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And the mods for console just came out recently too 👀🥰

the Gale proposal kiss is nice but it's completely out of character for Astarion.

Is it?

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Astarion: What’s running through that pretty head of yours, hmm?

Tav: *blushes under his adoring gaze* Just how lucky I am to be here with you…

Astarion: *smiles with warmth and love in his eyes* As am I, my dear.

(I would absolutely melt into a puddle if he ever looked at me like this 🫠💀🥰)

I will never get over his face in this it's too cute you sir are a KITTY.

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There are days where Astarion let’s you take control and allows you to ravish and ruin him, making him beg and cry in ecstasy as you torture him with the sweetest pleasures. Amidst all the physical restraint he can muster to take over the lead, he adores when you’re like this for him and succumbs to your whims while you mark his body in salacious bites and hickeys, each one a beautifully tender reminder that he is yours as much as you are his.

But there are also days where you take the time to worship his body as much as his soul, devoting yourself to remind him that he is worthy of love and respect while you wash his hair and whisper sweet praises in his ear for how much he means to you. He can’t help but feel both nervous and overjoyed by your adoration, smiling oh so sweetly when you press kiss after kiss across his freckles and scars, thinking that he is finally and truly blessed by the gods for your presence in his immortal life.

Either way you care to show him how much you love him, both sides of your testaments are an overflowing chalice of bliss that he’ll more than happily drink from when it comes to you.

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Headcanons: Little things that would make Astarion fall harder for you

The way that you ultimately decided to trust him after he fed from you for the first time was shocking to him because no one else has ever done that before, let alone standing up for him when your other traveling companions were wary and suspicious of him from the beginning; and rightfully so in his opinion. But you were there as a peacemaker not only for him, but for everyone because you were all in this mess together and you vowed to help everyone however you could.

How you were so willing to offer him your blood as opposed to him hunting other animals and creatures for the majority of his diet was a true blessing to him, even if he won’t outright admit it at first. You knew of his past and couldn’t begin to imagine how awful it must have been to be living off of what little blood he could get from eating rats and you wanted him to have a more pleasant and palatable experience while feeding, especially when it came to life-barren areas such as the Shadow Cursed Lands and the Underdark where living creatures were scarce.

Over time as you traveled together, you would notice that Astarion always seemed to have a book in hand and reading in his spare time. And because of this, you would try your best to find other books and dusty old tomes during your exploits and do your best to sneak them into his tent when he wasn’t looking. It didn’t take him very long to figure out who the culprit was since you were “beyond helpless” when it came to being stealthy, but it brought a spark of joy within him every time he found a new book lying upon his bedroll, secretly being elated to see what new books you’ve found for him.

He’s not really sure when this started to happen, but any time you would make eye contact with him across the way while in camp, you would stop whatever you were occupied with and cheekily wave hello at him with a big grin on your face. He thought it was childish at first, but he eventually returned the action and wave back because he found you to be too adorable to ignore if you chose to give him that sort of attention. And ever since then, it’s become a regular occurrence for the two of you to share that funny little moment and wave at each other like the goofballs you are.

Upon learning that Astarion doesn’t have a reflection, your offer to be his mirror and described how you saw him not just physically, but how you saw him as his own person with his own personality and sense of humor and little quirks was both illuminating and disturbing to say the least. He hasn’t been able to see his own face in over two hundred years and yet you somehow find a way to describe his facial features so perfectly and he’s never felt more seen than in that moment.

And if you were inclined to be “artistically gifted”, you would no doubt be able to draw his portrait as a little gift. He was completely awestruck by your craftsmanship in the small drawing that you tore out of your sketchbook, not totally convinced in your words when you said it was a portrait of him. You told him that it was just a sketch and nothing that special, but to him it was the most thoughtful thing anyone could ever give him so that he could look upon his face once again.

When you defended Astarion for his bodily autonomy while being confronted by Araj was when he realized that there were good people in the world and he was grateful to have found one as genuine and kindhearted as you. He’s never had any say over what happened in his life since becoming a vampire and to have someone by his side to protect him helped him immensely in realizing that he is his own person and has free reign in the choices he makes.

It may not have been such a big impact to others, but when you hugged him for the first time after he confessed his feelings toward you, Astarion couldn’t recall the last time someone held him within their arms without eluding to some form of sexual intimacy and from then on he couldn’t get enough of it. He enjoys basking in the warmth of your embrace and breathing in your scent and you let him hold you for as long as he wants, when secretly neither one of you ever want to let go and each hug seems to be prolonged even further than the last.

When there’s a pause from the chaotic turmoil in your travels, you and Astarion like to steal away from camp and watch the sunset and gossip about the other companions and their silly antics with a couple of bottles of wine in tow, sharing stories and making each other laugh all through the night.

Anytime that you come across any chests while scavenging for goods, you both have a habit of putting up a bet to see who can pick the locks the fastest and whoever wins gets first dibs on anything shiny or valuable. He knows that he’s obviously more experienced with thieves’ tools and could easily run you for your money, but “out of the goodness of his undead heart”, he’ll slow down on purpose sometimes just so he can see the smile you give him when you show off your winnings.

Astarion takes full advantage of any opportunity you offer to cuddle with him. Because of his past encounters with other people, he’s never had the chance to put any effort into getting closer to anyone other than his usual encounters and he thought there really was no reason to anyway given the fact that he already knew how most of those encounters ended. But with you, it was simply just for the sake of cuddling with each other without being led on to something more sexual in nature. It was a breath of fresh air to experience something so different, but also a little confusing to him. However, when he would lay his head atop your chest and snuggle close to you and listen to the resounding beating of your heart in the comfort of your arms while you comb your fingers through his hair, time stands still so the two of you can escape the world for just a moment and he melts on the inside; unequivocally content to just let his guard down and know that he was safe with you.

Whenever you kiss him, it’s simply just for a kiss. There’s no hidden agenda behind every one you give him unless he wanted something more and you’re more than happy to go at his pace whenever he’s ready, but he’ll never turn you down when you ask if you can kiss him. Sometimes they’re sweet and affectionate and other times they’re full of love and longing. But his favorites are when you kiss him on the cheek and boop his nose, giving him a wink before continuing your journey on the road; or when you smother his face in kisses all over until he turns into a giggling mess and pushes you off in a playful manner. He’ll never outright admit that he enjoys being given that sort of affection in front of the others, but you know he does anyways.

Two words: back rubs. He’s never felt comfortable with someone touching his back due to the marred scars that are engraved across his skin, but once he trusts you enough he reluctantly accepts your request to give him a back rub and massage his sore muscles after a long day of running around and fighting any enemies that came across your path. Your touch is ever so gentle and soft as you work out the annoying kinks and he turns to putty in your hands, occasionally letting out little sighs and moans when you hit a tender spot that just feels so good when you knead at the tense sinew of his back, almost to the point where he begins purring like a cat and leaning into your touch.

You know that Astarion tends to favor the finer things in life since he hasn’t had much to begin with under Cazador’s reign, so you took it upon yourself to look out for anything he might like. It started out small with rings you’d find on a corpse or a fancy bottle of wine that was stowed away in the tavern of the Shadow Cursed Lands. But then you would go out of your way to take him to a tailor’s shop with all of the extra gold you had stored away for special occasions and let him try on anything that took to his liking, putting on a little fashion show just for you so you could shower him with compliments.

He may have thought it to be irritating at first, but he loves when you tell him all your little jokes and puns so you could cheer him up when he was in a sour mood. He especially enjoys your irreverent impressions of Gale with his long-winded monologues and hand puppets orchestrating the never ending bickering between Shadowheart and Lae’zel behind their backs and it’s difficult to keep himself from keeling over with laughter so he doesn’t give you away.

When you’re being overly flirtatious and sharing cheesy pick up lines with each other. He finds it hilarious when the others groan in unison at your sickly affections you dote on him and it only encourages him to keep playing along.

When you reassure him that you want to be with him for more than just his body and his looks. He’s spent more than enough time with people who only used him for a one night stand and he’s grown self-conscious about actually being in a relationship with someone because he’s never experienced it. He thinks that you deserve someone who can give you more than just a quick fling since that’s all he knows, but you don’t mind telling him why you chose to be with him whenever he has doubts about himself and that there’s no pressure to have sex until he’s ready or not at all, that you’re willing to help him with whatever he needs so he can be just as happy to be with himself as you are to be with him.

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What’s gonna happen in the cemmy, Star? 👀

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You know who you are, you horny degenerates.

(It’s me, I’m the horny degenerate.)

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*Tav and Astarion are taking a moment away from camp to admire the sunset*

Tav: It’s really beautiful out here, isn’t it?

Astarion: *looking at them bathed in the sunlight* It truly is…

Tav: *notices him staring* I—is there something wrong? Do I have something on my face?

Astarion: *chuckles quietly and cups their face in his hands* Not at all, darling. Just enjoying the view.

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Hello, darlings!

I’m so sorry for disappearing from here for a while, but I’ve been a little busy as of late and haven’t had much time to write anything lately. However, I’m hoping to get back to that as soon as possible. But in lighter news, my wonderful boyfriend got me this lovely mini figurine of Astarion as a birthday present for me and I just finished painting him last night and I’m super happy with how he turned out. I love him so very much and I’m glad to have him as part of my growing collection of figurines that’s overtaking our apartment. I hope you’re all doing well and that you’re having a wonderful day wherever you are. Talk to you soon!

Best wishes,

little-star-library 🤍

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Look at how pretty my girlfriend is 🥹🤍

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Go ahead and chomp on down, sweetheart.

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Astarion: Knock knock

Tav: *confused but plays along* Who’s there?

Astarion: *quietly giggling before getting to his own punchline* Let me.

Tav: Let me, who?

Astarion: *full on laughing at this point* Let me come inside!

Tav: *trying to stifle their own laughter* Oh for fucks sake…

(Do you get it? Cuz he’s a vampire and he needs permission to come inside? …I’m not apologizing for this one.) 😂

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Oh my gods, this is so fucking cute. I would die on a hill for batstarion and there’s nothing you can do to change my mind. 🥹

Happy 🦇

on twt: https://x.com/skeptical_lynx/status/1805026144649175542?s=46&t=EuBiJuFrpmM7JiLiuDbaCA

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Okay, but hear me out.

Imagine Astarion has you at the mercy of his devotion, whispering to you in a seductive tone in his native Elven tongue while he takes his time teasing and caressing you with no hesitation to keep you on the edge for as long as you can bear. He would only smile with a mischievous glint in his eyes, knowing that you have no idea what he’s saying. Could he be degrading you as he slowly torments you into a blubbering mess? Is he whispering you sweet praises as he kisses a trail down your body, nipping and licking at your skin until you can’t stand it anymore? It doesn’t matter because you can’t help but whimper and submit to him, letting him ravish you over and over again up to the point where all you can think of is how badly you need to come undone by his touch, those honeyed words turning into a cacophony of guttural moans as he loses himself in your pleasure.

“Oh, meleth nin, you sound so pretty when you moan for me.”

And when the two of you are in the throes of passion, all but inconsolable to each other when he worships you with his cock buried deep within you, Astarion has no filter whatsoever as he loses control over how good it feels to be wrapped around you with complete love and trust in the heat of the moment.

“Fuck—damia, sweetheart, you feel so good, so warm and beautiful like this. Mmph—so fucking good. Melin tye, ohh melin tye, I love you so very, very much. Ah, I-I’m so close…”

It’s overwhelming to comprehend how much he actually cares for you, but in the best way imaginable. Even when you would disregard the sex, you made him feel whole again, that he was a person who was worthy of love and respect. But that didn’t stop him from cherishing you in all the most wonderful ways and there was no doubt in your heart that you would do the same for him.

“That’s it, darling, let go for me. Let me feel you fall apart on my cock. I’ve got you, my solicallor, light of my life. Come for me.”

His words are your undoing with a cry of his name on your lips and an explosion of stars take over your vision and your clutching onto him as tight as you can as he continues to rut his hips deeper within you to prolong your orgasm before he falls apart right alongside you, softly groaning into the crook of your neck as he fills you with his seed. You can hear his voice muffled against your skin, but can’t quite make out what he said in the afterglow of your shared ecstasy. As you try to catch your breath, you rake your fingers through his disheveled curls and kiss at the crown of his head and he hums in delight, curling his arms around your torso to get almost impossibly closer to you in the comfortable silence.

“What was that you just said, Star?” You whisper gently and that coaxes him to look up at you with a small smile adorning his face.

“I have no idea what you’re talking about, my love.” He smirks knowingly while he peppers a few kisses across your chest, almost as if he was keeping a secret.

“Oh come on, don’t gimme that.” You pout and give him your best doe eyed look to further persuade him. “Please tell me?”

Astarion huffs at your persistence, but chuckles lightly when you boop him on the nose and ultimately relents at the smile you give him that he adores so much.

“Ai armiel telere maenen hir,” he purrs, interlacing his fingers with your own to bring your hand up to his lips and gingerly kiss your knuckles.

Your heart flutters at the unknown phrase and hearing him speak those Elven words in such a sweet and dulcet tone has you mesmerized while he captivates you with his amorous gaze.

“And what does that mean?”

“…You hold my heart forever.” He whispers in a hushed voice. “Well, that’s the simplest translation, anyway.”

You don’t think that you could ever fall even more in love with this man than you already were, but here you are, with your breath caught in your throat and tears beginning to well up in your eyes. And without any hesitation, you pull him forward to meet you halfway to kiss him in an overflowing amount of passion and tenderness.

“You hold mine forever too,” you mutter into his lips. “You always have and always will. I love you with all of my heart, Astarion.”

You can feel him smile as he continues to kiss you, his fangs faintly pricking at your bottom lip in a teasing manner.

“And I love you, my dear. With everything I have.”

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(I’m not sure if these phrases are 100% accurate since I had to do a little research, but here are the translated Elven phrases I used.)

- meleth nin: my love

- damia: a term of endearment for sweethearts/lovers

- melin tye: I love you

- solicallor: warm light of the sun

- ai armiel telere maenen hir: you hold my heart forever

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I’m sorry, but I just can’t stop it. (I’m not really sorry, but you get the idea. I wanna give him all the head bonks in the world until we both get a concussion.)

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You know that Astarion has never really been fond of flowers, but there is a deep and yearning urge to pick a small bouquet for him and maybe even weave them into a little flower crown to place on the top of his silvery curls. He would be annoyed by the fact that you would even do this in the first place, saying that there’s no point since they will just wither away and die. But when you do offer him the wreath of flowers, he secretly melts on the inside from the small gesture and begrudgingly accepts your gift as you place it atop his head. And what’s even more infuriating to him is when you smile gleefully at how pretty he looks, thinking that you’re only doing this to tease him because he’s not able to see his own reflection. But then you surprise him once more by kissing him softly on the cheek and tell him how beautiful he looks with the tender blooms adorning his head and how the flowers compliment his hair and eyes in the sunlight, saying that he looks so gorgeous and ethereal no matter what he wears. His breath hitches as you continue showering him with your flattery and he doesn’t think he can take much more of it, but he can’t help but crack a small smile at your attempt to appease him. He had never really received a gift from anyone before, not even something as small and mundane as flowers. But after your tiny little display of kindness, he would never have the heart to throw that flower crown away and would carry it with him at all times; only to carefully take it out of his pack when no one else was looking to admire its fading beauty and craftsmanship with a lovesick grin spreading across his face.

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Astarion, who used to perform perfectly placed moans and sweet nothings with his targets now finds himself whining and catching his breath in that cemetery. Every touch sends a rush to each part of him in a way he hasn't felt in centuries. He gasps and growls at every sensation as he reclaims his own body and yours. You have made love with him before. But this was completely different.

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You can’t tell me that Astarion isn’t cat coded, okay?