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Memories of Us chapter 10

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Okay first things first. Partial writing credit goes to @micropoe10 because she helped me write a good chunk of this. I owe you so hard bestie.

As always thanks to @cheesy-cryptid for allowing me to use their art as inspiration and for reblogging this. I literally would not continue this if I hadn't gotten the attention from them I did. So thank you thank you thank you ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

One last thing before I post the story. This has been the most fun I have had on Tumblr. All of the support and love I have gotten from my friends on the Astarion Brainrot discord has been so encouraging. I owe you guys more than I could ever express.

ALRIGHTY THEN. WITHOUT FURTHER ADO.

Tags: @justporo @satanicspinosaurus @sleepy-timaeus @tragedybunny @davenswitcher @wayward-hel (if you wanna be included let me know ❤️❤️)

chapter 10. I caught fire

The day went on slowly. Octavia stared at the clock on the wall, the anxious feeling gnawed at her. Earlier, she had briefly seen Astarion at the end of the office corridors. He gave the same empty stare he has for the last few weeks.

She stood in front of her office door, glancing down at the handle. She should go say something, it's been long enough. Octavia turns to walk towards him, but as she looks over, he's already gone.

As she walked into the office, Gale was sitting on his desk going through a few things he was researching on his own. He tears his eyes away for a moment and slides a small red piece of paper towards her.

Another note.

“You know at some point, you'll have to admit you fucked up, Octavia. This is all becoming a little childish isn't it?” Gale chided.

He put down his pen and sighed. “You're not the only one suffering here, it's so ridiculously obvious that you're both miserable. In the years I've known him, I have never once seen him be so quiet around anyone else. You, my friend, are a first in many instances.” he chuckles at the end of his scolding.

“You two are so dumb sometimes, it makes for fine entertainment.” He smirks and continues to write.

Octavia scowls a bit, “I’m glad my misery is so interesting to you, Gale. Do you and your mother gossip about us during your brunches?”

Gale immediately stares up at Octavia, “Okay, I apparently hit a nerve…I’m sorry. Really, I am. You know I'm only telling you this because I care about you both? I hate that you're not speaking. Not only because it's unprofessional for me to be your note lackey, but because the others have started to notice. So I suggest you read whatever is on this note, and go fix it. For all our sake.” He shuts his notebook and walks up to the office door.

“I’m going for a walk, I hope you can figure out how to amend this.” He steps out, leaving Octavia to sit in her own anguish. She fiddles around with the folded piece of paper before deciding to get it done and over with.

She unfolds the little more and her whole soul escapes her body. The note sent with Gale only said "Office. Now." Well that's it, he's firing her, or demoting her, or even worse, nothing at all.

Octavia made the long walk over to Astarion's office. She stands in front of the door, hesitant to knock.

The whole argument replays in her head like it has for the last few weeks, she should've knocked on the damn door. But no, like a petulant child she was only thinking petty thoughts.

As she lifts her hand to knock, she hears some banging on the other side. She presses her ear to the door and listens quietly. Nothing. Was he even in there or was he testing her?

It doesn't matter in hindsight, he's got his reasons for whatever he called her here for. She softly knocks on the door, the sounds behind the door stopping immediately. "Astarion? I got your note."

On the other side of the door, Astarion quickly picks up the papers he's thrown everywhere. Thank the gods he still used that arcane magic Gale taught him while they’d sort through maps and scrolls during their adventures. Within seconds his thrashed space is as impeccable as before. He composes himself and takes a moment, the mask expertly back on. "Come in."

Octavia walks in, Astarion is standing with his back to her, facing the window. "Locked. I don't want any interruptions." He speaks in a curt tone, not turning at all. Octavia locks the door, nervously sitting on the chair across him.

Astarion slowly walks over to her, stopping in between her and his desk. He sits on the edge facing her, his eyes two sunset orange orbs glaring deeply into her. He takes a long breath before speaking, "I'm sorry. I shouldn't have raised my voice to you like that. I hope we can go back to how we were before, I'm not angry anymore."

Octavia's face is suspicious, her eyebrows furrowed, eyes turn into slits and she's taken back. "Hold on, you haven't spoken to me in three weeks, and you're apologizing? Why? Aren't you still furious with me? Are you okay?"

Astarion scoffs a skewed scowl on his face."I'm trying to be open with you like you asked me to. Are you really going to get mad because I'm apologizing to you? What is wrong with you?" He asks exasperated, closing his eyes and rubbing the bridge of his nose. "Gods you are so infuriating you're just like-" he takes a sharp inhale, "Listen, I'm trying, okay? This whole being patient, kind, open communication sort of thing is still very new to me."

He continues, "I'm willing to look past this little invasion, honestly I'm amazed that you of all people would be the one to sneak in here." He sounded impressed. "Either due to luck or stupidity, but you're the first to leave alive." He chuckled a dark sarcasm behind it.

"Besides," he paused, shuffling his feet, clearing his throat, and pursing his lips, "I missed talking to you. Passing notes like we're school children isn't as fun or exciting when you're an adult and Gale is the one you're passing them through." He pouts softly, as if seeking some sort of playful pity.

"I find that hard to believe, you seemed to like those little notes. I had so many, I thought it was an excuse to keep seeing Gale?" Octavia mocked, giggling softly. "Can I be honest with you too? I mean since we're in the spirit of openness and all?" Astarion motions her to proceed, "I missed talking to you as well. You're fun to talk to and complain with."

Astarion smirks and extends a hand towards her. "Then, may I offer my apologies to you? Will you let me air my sweet grievances and complaints to you?"

His voice dripped like warm syrup towards Octavia, his eyes had a sultry energy behind them which made her cheeks quickly heat up. Her mind is scrambling to react, but the only thing working on overdrive is her need to see how much further this could go. She decides to play into his dangerous game, one that she knows she will most likely lose.

Octavia takes his hand and leans forward on the chair, "As long as there are no complaints about me, I've been working very hard to earn your forgiveness." She chuckles, smiling with her eyes, dragging her gaze slowly back to his own, inhaling quietly as she stares into those gorgeous golden sunset pools.

Astarion leans in mirroring her movements, "Well you have, if that makes you feel better. I'm willing to work hard too. If you allow me to-" she stops him from speaking, pressing a finger to his lips.

He's taken back slightly, his lips stay puckered on her finger and he takes his chance to kiss it gently, earning him a sharp inhale from her.

"Honestly, an apology is more than I ever thought I'd get from you Astarion, no offense." Octavia laughs, she stands and removes her finger from his lips. She stands in front of him, and reaches her hand down to hold his again.

He smiles and tucks a stray piece of hair behind her ear, gods she's even more beautiful up close. She breathes deep, allowing his touch. He caresses her cheek, gliding his hand down to hold her chin tilting her head up and looking her over.

"You expect so little of me, how can I show you that I'm much more than that?" Astarion looks at her through hooded eyes, he was incredibly persuasive in the most benign occasions, and now that he had the invitation from her, he wasn't going to let that go to waste. He pulls her in closer, letting his arm rest on her waist.

He spoke so sweetly and Octavia wants to trust him, if he's willing to drop his guard, she can drop hers. "There's so much I want to tell you, but I'm afraid it will change your opinion of me." She spoke so softly, almost a whisper.

Astarion's face turns to worry, there was a vulnerability he wished to share with her, how he did with Tav, they're so similar, this feeling is bittersweet and it terrified him. "Octavia, nothing can deter me. How intelligent, thoughtful, genuine you are..."

Octavia can't breathe, the words from his lips are so saccharine, like a forbidden fruit she longed to taste. "It scares me, the last time something like this happened, I ran from it, like a coward. I'm afraid of what it would do to you. The lengths I would go for someone like you." He confesses, she can sense the heartbreak behind the words.

His hand falls over the edge of her jaw sliding down and trailing it across her shoulder, up around her neck playing with the strands of hair that betrayed its styling, pulling her closer, his lips feather lightly across hers. Octavia's knees felt like they were about to give out, this is what she was hoping would happen in her garden, at the fundraiser, practically any time she saw him alone, he was so hard to understand but that made the appeal more undeniable.

"What if I wanted to find out? What would you do?" Octavia presses her forehead to Astarion's, her breath shuddering under the closeness between them.

Astarion chuckles "Curious little kitten aren't you?" His hand intertwined in her hair turns her head so he can lean in closer, his voice a low whisper in her ear "If you let me, I could drown you with my love. You would die a million little deaths each day. Allow me to show you."

She felt his lips press against her skin. They were cool and soft, he could feel her shiver underneath his touch, a warmth grew inside that was boiling over both of them. The fire was certainly lit, but she had to be the one to control it before it became unstable.

Her hands shot up to his shoulders, stuck between pushing him off and entangling a hand in his hair. "Astarion, wait.."

Octavia turns and looks into his eyes, full of hunger and lust, she takes a second to catch her breath. "I want this, but I want to take my time with it, I- I don't want to do anything to make you regret this. I really like you." Astarion's eyes grow wide, "I won't. I can't." His voice was soft, pleading almost.

One of Octavia's hands settles on Astarion's cheek, he settles into her touch and kisses the inside of her hand. His normally angular eyes are so round and soft, looking up at her, wanting. The vulnerability she was seeking on full display. He continues to kiss her hand, slowly going down her wrist.

She continues to watch as he leaves a trail of languid kisses. As soon as he passes halfway up her forearm, she can't take it anymore. She pulls him in, kissing him, her whole body feels like it's floating and sinking all at once. She feels his arms pull her into himself, holding her closer as he deepens their kiss.

One of her hands rests on his shoulder as the other snakes up to his hair, wrapping it in his curls. After a few moments he pulls away, placing a chaste kiss on her cheek. "You are going to be the death of me, and I welcome it with an open embrace."

#bg3 #astarion #baldur's gate 3 #astarion ancunin #bg3 astarion #baldurs gate 3 #astarion bg3 #gale of waterdeep #gale dekarios #fic: memories of us #headcanon #bg3 headcanon

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august-anon · 6 months

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No one is sending me bg3 tk headcanons so i will speak a few of my own. please send me bg3 asks lol. these little gremlin people in my computer are all i can think about

Wyll is definitely more of a ler than a lee in my mind, BUT i see that man in a crop top every single night, you cannot tell me he is not also crazy ticklish. And he definitely doesn't mind it -- he just doesn't want it too much. He much prefers making his romantic interest smile and blush and laugh, and waxing poetic in that wonderfully romantic way of his to make them blush even more. I ask what we are and he compares me to the sun at different times of day in a way that makes me swoon?? Imagine how he'd describe your tav's smile and laughter and flushed cheeks. My god I am so in love with this fictional man.

I have not gotten to a point in the game yet where my bestie Karlach is all fixed up (i only just started Act 2 about 10 hours of gameplay ago -- i expect to be here for another 30-40 hours at least before we finally reach Act 3 lol), I can only assume it happens for her, and i think that when she is fixed up she would go WILD with the tickle fights. She would find it so, so much fun. She probably loves tickling, on all sides, and given how bold she is when she comes onto you the first time (I am so sorry i had to turn you down girlie ✌️😔 i already had my eyes on Wyll), I think she would definitely have 0 problems asking to be tickled or to tickle someone else

i think if i tried to tickle Lae'zel she would kill me. But also we have like, medium approval because I am too nice for her and so i don't know a lot about her lol. Y'all who have had better relationships with Lae'zel or who have romanced her should tell me your thoughts, y'all probably have much better understandings of her character than I do, I would love to know what you think about Lae'zel and tickles

Gale insists he is not ticklish. He tries to distract you with fancy words and long sentences until you forget what you were talking about in the first place, because all of a sudden you're like. Talking about the history of Waterdeep or smth. Anyways, he does this because he is wicked ticklish. And I don't think he necessarily minds being tickled, but I definitely think he's the kind of guy to wanna keep up appearances for as long as he can lol. Gale lovers please correct me if I am wrong, but I always get distracted by his long-winded explanations and fanciful way of speaking (is this how people feel when they talk to me??? i am also extremely long-winded -- as you can see from this post -- and people think i speak funny and in an abnormal manner also lol). That long-windedness comes in handy with teasing though, I'm sure.

Shadowheart is another one I can't get a read on. I have had really good approval with her from the beginning, we are somehow besties, and yet i know so little about her. She is very hard to read. I have no idea what her thoughts and opinions are here lol. I think she would regard me with great disdain if I tried to tickle her

Astarion,,,,, i don't think he'd vibe with most people tickling him, OR tickling most people. Purely from existing in fandom, despite not romancing him (yet -- he is next on my list. I can fix him), i know a lot of spoilers for his general arc in a romance. I don't think he would let anyone but his lover touch him like that (or touch anyone but his lover like that), and only after a lot of healing. It's a very vulnerable situation to put oneself in!!! I feel like for the first long while he'd be far more interesting in ler-ing, he would have to be pretty comfortable and secure to feel comfortable in a lee situation.

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gwen-writes · 4 months

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so... i couldn't stop thinking about how hilarious it would be if Astarion planar travelled to my roommate and i's dorm room accidentally (thanks Gale), and i wrote it. forgive any formatting errors, this is my first time posting fic-type writing to tumblr!

totally self-indulgent, silly fun. enjoy if you want!

(1357 words) and shoutout to my bestie "isolde" :) love u

IF YOU WANT MORE OF THIS, check it out on my ao3! gwen_writes

A Vampire in New England

With a quick huff toward her candlewick, the smell of “warm luxe cashmere” was replaced with the pungent sting of smoke. Two clicks and the lamp was out, the two women crawling into bed and whispering among themselves. Sleep ached behind Isolde’s eyes, only allowing her a few more blinks before she was lulled into a dream. Fiora stretched and groaned in her cot, wishing she could sleep as easily as her roommate.

Fiora’s brows softened as she soothed herself with deep breaths, waiting for rest to overcome her. An incomprehensible roar shattered her resolve, glares of purple beaming in a flash of swirling magic. Her eyes couldn’t adjust to the light - she squinted and desperately tried to comprehend what was before her. The beacon dispelled just as soon as it had appeared, and Fiora willed against her paranoia to not panic at the sight of a figure in her room.

“I will never trust Gale again,” A smarmy voice hissed. The shadows allowed no outline of the thing on the floor, but she could see that it was sprawled out on her patterned rug. She was stunned into silence, glued to her sheets in place. Every nerve in her body was screaming for her to alert Isolde - who was remarkably still asleep next to her - to alert anyone. But who, exactly, are you supposed to call when a glowing force materializes in your room and dispenses a person in its wake?

Fiora turned her head to look at Isolde, telepathically pleading for her to stir. That was a mistake, notably, because she had caught the guest’s attention.

“Oh, hells,” Something glinted in the dim light, and she realized this visitor had weapons. “Am I going to have to kill you, or are you going to be ever so intelligent and let me walk free?”

Isolde shifted in her blankets. Fiora’s wide eyes darted between her roommate, then the unwelcome presence. Moments passed, and Fiora couldn’t manage any words out of her mouth.

“An answer would be helpful, truly,” Their voice was smooth and fulsome.

“Don’t kill me, please,” She blustered, more pathetic than she wanted it to be. “Just get the fuck out of my room - it’s fine.”

“Wonderful,” They said in a singsong voice. As her eyes adjusted, Fiora was able to make out more features now. White hair, distinctive red eyes. Not intimidatingly tall - they couldn’t be much taller than her. The figure turned sharply, but it suddenly went aflame with a string of profanity.

“What the fuck!” Fiora jumped out of bed. If the sprinklers went off or something went wrong, she assumed this person wouldn’t hesitate to stab her. Isolde finally awoke, rushing out of bed in a frenzy.

“What! What? What!” She yelped, first giving a worried look to her friend and then looking at the blurry mass of fire. “Oh my god!” Isolde pushed her glasses onto her nose, trying to grapple with her surroundings.

Fiora was scrambling to unscrew her water bottle and douse the open flame, and in its light she could finally see the person. A man with sharp features, extravagant leathers, thick boots. He looked like he had just come from a Ren Faire.

“What the fuck is going on!” Isolde started opening her water bottle to contribute. “Why is the room on fire!” “It’s a person!” Fiora unhelpfully explained, thoughts racing. She pushed past the flaming body, the fire licking her cotton pajamas, and opened the door. There was one open square on the man’s back, and with the miniscule amount of force in her body, she pressed both of her palms to him, and shoved.

He writhed on the ground, sparks finally deteriorating.

“Don’t even ask me anything, because I don’t know what the fuck is going on,” Fiora said to Isolde, exasperated. A laugh threatened to escape her lips, adrenaline coursing through her.

“I slept through a man appearing in our room?” Isolde replied, and the two women were transfixed by the charred man on their dorm hall floor, despite their better judgment.

“My stomach hurts. I’m sweating,” Fiora hissed. “You should’ve seen it - it doesn’t make any sense. I was trying to fall asleep and this huge light showed up, and it was the loudest noise I’ve ever heard in my life, I swear to god. And then, he was just there! He was just… on our floor!”

“What do we do with him?” Isolde asked.

Fiora eyed her wildly, “What do you mean ‘what do we do with him?”

“He sounds like he’s magic, or something,” Isolde shrugged.

“He threatened to stab me before you woke up,” Fiora emphasized.

“But what if he’s a wizard?” Isolde whined.

“Oh my god, I can’t,” Fiora started laughing.

“Nothing cool ever happens, this could be, like, something crazy that we might miss out on!” She bargained.

“Okay, so what do you suggest we do with him?” Fiora crossed her arms. The cold air from outside of their dorm was tickling her bare arms.

“We should help him! He’s burned to a crisp!” Isolde gestured to the limp man, who was still groaning on the floor.

“If he’s a wizard, he can heal himself,” She narrowed her eyes.

“You’re telling me that a wizard just showed up on our doorstep from a portal and you don’t want to know where he came from, who he is, every single thing he’s ever done in his life?” Isolde tempted.

Fiora gave her a long look, “You’re so right.”

“Do you think he’s knocked out?” Isolde looked upon the man.

“I doubt he would survive that,” Fiora reasoned.

“Okay, each of us takes an arm, and then we pull him back into our room. University Police will nab him if they find a sleeping man outside our door.”

As they kneeled down, hands going under the man’s shoulders, his eyes cracked open and he cut through their plans.

“Lay one more finger on me and I will have your head on a stake,” He threatened. Isolde was faster to jump away than Fiora, like a rabbit in the grass with a snake.

“I told you he was violent!” Fiora hissed.

“He’s a wizard!” Isolde defended.

He pushed himself onto his elbows, scowling, “That is insulting. I am not a wizard.”

“What are you, then?” Isolde’s eyes widened with alarm.

“If you must know,” He smiled easily, as if he hadn’t just been scorched moments prior, “I am a magistrate from Baldur’s Gate.”

“Where the fuck is Baldur’s Gate?” Fiora frowned.

“Faerûn,” He threw up a hand like it was the most obvious thing in the world. “Uncultured little thing, you are.”

“Why would a magistrate show up in my room from a magic portal?” Isolde’s eyes narrowed. “You’re just a civilian officer. You can’t be that important.”

“Yeah,” Fiora dogpiled, “And why did you catch on fire?”

He chuckled, rising to his feet. Fiora was right, he was barely taller than her. The cracks on his skin from the burns were slowly fading, but bruises peppered his face. A handsome face, Fiora thought.

“Both of you are very inquisitive,” He complimented, which made Fiora’s stomach curdle. He suddenly seemed much less helpless, and much more like a sneering wolf.

“If you answer our questions, we can help you get back to.. Baldur’s Gate, or whatever it was,” Isolde was uncharacteristically bold. The man raised a brow, considering the offer.

“And where are we now, exactly?” He surveyed their surroundings, and it was clear that despite his blind confidence, this man was very, very lost.

“The United States. New England. Our college dorm,” Fiora offered simply. The man rolled his eyes, not to them but almost to someone in the sky.

“Gods, Gale, I’m going to fucking kill you,” He cursed in a sing-song voice under his breath. He blinked a few times, looked to the ground, and then met their gaze again.

“I’m Astarion,” He raised out a pale hand, “you are?”

“I’m Fiora,” She didn’t take his hand, anxiety still going rampant in her veins.

“Isolde,” The red-haired woman smiled and took his hand, shaking it gently.

#baldurs gate 3 #bg3 astarion #bg3 #baldurs gate #astarion fic #astarion x oc #astarion ancunin #astarion #fanfic #fanfiction #modern au #baldurs gate iii #baldurs gate fanfiction #a vampire in new england

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rodolfoparras · 2 months

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Right?!?? Calling it predatory is beyond awful and it just reeks of vilifying queer people. We aren't safe from it in every day life and now we aren't safe in our online spaces too?? Particularly in a space we curated for us because we want to write and discuss our queer fics?? And the sheer irony of (presumably) straight woman saying we are acting like a woman in gay bar like.....GIRL- GIRL ARE YOU HEARING YOURSELF-

And the twitter situation omg I have to briefly rant. Someone I follow commented on (albeit 2 years old) post of this straight girlie who was whining about the fact that character she likes was confirmed gay and how she wanted to keep drawing him in straight ship with her female self insert but people were mad at her for doing so. Like no shit 😭 she kept doing it for months after and I think she eventually stopped but like erasing character's sexuality like that when he canonically struggled with being gay too is just gross.

And my gods- girlies acting like Astarion is straight and guys acting like Shadowheart is straight is bane of my existence when all companions are canonically queer!!

As for games, Imma finally be able to properly play all of my favourite games because my laptop is so fucking old that it takes forever to play Sims 4 (admittedly I do have billion mods) let alone something else. I only played BG3 on my bestie's PC and I'll finally be able to do it properly 😭 I swear the only game I don't have any problems with playing on current laptop is Monster Prom. I tried playing Resident Evil 4 (another big hyperfixation) and it was so ungodly slow.

-🔮

Right?! And it’s literally on the verge of painting us as PREDATORS for writing fics? Like come on love both me and you know you aren’t that stupid to think what I do is predatory 💀

Also yes!! Like I said a privilege take to make by a straight woman 😭 like the self insert community isn’t a sacred straight space and fanfiction as a whole is not even a straight space 😭

Some ppl will never stop fascinating me bc I don’t understand this obsession straight people have with canonically queer characters. I don’t think I’ve ever seen an exclusively lesbian character and gone “let me make a male insert fic for her” like there is a whole lot of entitlement there. Not to mention how these little self inserts they make are always catered to white women. There was a Valentine’s Day cod post and i believe all characters except for gaz’s partner were white they will literally do anything to ensure there’s content for them

Also I can imagine how slow sims must’ve been my friend who has a good game set up still has issues with the game and I cant even imagine your situation also resident evil sounds like sm fun to play! I’ve only watched play through but I’ve loved every one of them!

#alec answers #🔮 anon

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ribbitrrrbitxhs · 8 months

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HYPERFIXATING HYPERFIXATING HYPERFIXATING HYPERFIXATING

Baldur’s Gate 3 has got my brain on overdrive. Astarion makes me cry. Shadowheart is so hot. Karlach is going to be my best fucking friend. Wyll is the absolute best. Gale is *pat pat*. Lae’zel my girl you can work through this and murder is fun yes if it’s funny.

Also they all have nicknames from me.

Shadowheart = shadow or shady

Gale = Gilly. Don’t ask why. I wouldn’t be able to explain it to him either

Karlach = Karly. It’s so perfect. She would love that I gave her a nickname. I want to be bestie.

Wyll = Wilbur. My brother’s name is also Will and that’s a nickname of his and it feels so brotherly. I love Wyll

Astarion = Star or Starry. I think he’d like it.

Lae’zel would hate having a nickname but she has one and its Zel because Laez sounds like lazy and I think she’d punch me in the face.

Anyway. In love with Astarion. Send help.

#baldur’s gate iii #Astarion #Shadowheart #Karlach #Lae’zel #Gale #Wyll #I’m so hungry right now

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mumms-the-word · 17 days

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My original tav Ara is the smallest angriest ranger in Faerun. The game only has two sizes but she's secretly this tiny half elf. 100 pounds of whoop ass. She's in love with Gale he's her soft husband and she loves protecting him (even if he's pretty dangerous on his own) she wants to kick Mystra's ass. She was abandoned as a kid and mostly lived alone in the woods. This adventure has definitely been a change for her. Enjoy the ramble

omg thank you for this, Ara sounds like she would be a ton of fun to play as a character and a ton of fun to befriend. I'll stick with companion/friend vibes for right now

Dani, my tiefling bard, would absolutely adore her. Just all the Bardic Inspiration sent her way. Ara charges into battle and Dani is just like "YAS QUEEN GET HIM" but like in a super supportive way. These two would be utter chaos together. The minute she hears that Ara was abandoned as a kid is the minute she puts her hand on Ara's shoulder and goes "I'm your family now." No arguments. Instant besties, probably (ignoring that Dani also romanced Gale lol)

Ardynn is also a half-elf ranger! I feel like she and Ara would bond over a lot of stuff, like foraging, hunting, trapping, living off the land, etc. They'd probably be like sisters, lowkey. Ara sounds like she'd probably handle a lot of the events of the game better than Ardynn does, so despite the height difference (and probably age difference?) Ardynn is probably willing to take a step back and let Ara charge on ahead while providing backup from behind. If Ara is a beastmaster like Ardynn, I want to see their animals playing with each other. If Ara is a gloomstalker or a hunter subclass, then I want them bonding over arrow/bow techniques/materials/tricks.

Freyr is a human fighter evil durge and I can just see him taking one look at this smol ranger who wants to fight god and go "I want that one on our team." Keep in mind, the rest of his team is Dark Justiciar Shadowheart, Vlaakith Path Lae'zel, Ascended Astarion, God Gale, his bestie Seraphine who is my friend's Tav, and his future wifey Minthara. If I played him solo, he'd just travel exclusively with the ladies. Whatever dark desires Ara wants to pursue, he'll support. She wants to fight Mystra? He'll find a way to open a portal for her, especially if it means cracking a few skulls and spilling some blood Hope you like your soft boy god-style, because Freyr will make it happen. Dark AU Ara

Invi is a high elf storm sorcerer durge. She's analytical and interested in learning new things all the time because her brain is busted (yay memory loss!) so she'd be interested in whatever Ara would have to teach her. Herbs, traps, stuff about animals, anything. Ara sounds a bit more emotionally volatile than Invi, but not in a bad way. Invi is just pretty stoic at times while she's trying to process things. She'd probably be a good companion for Ara to vent a lot of feelings to, because Invi will just listen and nod and then at the end be like "Do you want advice or do you want me to just say 'that sucks, I'm sorry'?" She'd probably be amused at Ara being the angriest ranger ever, but she'd support her.

This is fun! Thanks for the ask!!

#ask meme #bg3 #other tavs #seriously this is fun #give me more #tell me about more tavs or durges #i love it

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daughter-of-melpomene · 3 months

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TELL ME ALLLL ABOUT YOUR BG3 OCS!

AHHHHH, THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR ASKING!! Okay, so as I said, I don’t have actual appearances for my babies since I don’t have the game, but I will happy give you some info about them.

I have five OCs currently planned:

Raven Waters (they/them), Wyll ship. Human bard, College of Lore subclass, with an urchin past. Grew up on the streets of Baldur’s Gate after being orphaned at a young age and became a decently well-known entertainer when they got older, performing at festivals and every tavern and inn in the area. Very cunning, sarcastic, and good at reading people, and is very unhappy about being snatched off the street only to have a worm stuck in their brain. Cares about people sort of in the way Astarion does - reluctantly and with no small amount of complaining but very deeply - and even though they don’t think much of Wyll at first because they don’t trust nobility or anyone wealthy, it doesn’t take long for them to become endeared by him. Also becomes absolute besties with Astarion because they literally laugh in his face when he tries to seduce them and once he gets over that they have fun judging people together. (There is also definitely an AU where Raven is dating both Wyll and Astarion, but they’re officially a Wyll ship.)

Amalal Quavein (he/they), Astarion ship. Seldarine drow and cleric of the Light Domain for the goddess Eilistrae with a sage past (he’s a huge bookworm when they can get his hands on some), and has been travelling around Faerun since they were just young, trying to find allies to assist in the Seldarine drows’ fight against Lolth and helping everyone he can along the way, before they get snatched up and taken to the nautiloid ship. He’s a total sweetheart who loves caring for people and fighting against tyrants and darker forces, but they’re also a bit socially stunted from being alone on the road for a lot of his life, which can lead people to think he’s naïve even when they aren’t. Astarion definitely thinks this at first, and thinks seducing Amalal will be easy, but really he’s just one of those people who always chooses kindness and doing the right thing because they want to make the world a better place and that’s the best way he knows how to do it. (They’re also asexual, which is very funny given Astarion’s whole seduction thing because not only is Amalal unfamiliar with seduction as a concept but he genuinely Does Not Feel Sexual Things, so they’re painfully oblivious to Astarion’s attempts the whole time.)

Nifara Reedwood (she/her), Gale ship. Strongheart halfling ranger, of the hunter subclass, with an outlander past who was raised in the wilderness and therefore has a very strong connection with nature. Travels all around Faerun hunting and tracking creatures from other realms, making it her personal mission to keep any kinds of invaders from attacking her realm and harming its nature. Also has a very strong bond with animals and is resistant to poison due to all the she’s spent in Faerun’s swamps. A complete and total badass, but is also kind of socially stunted due to all the time she’s spent alone on the road with only animals and the creatures she hunts. Brutally honest and has a quick temper, but also one that’s quick to calm back down if there’s no need for an actual fight, and although she’s slow to trust people would gladly kill and die for those she cares about and absolutely will not let them talk bad about themselves. (Very nearly smacks Gale for not believing he’s worth more than his magic and service to Mystra and calls him an idiot for it more than once, and then somehow that wanting him to think more of himself turns to catching feelings and she’s just like, “Ah, shit”. It’s fine, though, because Gale comes to love her too.)

Nisa Mournspire (they/she), Halsin ship. Mephistopheles tiefling paladin of the Oath of Devotion subclass, with a folk hero background. Adopted when they were a baby by a human couple, but never felt truly loved by them since she wasn’t their blood child, even if they’d given her their last name. Devoted themself to prayer from an early age as a way to feel some kind of belonging and purpose, and took her Oath and set out from their village to travel around and help people when she was only twenty years old. Gained a bit of a reputation around all of Faerun for their heroics, and eventually came to be known as The Horned Warrior. Taken from Baldur’s Gate by the Mindflayer’s goons when she stopped in for the night, and doesn’t hesitate to recruit Karlach and Lae’zel when they’re all on the beach, seeing defeating the Mindflayer and removing the parasites as yet another mission they’re committing to. Very warm and compassionate, able to make friends almost everywhere she goes, and fears almost nothing if it means helping others. A bit of a hopeless romantic who wants to find true love, but also isn’t against brief flings. Does sleep with Astarion once or twice (but they’re incredibly good about it and makes sure he feels good too, because she can tell he’s not used to that), but definitely takes a liking to Halsin very quickly after meeting him and spends a good amount of time staring at his biceps (which annoys Lae’zel incredibly because that should not be the focus right now).

Ellora Keyvaris (she/her), Karlach ship. High Elf half-elf wizard of the Conjuration School subclass with a noble background. Grew up in a wealthy family that was very devoted to maintaining appearances and always trotted her out to social events, but she was much more interested in magic and the study of it, more than happy to spend her time in her home’s library or at the local magical college learning conjuring spells from the professors she’d paid for private lessons. When she learned her family was planning to betroth her to an elf nobleman, she ran away to Baldur’s Gate, where she intended to live a quiet life and continue studying magic before she was kidnapped and infected with the parasite. Ellora is a very quiet and bookish person, but that doesn’t mean she’s timid; she has a sharp tongue and isn’t afraid to stand up for herself or others and say what she thinks. She struggles to connect to her companions at first, with the exception of Wyll since they were both raised among nobility, but she eventually makes genuine friends out of all of them, which means a lot to her because she’s never really had friends before. (She’s also a hopeless lesbian who falls in love at first sight with Karlach and thus is very sad when she can’t touch her, because she very much wants this large muscled lady to be able to pick her up.)

Anyways, yeah, those are my BG3 babies!! Thanks so much for asking about them, and if you have any more questions about any of them feel free to ask!!

Again tagging some of my other BG3 moots: @hiddenqveendom, @endless-oc-creations, @astarionbae.

#asks about my ocs #oc: raven waters #oc: amalal quavein #oc: nifara reedwood #oc: nisa mournspire #oc: ellora keyvaris #bg3 ocs #bg3 tav #baldur’s gate 3 oc #bg3 oc #baldur’s gate 3 tav

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neosatsuma · 8 months

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so I'm playing a pathetic wet dog charlatan Warlock, right, and his whole thing is just lying all the time. Deception through the roof. So Astarion loves that but he doesn't love that we keep committing acts of basic human decency. RIGHT in front of his salad. So he's lukewarm on us.

Gale, though. Gale LOVES basic human decency. I romanced him by accident and then a little on purpose because I was curious but he keeps saying things like "haha bestie you're SO fun to be around," and I'm NOT!! I'm not. Gale, this is a wet dog. I'll romance Gale for me, on my own time, but this character can't have him, it just doesn't work. So I'm gonna make another save.

But in the meantime I've already made a second character just because a bug is stalling my main game, and I said OK. OK, I have to find out what this wretched little elf is all about. Get him under the microscope of romance. Now in every pairing there must be "Could Snap You Like a Twig" and "A Twig." So I made an Oath of Vengeance Paladin. Strength build! Healing spells! Vengeance! It's perfect. I'm setting them up to kiss.

BUT WAIT!!! BECAUSE I'm playing THIS character with less guile and more force, we've barely met the goblins and HERE COMES LAE'ZEL WITH THE STEEL CHAIR, DESIRING ME CARNALLY. And I can't say NO!! She's so straightforward. Her eyes are so green.

s.so uh. I guess I have to play this game,, a fourth t,ime,,,,

#WEEPING #bg3 #baldur's gate 3 #i normally do game romances sort of out of nameless obligation more than interest but HERE I AM. INTERESTED.#my nonsense

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inquisitoradaar · 3 months

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feel like i need to elaborate on musics love shape. long post ahead bc god there is so much explaining that needs to be done here. the situation is Intricate and Dire. also spoilers for balding gate or whatever

i went in without any idea who i was gonna romance but then i met gale and was like ok. i think this is the guy. and had made up my mind on it until wylls introduction where i was like oh fuck hes so hot but i couldnt change my mind id already promised myself id romance gale.

anyways. the party ends up being music + shadowheart + gale + wyll for a while. this is not because of preference but bc i literally managed to miss astarion (i went to the bottom of the hill hes on and then said out loud to myself 'nothing else here' and went back in the nautiloid.) and lae'zel (saw the two tieflings that caught her but didnt see the cage and decided to avoid conflict). i eventually swap out shadowheart for karlach when i meet her (it was besties at first sight for me) and then get told by some friends who r also playing that im a fucking dumbass and completely missed astarion and lae'zel (id already saved the grove by this point so LMAO)

i go back to the crash site, grab astarion, then use a scroll of revivify on lae'zel bc shes dead in the mountain pass (whoops). theyve both missed literally everything. i go to camp and astarion immediately reveals to music that he is a vampire. awesome. theyre also both charlatans which is a lil funny to me. i add neither of them to my party bc by this point im extremely attached to gale wyll and karlach and music has rlly high approval w all three of them.

now in truth the love shape was already in the equation bc gale is still not over mystra. music is unclear as to whether or not this affection is still reciprocated on mystras part (and tbh so am i . i havent finished act 2 yet ok) but when they shared a Moment in the weave gale enjoyed it so clearly thats also happening. so we have a love triangle going on. this is fine and manageable even if music is not a big fan of the whole the-guy-im-into-has-a-bomb-in-his-chest-bc-of-his-ex-who-he-still-loves thing.

we get to the underdark. i have a long rest. astarion has smth to say. in-game it has been two days since i finally grabbed him from the crash site (has he just been waiting that entire time for someone to walk down that path so he could stab them?). cutscene plays out, he wants music to tell him hes pretty, music responds w 'gales more my type', and astarion makes a comment abt how hell have to work on himself if hes to 'catch up w the competition' um?

so the love triangle is now a sort-of love square. could be just a lil silly fun joke and i think of it as such (at least when ignoring the meta (thats another story)) until i get to act 2 and have a long rest in the shadow-cursed lands. and astarion says to music smth like 'were kindred souls, were walking down the same path, we should take over the absolutist cult and rule the world together' WHAT IS HAPPENING. what coded declaration of love bullshit is this. music and astarion barely even know each other.

so, great, love triangle is now officially a partially unreciprocated love square. but then. but THEN. to make matters WORSE for ME PERSONALLY. having another long rest in the shadow-cursed lands and a cutscene starts to play. wyll is dancing and so music joins in (naturally, theyre best friends w wyll (literally, they have maximum approval from him) and a BARD) and then things start getting. quote. "intimate" and i go oh no i have to put a stop to this bc things have started getting more serious w gale. and when i tell wyll that they should both step away from this he looked so genuinely heartbroken it made me feel so horrifically sad.

so the partially unreciprocated love square is now. even worse. a love shape of no real design. with music, some random loser tiefling bard charlatan in the middle of it all. gods help them

#🍕 mikeys musings #only way it could get any worse is if someone else decided they Also had the hots for music. but the other 3 companions all seem-#perfectly fine being nothing more than friends w them so hopefully. HOPEFULLY. the shape wont get any worse

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avionvadion · 8 months

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Kai'mana has finally gotten some decent camp clothes! The drow clothing looks super good on her with her scales, honestly. Astarion got the armor, Kai'mana got the clothing, lol.

Mostly just screenshots of my Dark Urge Kai'mana being pretty, but there are ASTARION ROMANCE SPOILERS below.

This is my second playthrough (because I lack self-restraint) so there are mentions of things that are revealed in Act Two.

ASTARION, PLEASE. XD

BABY. FEATHER BABY.

PROTECC

SHE GETS TO CARRY HIM!???? I LOVE IT.

I guess Dragonborn do count as the "buff" body type...

I can't actually believe they had the Dragonborn smooch. With their snouts, I figured Dragonborn would kinda... nuzzle or bump noses??? Something really affectionate and cute. Anyways, that's my headcanon. Astarion can place kisses to her snout, but she'd nuzzle his hair or something.

I do wish there was a way to trigger the romance without having to sleep with him, though. Especially since he later clearly expresses in Act Two that he's sex-repulsed/demisexual.

It's so interesting romancing Astarion from the beginning again, because you can tell when he's being genuine and putting on an act. And it's so sad. I want to give him all the hugs.

SHE'S. SO. FREAKING. PRETTY. LOOK AT HER SCALES. GORGEOUS. I LOVE HER SO MUCH. AHHHHHHHHHHH. HAVE YOU SEEN A PRETTIER DRAGONBORN DRUID???

Just... another screenshot of Kai'mana being ridiculously gorgeous, don't mind me. Also, I like that Volo was nice enough to replace her eye with a matching pink one- even though it's not necessarily identical, since the sclera of the fake one is white whereas the iris of her real eye takes up the whole space.

Gods, you're really pretty too. Even though I know the truth. T_T

NEW ARMOR. DYED.

She looks so badass. :3

I thoroughly enjoy how different her scales look in the different lightings. Sometimes they're the usual, sometimes they look purple with blue accents, sometimes they're black with blue accents- it's so fun. Really adds to the mystique, me thinks, and the charm.

I love this silly man so much.

Imagining Kai'mana and Astra (my Tav) in the same playthrough is so fun. But also I feel like if they both existed Kai'mana would actually be paired with Gale, since I love Astra with Astarion too much. That said, Kai'mana would still have that little thing with Shadowheart in the beginning because of how much they just click and get along, before realizing they're better off as besties.

Astra is the brains, Kai'mana is the brawn- Astra knows better than to have people poking her eyeballs, Kai'mana is like, "Y'know what? Couldn't hurt to try" and can now see invisible, lol.

And Astra would make sure BARD BESTIE IS SAFE.

Anyways, this is Astra for those who don't know. :3

Yes, I'm obsessed with the color blue. T_T

Her full name is Astra Tav'aria Duskraalis! Tav'aria is the pseudonym she uses for her works, as she is a Sorcerer Bard, while Duskraalis is her Drow surname. Her mother was a Wood Elf, while her father was Seldarine Drow.

#bg3 #bg3 astarion #bg3 dark urge #bg3 oc #bg3 spoilers #baldur's gate 3 #baldur's gate 3 spoilers #dark urge

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rosenfey · 2 months

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hi again !! i come bearing some infodumping about my tavs, if that’s okay !!

so, the thing is that i haven’t actually played the game, i don’t have the money or the right computer / console for it 😭 but i’ve still put a lot of love and work into making these characters and i can’t wait until i finally have access to the game and can play them out. anyway, i still want to introduce you to my babies and i hope you like them <3

my first one is raven waters ( they / them ), who’s a wyll ship. they’re a human bard, college of lore subclass, with an urchin past. they grew up on the streets of baldur’s gate after being orphaned at a young age and became a decently well-known entertainer when they got older, performing at festivals and every tavern and inn in the area. they’re very cunning, sarcastic, and good at reading people, and very unhappy about being snatched off the street only to have a worm stuck in their brain. they also tend to care about people sort of in the way Astarion does — reluctantly and with no small amount of complaining but very deeply — and even though they don’t think much of wyll at first because they don’t trust nobility or anyone wealthy, it doesn’t take long for them to become endeared by him. they also become absolute besties with astarion because they literally laugh in his face when he tries to seduce them and once he gets over that they have fun judging people together. ( there is also definitely an au somewhere in my brain where raven is dating both wyll and astarion, but they’re officially a wyll ship. )

next is amalal quavein ( he / they ), who’s an astarion ship. seldarine drow and cleric of the light domain for the goddess eilistrae with both a joint folk hero and sage past ( he’s a huge bookworm when they can get his hands on some ), and has been travelling around faerun since they were just young, trying to find allies to assist in the seldarine drows’ fight against lolth and helping everyone he can along the way, before they get snatched up and taken to the nautiloid ship. he’s a total sweetheart who loves caring for people and fighting against tyrants and darker forces, but they’re also a bit socially stunted from being alone on the road for a lot of his life, which can lead people to think he’s naïve even when they aren’t. astarion definitely thinks this at first, and thinks seducing amalal will be easy, but really he’s just one of those people who always chooses kindness and doing the right thing because they want to make the world a better place and that’s the best way he knows how to do it. ( they’re also asexual, which is very funny given astarion’s whole seduction thing because not only is amalal unfamiliar with seduction as a concept but he genuinely does not feel sexual things, so they’re painfully oblivious to astarion’s attempts the whole time. )

third is nifara reedwood ( she / her ), my gale ship. she’s a strongheart halfling ranger, of the hunter subclass, with an outlander past who was raised in the wilderness and therefore has a very strong connection with nature. she travels all around faerun hunting and tracking creatures from other realms, making it her personal mission to keep any kinds of invaders from attacking her realm and harming its nature. she also has a very strong bond with animals and is resistant to poison due to all the she’s spent in faerun’s swamps. a complete and total badass, my girl, but she’s also kind of socially stunted due to all the time she’s spent alone on the road with only animals and the creatures she hunts. she’s brutally honest and has a quick temper, but also one that’s quick to calm back down if there’s no need for an actual fight, and although she’s slow to trust people would gladly kill and die for those she cares about and absolutely will not let them talk bad about themselves. ( she also very nearly smacks gale for not believing he’s worth more than his magic and service to mystra and calls him an idiot for it more than once, and then somehow that wanting him to think more of himself turns to catching feelings and she’s just like, “ ah, shit ”. it’s fine, though, because gale comes to love her too. )

after her is nisa mournspire ( they / she ), who’s a halsin ship and a mephistopheles tiefling paladin of the oath of devotion subclass, with a folk hero background. adopted when they were a baby by a human couple, but never felt truly loved by them since she wasn’t their blood child, even if they’d given her their last name. devoted themself to prayer to the god ilmater from an early age as a way to feel some kind of belonging and purpose, and took her oath and set out from their village to travel around and help people when she was only twenty years old. nisa gained a bit of a reputation around all of faerun for their heroics, and eventually came to be known as the horned warrior. taken from baldur’s gate by the mindflayer’s goons when she stopped in for the night, and doesn’t hesitate to recruit karlach and lae’zel when they’re all on the beach, seeing defeating the mindflayer and removing the parasites as yet another mission they’re committing to. nisa’s very warm and compassionate, able to make friends almost everywhere she goes, and fears almost nothing if it means helping others. a bit of a hopeless romantic who wants to find true love, but also isn’t against brief flings. does sleep with astarion once or twice ( but they’re incredibly good about it and makes sure he feels good too, because she can tell he’s not used to that ), but definitely takes a liking to halsin very quickly after meeting him and spends a good amount of time staring at his biceps ( which annoys lae’zel incredibly because that should not be the focus right now ).

aaaand finally we have ellora keyvaris ( she / her ), my karlach ship! she’s a high half-elf wizard of the conjuration school subclass with a noble background. she grew up in a wealthy family that was very devoted to maintaining appearances and always trotted her out to social events, but she was much more interested in magic and the study of it, more than happy to spend her time in her home’s library or at the local magical college learning conjuring spells from the professors she’d paid for private lessons. when she learned her family was planning to betroth her to an elf nobleman, she ran away to baldur’s gate, where she intended to live a quiet life and continue studying magic before she was kidnapped and infected with the parasite. ellora is a very quiet and bookish person, but that doesn’t mean she’s timid; she has a sharp tongue and isn’t afraid to stand up for herself or others and say what she thinks. she struggles to connect to her companions at first, with the exception of wyll since they were both raised among nobility, but she eventually makes genuine friends out of all of them, which means a lot to her because she’s never really had friends before. ( she’s also a hopeless lesbian who falls in love at first sight with Karlach and thus is very sad when she can’t touch her, because she very much wants this large muscled lady to be able to pick her up. )

i also have some picrews for all of them !! in order here’s raven, amalal, nifara, nisa, and ellora <3 amalal and nisa aren’t exactly how i imagine them, but they’re all mostly okay — and aren’t they beautiful <3

anyways, i am honestly sorry about coming into your inbox with all of this 😅 you can feel free to infodump right back to me about your babies if you want !! i just kind of wanted to tell you about my beloveds since you accepted my offer of friendship and offered some very nice tea in a cute pot <3 hope you’re doing well !! <3 <3

🫖🌷🎀 aaa oh my god look at them do they know i love them??? 🩷😭 please don't apologise i always love it when people go to my inbox with oc infodumps!!! i love to see it! thank you again for trusting me with your babies its an honour to meet them!

🎵 wyllromance with a bard is so so so good though??? hes literally a knight in shining armor in here for that high-court romance im living through this. and i love how raven warms up to him so much hes such a ray of sunshine that makes so much sense!! love love love snarky bards here. ✨ okay but does amalal know i love him. does he know. hes so dreamy?? im sorry but good-hearted light domain cleric in service to eilistrae? ace rep???? im obsessed with him and support everything he does ever 🌿 nifara!!! i love nature-aligned characters so so so much!!! being more friends with plants and animals than people??? heck yes (shes me). she and faerene would be good friends i think!! bonding over nature and plants and faerene will make her some sweet tea! there are mushrooms in it. also its a faerie tea so might be careful actually who knows. ☀️ nisa worshipping ilmater sends me so so much??? i love characters with those devotion vibes and the feeling of sacred duty going for them that stuff is so so so hot and shes so real for staring at halsins biceps lbr. 🔮 i love ellora so much???? this is a wizard loving household so naturally i am contractually obliged to love her + her being a bookworm is so so valid of her because i too want to be a reclusive wizard with a vast library of books. go get it girl!!!! she deserves to be lifted up by karlach so much

teehee this is getting a bit long!! but id love to talk more in dms or such!! 🩷 and thank you kindly for your offer to infodump about my girlies, think i will make a separate post for that and tag you if thats alright 🥰

#ask #faerieroyal #in this house we love ocs!!!#thank you sm again this made me smile <33

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thepalelfe · 7 months

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while i’m here i just wanna talk about the ins and outs of intimacy with astarion let’s get into it besties

there’s a lot of stuff that is presumed about astarion in the fandom and i’m here to either confirm or deny some in my own iteration of him k

astarion is a switch in most contexts, he’s quick to fall into whatever his partner is comfortable with, but if you were to ask him his preference i don’t think he’d have one. there’s aspects of submissive things he likes and dominant things he likes. he’s just there to make his partner feel good whatever the context, which i feel is fair to say he doesn’t originally put a lot of focus on himself during sex so that’s a hurdle his relationships would most likely have to address. it stems from his feelings toward sex as a whole over the years, but he’s more than happy to grow beyond this as time progresses and most likely in any writing where i’m having him in sexual encounters, this will be the default unless we plot about it.

i may make all of my muses certified munch’s but what can i say i’m a people pleaser, and astarion is a champ at it 💅 i think it’s one of his favorite things to do/just giving head in general AND he looks good doing it.

he’s a sensual guy, never again will sex with him be transactional/clinical. he loves to be close with his partners physically, always touching unless it’s a pre determined “kink” scenario where it’s for fun or whatever. what i’m saying here is his partners are getting suffocated with physicality the entire time, they’re not gonna be able to think of much else.

i think he’s an overstim king ok? okay. if his partner is not a blubbering, pleading mess he’s like let me remedy that.

but he does enjoy simple vanilla sex too. doesn’t mean he’s not like ��darling we can make love and be in other positions beyond missionary’ JWKKWKEKE, but he’s happy to just be for the lack of a better word.

sleepy morning sex is a yes!! it would have to be discussed prior but he’s open to the idea of the whole being woken up with a little good morning hello, but so long as he feels safe and assured he’s happy to participate / be the initiate.

loves things a little more aggressive too if occasion arises. hair pulling, scratching, biting ofc, he’s all for it. it’s again another case of feeling safe and secure in his relationships but.

i just think he knows lots of fancy knots too. he enjoys a little bondage fun - but not usually with him being the one being tied up, but rather him doing so. being tied up would take a lot of earned trust.

i’m a glutton for aphrodisiac plots i’m just saying. fuck or die? tell me more… NSNSMSM

he will kiss ur muse absolutely STUPID. he doesn’t technically need to breathe so he can just. suck the air out of their lungs good luck. if they’re incomprehensible he’s happy :)

if they can make HIM incomprehensible he’s a mess. he’s a bit of a challenge when taking the submissive role, and he will most likely bite back in most circumstances

blood play? 🫦 if everyone’s agreeable i mean come on he’s a vampire we know the rules. zNsnjssnsks

probably add more to this as a think about it

#usfw #enjoy

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danse--macabre · 6 months

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astarion/tirazel - fail vampire/cringe necromancer, the least believable manipulative seducer/a black widow seductee that's tired of defanging and disposing of her lovers, traumatised power-hungry damned souls in love, 'will they or won't they (destroy each other)?', the 50k incomplete fic I will never write (i love tirazel, but the world does not need my take on f!tav/astarion) but the 50k worth dotted tumblr posts I will write.

gale/tirazel - wizard4wizard silliness, outcompeting each other, outdazzling each other, outseducing each other, ridiculous use of magic in the bedroom, gale meets the meanest people pleaser who wants to both collar him and to give him everything and all of herself up, until they both realise that they don't have to win, until they both realise they don't have to consume themselves utterly, they're both enough, as they are, they don't need to work themselves any further and any harder, and the fun dynamic softens into the gentlest thing. you don't need godhood gale. let it go. let it all go.

karlach/tirazel - the lust for life! the lust for each other! and how wonderful and random it is - they wouldn't have ever met otherwise, and maybe on paper they look like a mismatch, but it's actually simple - karlach makes tirazel smile and laugh and feel lighter, just through being, and tirazel wants to make karlach light up with joy in the same way. they have so little time and they're going to spend it, joyously, in love with every smell and every taste and every inch of each other, in love with the flowers and the winds and the salt on the air, and in the end? we'll forget about it. it will Hurt, as ends always have, for karlach and tirazel.

lae'zel/tirazel - lingering eyes across the battlefield. battles for domination in the bedroom (they both enjoy fighting about who will top). tirazel teaches lae'zel to play chess and it results in some of the most sexually charged tactical war games seen on faerun. tirazel helps her pick up the pieces after her world is shattered, holds them gently, reminds her she's still alive, and isn't that beautiful? isn't it so beautiful here? if lae'zel doesn't believe it, tirazel will show it - show her the best of baldur's gate that exists for her, show her what beautiful means. and lae'zel, she'll never let go.

shadowheart/tirazel - bitchy goth gossip besties who share wine and secrets who slowly and gently become each other's confidante, each other's closest. these two really show concern for each other's wellbeing, they look after each other, in a way i don't think other companions do quite as much. tender. backrubs and coy touches and a surprising amount of leather. a very earnest love.

wyll/tirazel - rich ballroom kids with father issues somehow end up dancing even though the parquet floors are long gone, values clash, bitter arguments about sacrifice and loss and what the cost of a soul is, as well, as something soft simmers alongside, because maybe they'll get a fairyale ending this time, even though there's a devil watching them as they dance, maybe there's a dream worth holding onto there

#tirazel #tav

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