomely and he’s so intoxicating that you struggle to keep yourself grounded.
‘You have a dangerous smile,’ you tell him. ‘Sometimes when you grin, one side of your mouth lifts higher than the other. Your teeth show, but it’s not… scary to me. You have a nice smile and… and… your jaw is very nice.’
Astarion snorts again and rolls his eyes, but he no longer seems achingly desperate for a perfect description. He grabs your wrists and leans in closer, showing you one side of his face and then the other, preening for your compliments and attention. He draws you in without even intending to. You stumble closer, and now that you’re worried, you try to move your hands out of your intense fear they might get sweaty from you being so nervous. He holds you still.
‘You’ve practiced looking disheveled,’ you whisper, throat tightening. ‘Your hair is…’ You change your mind. ‘Do a spin for me. Let me see the whole picture. Please.’
Astarion laughs — a loud babbling brook kind of laughter that makes you dizzy. He releases you then in order to twirl for you demurely. He looks at you from beneath his thick eyelashes and flutters them, biting shyly at his lip. It’s so very rehearsed that you can’t help but laugh as well, looking away. You touch your own cheeks and nearly cringe at how warm they are.
‘You’re very beautiful, but — ’
‘But!’ he interrupts.
‘But,’ you insist, ‘you’re Astarion!’
He gasps and looks positively debauched. He presses a hand over his chest and pretends to be wounded, winding down to the chair next to his little table. He waves you over and insists that you join him on the floor, and then it’s his turn to lean forward inquisitively. One small mistake and your noses would bump into one another. You wish a foul wind would blow and knock him over so that you could kiss him without embarrassing yourself.
You cross your legs and lounge on his decorative cushion, stretching out your spine and failing to dislodge a rather painful knot you can feel forming in your lower back from all the climbing and roaming. You distract yourself with a loose thread on his rug and try to smooth it back down in the crevice where it goes.
‘Now what did you mean by that, my dear?’ Astarion asks, nudging you with his foot. ‘That I’m Astarion.’
You close your eyes. ‘Oh, you know that you’re pretty,’ you say, grabbing his ankle before he can flee. ‘I’ve seen you bloody and muddy, and wet and ragged, and you’re still very pretty.’
‘Prettier than Shadowheart?’
‘So you think Shadowheart is pretty?’
Astarion whines and jostles his leg free from your grip. ‘Forgive me if I fish for attention,’ he complains. ‘It’s been so long since I’ve had this much fun.’
‘I think you’re the prettiest,’ you say with a shrug. ‘Prettier than anyone else in camp, except maybe Withers.’
You’re grateful that Astarion’s mood seems to have turned over. He’s not the easiest to always get along with and sometimes he’s so broody that you’re not sure how to navigate his moods, but you’re learning.
You both talk and laugh for a little longer about whatever comes to mind — You talk about Shadowheart’s make-up and Karlach’s morning workout routine, and how Wyll always stretches during daybreak and that it’s cute Lae’zel tries so hard to join him in order to entice him, and that Scratch permanently chooses to wake up Gale before anyone else is relieving because it means you get to sleep for a few hours more. You only realize how late it is when you turn your head and notice everyone has snuffed out their lanterns and candles. You bite the inside of your cheek and mourn the fact that you must go so soon.
‘I should go,’ you say ruefully.
‘You should stay,’ Astarion disagrees. ‘Come, stay in my tent for the night. You should get to use my things since I’m the one who forced you to stay awake past your bedtime. That bedroll looks awfully uncomfortable from here.’
‘Where will you sleep?’ you ask, suddenly reserved.
‘Next to you,’ he says, ‘or outside if you’d prefer. I could keep watch.’
‘ — next to me is fine,’ you tell him.
‘Good,’ Astarion says, smiling. ‘Let me be selfish if it means I get to look at you. I’ll return the favor, you know. Let you know about your eyes and smile next long rest. It’s the least I could do.’
You’re too nervous to sleep that night and he knows it. But come the next long rest, Astarion tells you every detail about your face and you understand, with overwhelming gravity, what you have done for him.
#astarion#astarion ancunin#astarion bg3#astarion x reader#astarion x tav#astarion x you#astarion x oc#from ，carcosa .#my fic#anonymous#* a thousand lives，and one#WHAT IF I SAID#THIS ONE WAS SO SELF-INDULGENT#I WAS TWIRLING MY HAIR SWINGING MY FEET GIGGLING#the mirror scene has me so down bad i can't even lie about it
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Oughh his wife is so expensive........
#bloodweave#bg3 gale#bg3 astarion#doodle#myart#bg3 art#i like to think they call eachother wives#it makes me giggle#and kick my feet
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One of the NPCs asked my Tav if I ever get tired of telling people how to live their lives and I said, out loud, "No. I'm a Paladin. It's my job."
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My Baldurs Gate 3 experience so far
#halion sunblaze#baldur's gate 3#bg3#baldurs gate 3#bg3 tav#baldur's gate#astarion#gale of waterdeep#he's SO BIG i can't not giggle sometimes when the camera pans to him#it's hard to fit him in scenes sometimes oml
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some of the astarion HCs that cross my gaze are trying to make him sexier + classic romance novel lead than he is Im afraid…… before he will be your sexy protector dominate boyfriend he’ll probably be like “babe do you think you can help me with this” “but that sounds like soooooooo much woooork… fine 🙄🙄🙄🙄” love him at his whiny twink self come on now
#every time I see a hc that reads directly out of Every Bridgerton-esque Novel Ever attributed to astarion my eyes glaze over a bit#obviously I’m also caricaturing him here but come now. come now#even when he’s protective he does it in a specifically bitchy way….#’THAT BETTER NOT BE GOING DOWN YOUR GULLET 👉👉👉’#anyways I am just having a laugh & such I just like that the game never tries to pretend he’s not whiny or petty or annoying. as a person.#he stomps his foot like an actual toddler sometimes! I love him ❤️#so the ultra beefy romance lead vibe… is so dissonant for him in my head….#HEADCANON AND THRIVE to your hearts headcanon content by the way I don’t care#just giggling imagining him trying to do anything like that but with sincerity rather than … like#for the bit. I can see him do it for the bit perhaps
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