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simping-overload · 1 month

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ᴀ ᴛɪᴇꜰʟɪɴɢꜱ ᴛᴀɪʟ - ᴄʟᴏᴛʜꜱ ᴀɴᴅ ᴛᴀɪʟ (ᴀꜱᴛᴀʀɪᴏɴ)

a/n: a tieflings tail is a 10+ chapter series involving bg3 men and a variety of scenarios with tiefling tavs tail

tags: gn tav, tailor astarion, fluff, 531 words

synopsis: Astarion makes you a sleeve for your tail to keep it warm during the winter months.

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Over the course of your adventures with your ever-growing group, Astarion appointed himself as the tailor. Stitching together any holes and tears, he’d find in someone’s clothing.

According to him, he refuses to allow himself to be seen with people who look like disgusting hobos.

He’s mainly self-taught, but after Halsin joined the party, he’s learning from him as well. Halsin himself was taught by his mother and, along the way, picked up more unconventional tricks when he looked after the children of the Emerald Grove.

You are his test dummy to try his newly found tricks on. Though, not only because you’re his lover, but because you’re usually the one who ends up with the most tears and holes in your clothes.

Just as you were now, standing in Astarions’ tent as he patches up your clothing. Some are from old tears, and others are from completely new ones in different places.

Astarion, per usual, grumbles out his disappointments. “By the gods’ love, can you ever just not rip your clothes to shreds anytime you leave camp?”

You suppress your shrug, wanting to avoid getting jabbed with a needle again. “Sorry, Star, we both know that isn’t possible.”

Astarion scoffs, rolling his eyes as he completes the last stitch. Stepping back, he tugs on the fabric, making sure his stitches are secure, and hopefully won’t be teared for at least another few weeks.

It doesn’t seem he’s done as when he stepped away to rummage through his belongings. You stay in your spot, tail curling in curiosity. He turns back around with a long piece of cloth in his hand.

“What’s that?”

“I’m not sure what to name it but, it’s for your tail. Since winter is nearing, I wanted to make you something for your tail. Just to keep you warm.”

You don’t have the heart to tell him that you don’t need one. Since you're a Tiefling, your body heat was more than enough to keep you warm during the winter months.

“Thank you, Star.”

He hummed in response, pulling the long sleeve up your tail and fastens so it won’t fall off. He left a small hole in the end for the tip of your tail to poke out, since you’ve told him before you don’t like that part of your tail being surrounded by anything since it’s the most sensitive there.

You looked at yourself in the mirror. It didn’t look bad at all. The color compliments your skin tone. Twirling and moving your tail around, you get a feel for it. It’s quite comfortable against your skin and were you more susceptible to the cold, you’d for sure be able to keep warm with this.

You hop down from the stool, turning to Astarion. “I like this a lot, love and rest assured I will keep it intact.”

Astarion snorts, grabbing your hand and pulls you to him. “You better, or I’ll make sure you wake up bloodless the next morning, hm?” He teases.

You fake an offended gasp. “You wouldn’t dare.” Leaning down, you press your forehead against his.

“Oh, love, but I would.” He giggles and places a soft kiss on your lips.

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radical-ghostface · 22 days

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My boyfriend after watching me start playthrough #7462 of BG3:

"Why don't you just play a porn game? That's basically what you're doing, making sexy characters to flirt with the sexy vampire elf man."

I mean yeah , but damn. You didn't have to call me out that hard 💀

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mooshywrites · 3 months

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ahhhh i loved the falling in to their lap fic!! Something in same lane but different, a not shy gn s/o falling into the lap of someone else in the camp and they get jealous cue complicated feelings. Maybe for Astarion, Gale, Zevlor, Dammon, and any other characters you like?

Love your work either way 💕

A/N - hellllllls yes 💕

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Jealousy ~

Astarion -

~ It wasn’t on purpose at all, you just happened to land right in Wyll’s lap. Who could blame you for laughing so hard you couldn’t breath and losing your balance in the process?

~ You could practically feel the Vampire’s eyes boring holes into the back of your head as soon as it happened

~ He’d try to play it cool throughout the rest of the evening, making a few more snide comments to Wyll than normal

~ He doesn’t quite know what to think about the feelings he’s having. He’s usually the one being chased after all

~ You catch him sulking at his tent, trying to hide how out of sorts the whole thing has made him

~ Asking him about it only has him brushing it off with a sarcastic “Why would anything be the matter, darling?”

~ Two could play at that game, you just snap back that you’d spend time with Wyll instead

~ In only a split second, his arms would be pinning you to him. His red eyes pierce into your startled gaze

~ His lips are a breath away as he speaks in a voice only you can hear

~ “The only one that will have your attention tonight, pet, is me”

Gale -

~ When you stumbled into Halsin’s arms, you didn’t think much of it. It happened so fast

~ Gale, who was close by, simply made a joke about your clumsiness.

~ You, however, could see the subtle change in his demeanor. His jaw clenched a little tighter, his hands fidgeting a little more, his gaze focused more on your every word

~ For the next few hours, he barely left your side, trying his best to make you laugh, to make you pay attention to him

~ You knew what this was, knew what he was trying to do. The attention was both adorable and more than a little flattering

~ It wasn’t until you planted a soft kiss on his nose that he finally smiled again, even breathing a sigh of relief

~ “I thought I was going to have to tell Tara that you didn’t love me. She would have been none too pleased”

Zevlor -

~ Zevlor tried to brush off the green eyed envy he felt, seeing you casually draped across Shadowhearts lap

~ He tried to convince himself he was too old to be feeling this way, to be annoyed that you were sitting like that with who he hoped was just a friend

~ He couldn’t sit still, leg bouncing and tail swishing around furiously

~ He’d even try clearing his throat, but obviously you were not getting the memo

~ With a snort, he’d stand up and make his way to you. Your innocent gaze snapping up to him did nothing to stop him from scooping you up, stealing you away with a huff

~ All you could do was giggle and tease him for carrying you off like some sort of caveman

~ “Perhaps I need to remind you who it is you belong to”

Dammon -

~ Dammon would be a nervous mess when he walked in to you sitting on Astarion’s lap

~ A flurry of thoughts would fill his brain. What were you doing with him? Surely it was platonic, right? What even led to this?

~ It wasn’t until Astarion caught his attention and rolled his eyes that he saw…

~ Astarion fanned your face furiously, your skin pale and eyes closed. Apparently the heat of the day had gotten to you, rendering you completely faint

~ Even at the realization, Dammon couldn’t help but pluck you out of Astarion’s arms, ignoring the sarcastic quip from the pale elf

~ His tail wraps possessively around your ankle as he brings you to the shade, continuing to fan you

~ He sighs a breath of relief as you come back to, smiling brightly at your confused expression

~ “I’m glad you’re awake! I had to rescue you from a monster”

Kar’niss -

~ Kar’niss didn’t know how to explain most of the feelings he had toward you, but seeing you trip and land on Gale? He knew the name of this one well - red hot jealousy

~ It was all he could do to bite his tongue and not snarl aloud. He was trying his best to act more civilized for you, he couldn’t exactly fall back now, right?

~ Instead, he wordlessly clicked towards the two of you, looming menacingly

~ It took a few minutes of coaxing from you to relax him, finally managing to call your guard dog off the poor wizard

~ He became your shadow the rest of the evening, trailing after you like a lost puppy

~ As the moon rose high in the sky, his eyes grew more and more vulnerable

~ He finally took your hands in his own, his voice almost shy

~ “Promise you won’t leave Kar’niss for someone like him”

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spacebarbarianweird · 5 months

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My Tav is a tiefling, but I rarely see any tiefling!Tav headcanons or fics 😔 would you have any thoughts about what Astarion would think about the whole tail & horns sitch? 🤭 Also, do you think tieflings wag their tails like some animals do when they're excited??

Hi! Sorry for not responding to your last request; I just had no idea what to do with that prompt. I hope this one will compensate!

Thanks, @astariongf, for your insights on Tieflings!

Astarion x Tiefling!Tav Headcanons

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You and Astarion have a lot in common – people perceive both of you as fiends, making them cautious around you.

Your fangs are even sharper than Astarion's, leading to playful biting sessions where he affectionately calls you his "little devil."

Astarion admits that your spicy blood, though burning his throat, is something he rather enjoys.

He can't taste things; even the finest wine tastes like vinegar, and food resembles paper.

But your spicy blood is an exception, offering him a taste that makes him feel alive.

To attract Astarion's attention, you often wrap your tail around his leg like a rope.

You do the same when you are afraid.

Astarion can easily decipher your emotions by simply sensing your grip.

When danger looms, or Astarion is about to do something reckless, your tail catches his ankle, compelling him to stop.

When happy or aroused, you wag your tail like a dog.

It betrays your true feelings; even if you're angry or giving Astarion the silent treatment, it moves uncontrollably when he smiles or speaks sweetly.

Horns are equally fascinating.

Astarion pays special attention to the sensitive skin where bone meets flesh when massaging your horns, another unique feature.

He jokingly crafts "horn-socks" for you.

"Are you aware that horns don't get cold?"

He isn't,

But you find the "horn socks" cute and cozy, leading you to wear them throughout the winter.

The following winter, he crochets an extra-long sleeve for your tail, which you absolutely love wearing. Along with useless "horn-socks".

Despite initial hesitations due to the language's association with pain, you teach Astarion Infernal language.

It's your mother tongue, after all.

And he feels it's ok to torture you with Sylvan Elven. You have a right to make him speak Infernal.

When seeking attention, you softly bump him with your horns.

Your almost claw-like, sharp, and deadly nails are adored by Astarion.

Tieflings, especially those born into human families, face hate and fear, often hearing curses and insults.

Astarion takes a stand against offenders, pulling out his dagger, forcing apologies, and making them kneel before you.

You were embarrassed by a scared man kneeling before you the first time it happened.

However, you can't deny that you like seeing people who hate Tieflings forced to apologize and beg for mercy.

Damn I rather like writing Astarion with custom race \ class Tav. I will be happy to write headcanons with other character options.

My inbox is open for requests so you can ask for specific headcanons, especially, if you feel like your Tav is ignored by the fandom.

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writeshite · 6 months

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Astarion doesn't bother to remember many things before his ascension; never bothered to keep in touch with anyone from before then either. He walks the long halls of his home and sits atop a throne, revered and worshipped akin to a god, with the memories of the tiefling who stole his undead heart so long ago. The same tiefling he'd driven away when the ascension had begun to twist his mind.

"Not that I don't love you, darling, but why do you insist on giving me flowers?" Astarion remembers asking, face flustered as you tilted your head at his question.

"Just because," you'd shrugged, taking another flower and placing it in Astarion's hair. The journey to Baldur's Gate was long, and the whole group had decided to take the roundabout path for some extra time to relax, well as much time you could all set aside to relax.

The last handful of flowers you'd given Astarion were still displayed on his bedside dresser, as fresh and vibrant as the day you'd picked them for him all those decades ago. "They won't wither as long as I live, a symbol of my love for you." Astarion had scoffed at your words and called you cheesy, all the while hiding his blushing face behind his hands. He hasn't seen your smile in decades? He can't remember, he doesn't know if he wants to.

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gatorbites-imagines · 8 months

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Astarion Ancunín x Bard Tiefling Male reader

Headcanons

I’ve been playing Baldurs Gate 3 little by little, and I’ve fallen for this vamps’ charms. I blame Twilight. Reader is a Tiefling Bard cuz that’s what my player character is. I also have only played DnD like twice, so I know nothing about races or canon. If you guys have any cool dnd facts, let me know, id love to hear them.

Heres just some light and overall headcanons, there’s no specific theme.

In the beginning like any relationship started with Astarion, it wouldn’t be romantic from his part in the start. You, being a bard, have met and experienced a lot of people, so you can read between the lines in his actions though.

You aren’t cruel when it comes to helping others, not one to fit the stereotype some people seem to have for Tieflings and bards. You are just perspective, and you’ll need a reason to do something, having been burned so many times in the past by trying to be good.

Early on, before you knew he was a vampire, the two of you could regularly be found sitting a bit away from the fire at night as the others slept. You would play your instrument at a low volume, as the sound helped your allies sleep, and Astarion would stay nearby since you guys were allies.

Overtime it would develop into something more, you two would flirt, and feelings would actually bloom. It even reaches a point where you might start writing poems or songs about Astarion and your feelings for him, though you’d never show them to anyone, especially not Astarion, his ego is already big enough.

Astarion would struggle with the feelings he is developing for you, as we all know he would. In the beginning he would deny it, and try to convince himself that it was just something going hand in hand with lust, or something about being free and in the sun.

As the story goes on though, we all know that Astarion becomes softer and finally accepts his feelings for you. The two of you being shunned in ways from society, him being a vampire, and you being a Tiefling, probably helps build some solidarity too.

After you guys officially get together, hed start making jokes about you writing ballads about him and his excellence, and you’d joke there’s no need for that. In the end he would figure out the songs you wrote about him before you guys even got together, and of course he preens like a peacock.

I don’t know if Tiefling blood tastes different or has different properties, but to Astarion, the first time you let him feed on you, he would never be able to feed on anyone else. You are perfect to him, from the top of your horns to the tip of your tail.

When you guys cuddle your tail curls around him, and it even seems to do it without you realizing during the day. It becomes a joke amongst your friends, much to your embarrassment.

You being a Bard and Tiefling also means higher charisma, you two are probably lethal when it comes to persuasion or anything involving your charms and lies, especially when you work together.

I don’t know if Astarion plays any instruments, since he wouldn’t have been able to do so for all the years, he’s been under Cazador, or I assume so. But even if he did, I could imagine him asking you to teach him how to play your instrument.

You being a Tiefling also means you are warmer to the touch, and Astarion being a vampire means he doesn’t have any body heat. So, he’s like a big lizard or cat when you guys’ cuddle, just curling up in your arms or melting against your chest.

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pani-artz · 3 months

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Dance upon the stars tonight

Smile and pain will fade away

Words of mine will turn to ash

When you call the last light down

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justcallmefox89 · 3 months

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Eavesdropping

X'aa'nath starts to come out of his shell and Gale gets jealous.

“Whatcha starin’ at?”

“Ack!” Startled by Karlach’s voice so close to his ear Gale flails about, nearly falling face first into the campfire.

“Easy there!” Karlach catches the back of his tunic and easily hauls him back into a sitting position. “Didn’t mean to scare you.”

“It’s fine,” Gale mutters, waving off her apology. “I was distracted.”

“By what?” Karlach follows his line of sight, quickly answering her own question. “Oh! Are you spying on Soldier and Astarion? I want to spy too!”

“Shh!” Gale looks around frantically, making sure no one have overheard. “And I am not spying. I am… satiating my appetite for information.”

“Uh-huh.” The tiefling grins at him, unconvinced. “Curious about Astarion and X’aa’nath’s nightly little gossip sessions?”

Several days ago the group discovered that X’aa’nath is fluent in Elvish. Ever since this revelation he and Astarion have become even closer, sharing secret conversations and giggling at each other’s private jokes and comments.

On one hand, Gale is thrilled that the two most stand-offish members of their party have found a someone to trust and confide in. On the other, less charitable hand, he’s more than slightly aggrieved that X’aa’nath chose Astarion over him. Since the confrontation with Wyll nearly two weeks ago the sorcerer has been even more closed off, keeping close to Lae’zel and Astarion and trying his best to avoid Gale all together.

Gale shrugs in response to Karlach’s question, attempting to appear nonchalant. “Aren’t you?”

“Not as much as you,” she replies, smirking. “But if you really want to know… Hey, Shadowheart!”

The wizard glares at her as she excitedly waves the cleric over.

“Something the matter?” Shadowheart asks, settling down on the ground next to them.

“We’re spying on Astarion and X’aa’nath and we need your help.”

“We are not spying!” Gale insists. “We’re just… curious.”

The cleric gives him the same unimpressed look Karlach had earlier. “And why are you so curious, Gale?”

He flushes under the women’s inquiring gazes, toying with the earring in his left ear as he considers how to respond. His interest in the gith sorcerer has crossed over from purely academic to something entirely more… intimate. How many nights has he lain awake, alone in his tent, fantasizing about taking X’aa’nath in his arms and… Gale shakes away the thought, shifting and adjusting himself to make sure his growing desire isn’t obvious to the two sitting next to him.

“Never mind,” Shadowheart says, smirking at him knowingly. “I think I understand now.”

“So what are they saying?” Karlach urges impatiently, batting her eyelashes at Shadowheart.

“Hush, you,” the half-elf replies, fighting back a smile and blushing prettily.

Perhaps I’m not the only one harboring illicit feelings for a fellow party member.

Astarion’s throaty laughter draws Gale out of his thoughts, and he looks up to see the vampire smiling and shaking his head at something X’aa’nath has said, gently poking the younger man with a hairbrush before returning his attention to the gith’s waist-length hair. X’aa’nath smiles shyly, obviously pleased by Astarion’s reaction, and closes his eyes in pleasure as the rogue works the brush through his hair.

“By Ahghairon’s lost nose, now they’re brushing each other’s hair?” Gale groans in irritation, a flash of jealousy overtaking him.

“Come on, Shadowheart, put the man out of his misery,” Karlach says, glancing at him sympathetically. “What are they talking about?”

Shadowheart motions for them to be quiet, tilting her head to the side and straining to hear over the noises of the camp. She wrinkles her nose in concentration, frowning a bit as she catches a stray word or two. She eventually gives up, shrugging slightly.

“So?” Gale prods her, trying to rein in his impatience.

“They’re just talking about Rolan.”

“Rolan? The apprentice wizard, Rolan?” Karlach asks, grimacing as if she’s bitten into something sour.

Gale frowns in solidarity. His fellow wizard has a rather prickly personality, and hadn’t really endeared himself to the members of their group with his foul attitude.

“What are they saying about him?”

“Astarion is just teasing him. Apparently X’aa’nath spoke to Rolan alone today. And not to threaten him.”

The trio share a look. For X’aa’nath to voluntarily seek out an outsider for conversation is unheard of.

But why wouldn’t he? Rolan is young, obviously talented- judging by his apprenticeship with Lorroakan, and attractive.

Something sour churns in Gale’s stomach, and his earlier jealousy returns, flaring stronger than before. He stands, forcing a smile. “I think it’s time I turn in for the evening. Thank you Shadowheart, for indulging us in this little endeavor.

Karlach sighs, watching Gale’s retreating figure as he slips inside his tent. “Damn,” she murmurs sadly.

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eveaii · 6 months

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Full drawing in patreon, link in bio

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artsyanapink · 4 months

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RAPHAEL X TIEFLING TAV

So again, don't think it is dubcon because Tav wants it but she is too ashamed to admit it. 😩

I NEED THIS DEVIL 🫠

You had finally set foot in Baldur's Gate, after all these weeks of fighting the cult of the Absolute and searching a cure for the tadpole in your head, your group was still at the starting point.

For now, you were visiting the city again. It changed a lot since the last time you were there, before been abducted on the nautiloid. You passed merchants, citizens and animals until a building catch your eyes. "Sharess's Caress?"

Something seemed to strangely pull you towards it. Wyll seemed to sense it. "A brothel? I think we should find a place to rest instead for now."

Astarion laughed dryly next to him. "You should learn to relax from time to time for a bit of fun."

"You and I know both well that we have a different kind of fun, Astarion." The warlock respond uncomfortably.

Karlach didn't respond anything yet but you knew she didn't look too fond of the idea of entering. You turn to them, persuasive. "It can't be that bad, can't it?"

Oh, how wrong you were.

You were immediately welcome by the owner of the brothel the second you pass the door. She suggests you a selection of people to have a good time with but you weren't interested.

"Are there anyone else?" You asked curiously, feeling your compagnions eyes behind you.

There was a pregnant pause as she gazed upstairs, then turn to you with a grin. "It seems that the devil's den is not occupied anymore. You would have a great time with him." The woman eyes you up and down and you feel naked despite wearing your armor. "He is truly a charming fellow. I am sure you would have a great time."

You thank her, wondering who the owner was talking about. You had a little idea and that made you even more drawn to find out. You walk upstairs, searching for the room she mentionned and opening the door, you were met with the githyanki general leaving the room in angry steps, then the devil's eyes on you.

"For fuck sake...Are you kidding me?" You could hear the other tiefling grunt.

You feel trapped when his eyes met yours. He was in his human form, knuckles under his chin in false thought as a smirk graced his lips. "My, my, the little mouse finally crawls to the cat claws, time and luck ran out. Have you finally lost all solutions after all this time?"

Did you? You know you tried. Nettie, the hag, Halsin...All of them couldn't help and although your vampiric friend decided with happiness to use the tadpole powers (for selfish reasons, you didn't judge) you weren't and Raphael was right, you were lost, but that wasn't the first thought on why you entered the devil's den.

You frown and your tail sway, knowning he could easily read you like a book. You turn to your compagnions with sweaty hands. "I'll join you guys later. I need to talk to him in private."

They all seem to disapprove beside Astarion. You knew how he would go for a deal with a devil than returning back to Cazador. The others however, Wyll and Karlach, weren't on the same side. "Don't you fucking dare sell your sould to that cambion!

You try to calm the stronger woman. "Karlach..."

You hear a clap. "Now, let's talk about the deal." The smell of sulfur passes your nose. Raphael had changed in his cambion form. He cracks his head and rolls his shoulders back.

"I never agreed to make a deal." You frown and cross your arms. "And even if I was, I still don't know what you want in return."

He walked closer with a grin. "There was something." The devil pauses, flamed eyes looking at you. "but changes happened." His vague response only makes your brows crease deeper and he laughs at your expression. "Don't look at me like that, little mouse." He snaps his fingers, transporting your friends elsewhere, probably outside the room. "I already found another way to retrieve it." You still didn't know what he was talking about. "As for you," Raphael places two fingers under your chin. "I have grown found of you—in my own devilish ways. I want you to serve me."

What? "Serve you? Don't you have damned souls to do so already?"

The cambion let out a devious chuckle. "Let me rephrased it." His grip turns rougher, claws slightly scratching your skin and his voice threatening. "You will serve me." His face returns neutral.

You stay immobile with wide eyes, your body getting warmer. You couldn't believe you were liking this in the bottom of your mind. Raphael seems to sense it, a smug smile on his face.

You sigh. Your compagnions will hate you forever if they know about this but you would lie to yourself if you say you weren't drawn to the devil since the first meeting. "On one condition." Raphael's listening, so you continue. "You give me the hammer to free Orpheus and let me save Baldur's Gate." You loved the city and you didn't want weeks of efforts to go in vain.

"Such autority." Raphael let go of your chin with a sneer. "You have a deal." A contract appeared in front of you, the fire illuminating the room. You read the infernal lines carefully before signing and the paper disappeared.

After it did, the devil didn't waste time. He snakes a hand in your curved horns and tug. You whine, eyes directly at him with a glare but he only looks nonchalantly at you. "On your knees."

"You could've asked—" You let out a moan involontary as Raphael tugs again on it, your face closer to his now.

"And where is the fun in that, little mouse? The cat is hunting for what he chased." His smile faded a moment as he says his next words. "On your knees."

You kneel while never breaking eyes contact with the devil. Raphael's glowing eyes looks down at you and a part feel natural, to be below him. A unholy dream that was coming true. One you never told anyone. To be at the devil's mercy was intoxicating. His hand caresses your hair, then your face and he hums. "Mortals are normally so boring but you? You are certainly not, little mouse." He snaps his fingers and you feel cold. The bastard undressed you.

"Seriously?" You watch him, embarrassed.

He tut when you try to hide your parts. "Do not hide yourself." You see him drink you up and down. "Seeing you like this is far more refreshing than with that poor excuse of an armor." Raphael swat his hand like he was talking of junk. The devil works his magic, his naked form now in front of your own kneeled one. Your body goes rigid as his cock appears in eyes level. You gaze at him.

Hells. How were you suppose to put it in your mouth? Astarion was big but it wasn't the same. Raphael's member was of a devil, red with veins and bumps. You're confused when he walks away to sit on the end of the bed. His legs are opened and he curls his fingers towards him. "Come."

You get up but stop in your tracks. "Oh no, pet. On all four." You blush, flames pooling inside your lower regions and you crawl to Raphael's lap, between his legs. This was so humiliating, but so worth it.

You palm his erection and stroke it gently, then start to lick the tip while looking at Raphael. His eyes full of flames watch your ministrations with silence, a few groans there and there but he doesn't seems to be the vocal type. You wrap your mouth around his cock, chocking as it touches the back of your throat but hum, closing your eyes.

"Good....You know what you are doing after all." Raphael lets out a relieved sigh mixes with controlled pleasure. "Is it the vampire spawn? Or perharp another of your compagnion? Not that it matters. You are mine."

You don't respond, bobbing your head as you suck and roll your tongue around his shaft. The devil grabs the back of your horns and move you to his own pace, your nose touching the hair. Raphael chuckles, trapping you in your position. He groans as cum slides down your throat. Even finished, he doesn't let go of you. His eyes glares at your form when he sees you are not drinking his cum. "Shallow." Tears appears in the corners of your eyes with the lack of air and you drink every drop, gasping to breathe when Raphael lets go of you, smirking.

Your body is trembling in arousal when the cambion orders you to lay on four on the bed. You look over your shoulder, your tail flicking back and forth. He walks closer to your form and grips your ass cheeks. You let out a whimper when his lips are close to your face, his voice lowering above a whisper. "What a naughty little mouse. To think you would do such a thing when your compagnions are outside." Raphael didn't feel sorry, that was for sure. "With a devil no less." There was a smack, your body moving forward with a cry.

"Are you enjoying yourself?"

You nod, but he only smacks your ass harder with a glare. "Y-Yes, Raphael."

"Good girl." The devil spreads the skin, your pussy in view. "My, my."

You face the sheets, flustered and embarrassed. Gasps leave your lips however when you feel Raphael rubs your folds. You were already soaked and he barely touched you yet.

He hums, entering two inside. This earned a whimper from your part. "Too much already? How disappointing." Another finger came in, not bothering to know if you were truly enjoying yourself or you just couldn't take more.

"Can you—ah!" You stop mid-sentence as the devil pumps three fingers roughly. He relishes in your moans, looking at your helpless form under him, your clawed fingers grabbing the sheet while trying to not let sounds out. This made Raphael frowns. He wanted to hear you scream, beg, cry, anything but dead silence so the devil's fingers go their way deeper.

"Raphael!" You couldn't hold your voice, moaning his name for your friends to hear.

Your skin was shining with sweat, tail down in submission. The devil continues his assault on your plump walls, biting your ear. "Louder."

You scream his name louder, and even louder when he enters you with his cock. Your pants fill the devil's den and you didn't care anymore if your compagnions could hear you. You want to satisfy your craving for this immortal being. Raphael lifts your bottom higher, going deeper in your pussy. "Such a tight little mouse, mine to toy with now." His shaft rumbs each corner of your walls, making you see stars.

You were begging for release for what seems like hours when he came on your butt, slapping it soon after. You were exausted, head dizzy and heart pumping out of your chest. The matress squeaks under you, meaning the devil left the bed and you could see him in the corner of your eyes snapping his fingers, clothed once again.

"I enjoyed this little adventure between you and I." He turns with a smirk. "Not that it will be our last."

You get up with shaking legs. "So do I have to go to Hell with you now?"

Raphael laughs. "No, not now. You still have a mission to accomplish, do you not, little hero?" He approaches your naked form, grapping your face. "I'll come for you when time runs out." Then the devil disappeared.

The door behind you immediately burst opened with a furious Karlach and your two other compagnions.

"Fuck...."

#i love him #bg3 #bg3 tav #bg3 spoilers #raphael bg3 #raphael x tav #raphael x oc #raphael x reader #tiefling #tav #karlach #astarion #wyll #fanfiction #smut

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deadtired-highkeyenergetic · 27 days

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List of WIPs

Since I am terrible at keeping track of these, I might as well do this right? And you all can see what's in store! Win-win!

Astarion x Tav who has Aloy's pets

Astarion x tiefling!reader (after seeing all the art where Astarion plays w tiefling tails, yes I need it)

Astarion x reader Dark Soulmates AU

Astarion x vampire spawn!reader series maybe?

#baldur's gate 3 #bg3 #astarion bg3 #astarion x durge #baldurs gate astarion #astarion x reader #astarion x you #astarion x tav #astarion romance #astarion ancunin #tav bg3 #tav x astarion #bg3 tav #tav #tiefling tav

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radical-ghostface · 2 months

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I love them 🥹💕

Also just look at how good he looks covered in blood 🥵

#astarion bg3 #bg3 tav #bg3 astarion #bg3 astarion ancunin #bg3 #astarion baldurs gate #baldurs gate 3 #astarion baldurs gate 3 #baldur's gate 3 #astarion x tav #astarion #astarion ancunin x tav #astarion ancunin #baldurs gate astarion #astarion x tiefling #astarion ancunin smut #astarion x reader #astarion x oc

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mooshywrites · 3 months

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Hi! I would like to request a little fic or headcanons for Astarion with a tiefling!Reader who is really animated with their tail. They’re always wrapping it around his leg or torso when they’re hugging or cuddling, and it sways around when they’re happy (or really droopy when sad). Something like that would be so cute! Thank you! 😊

A/N - My first ever play through of the game was a Tiefling x Astarion run, so this is so so close to my heart :,)

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Tiefling and Their Pale Elf ~

~ Astarion didn’t expect to love the way you expressed yourself as much as he did

~ But, despite that, he often found himself glancing at your tail for an insight in how you were feeling

~ It suited him a lot, he had issues trusting people when they told him their mood, but you had an Achilles heel

~ At first, he treated it almost like a scientific experiment - He would compliment you to see if your tail would curl around his ankle affectionately, tease you to see if your tail would tuck it self tight against your body, carefully observing when something saddened you to see if it went limp

~ It took months before you caught on, and it took him laughing aloud to tip you off

~ You were working on a particularly difficult potion, the challenge in it starting to raise your temper

~ Astarion’s laughter brought you out of your annoyed trance

~ When you looked where he pointed, you could see the ridges of dirt by your feet, wide stripes swept up from your thrashing tail

~ After that, Astarion didn’t try to hide his careful attention to your tail

~ He couldn’t decide his favorite reaction, stuck between how the very end of your tail flicked when you were teased too far or how your tail searched for him during the night. How it curled around him and held the pale elf close against you

~ He loved the feeling knowing your little quirks, a little piece of you he could keep only to yourself

#Astarion #Astarion x reader #Astarion x tiefling #Astarion fic #Astarion headcannons #Baldurs gate 3 astarion #bg3 astarion #baldurs gate 3 #bg3 #bg3 fanfiction #baldurs gate astarion #baldurs gate x reader

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spacebarbarianweird · 6 months

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Astarion x Tiefling!Tav NSFW

@tragedybunny @tallymonster

Tieflings are one of a kind and have an interesting anatomy, so imagine the opportunities.

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Astarion grabs Tav's horns during sex, especially when he is making love to her from behind

Or when they kiss to prevent her from letting go first

Astarion pulling Tav's tail all the time - in private and in public

"No, you aren't going anywhere!" "Astarion, this is equivalent to putting your hand into someone's pants in broad daylight!"

Keeps pulling her tail at any given opportunity because this is the equivalent

Scratching and tickling her tail meanwhile Tav is experiencing a brain melt due to arousal

Especially touching the base of the tail - this is when she is sent off

First, he started to tickle her tail without any background thought (just because he genuinely likes her tail)

Then he noticed Tav whimper quietly, hiding the face in her palms and squeezing his thighs together

"So, it's sexual for you, isn't it?", he chuckles,

If Astarion is willing to continue, he can just carry her to bed and do whatever he wants since Tav's brain is already in orgasmic shutdown

She can use her tail for sexual pleasure as well

Imagine places it can go during sex

And tailjob is absolutely a thing

Tieflings have sharp nails, and Tav is no exception. She digs her nails so deep into Astarion's skin she makes him bleed

Receiving handjobs from her is an absolutely new type of pleasure

She also has fangs, and she can bite like a vampire

By the end of the day, the bed looks like a battlefield, and they both have bitemarks all over their bodies

"WTF happened to you two? Were you fighting?" "We were fucking. And it's not your business."

When Tav is scared or stressed, she wraps her tail around Astarion's leg

When Tav is aroused, her tail starts waggling uncontrollably, and Astarion teases her to the verge of tears

"Yes! Yes, I want you right now! And right here!" "Say please, little demon." "Oh, ffs! Please fuck me!"

Another sensitive spot? The base of the horns

After sex, when Tav falls asleep on her belly, Astarion likes studying her back - these tieflings have the weirdest marks

And wondering what if she had real wings

When Tav is angry, she can sit on her tail like a cat. That's her way of saying, "Don't touch me; I am brooding."

But it usually doesn't last long

Especially if Astarion starts stroking her horns

Then she is a melted goo again

#astarion #baldur's gate 3 #bg3 astarion #bg3 #astarion bg3 #astarion romance #astarion headcanon #astarion headcanons #astarion x female tav #astarion x female reader #astarion x tiefling #tieflings #astarion smut #astarion smut headcanons #astarion x f!tav #spacebarbarian headcanon

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