#Astarion ft. Promise

[blade-of-bhaal]

@stubborngods

"You're a terrible flirt you know." (promise to astarion)

"Oh darling, Ill have you know im a wonderful flirt" Astarion boasted, though the doubt in his eyes made itself disgustingly apparent. He was a great flirt, thank you very much.

[roguegrove]

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[meowrimo]

DEVILISH DESSERT — ༉‧₊˚.

ft. astarion !

꒰ SYNOPSIS ꒱ : your cramps have hit you especially hard this month and astarion has an idea that could be mutually beneficial

꒰ CONTENTS ꒱ : MDNI. f!reader, period sex, oral (f!receiving), mentions of blood, unprotected sex but astarion pulls out, multiple orgasms, blood sucking, praise, pet names (darling, my sweet, pet), — WC : 2.2k

reblogs and interactions are always appreciated ! (*ᴗ͈ˬᴗ͈)ᰔ*.ﾟ

“believe me, pet, it would be a win-win.” astarion drawls, his hands following the flow of his speech. “you lay down and let me take care of you while i get my fill.”

the thought had crossed your mind before —fleetingly. the last time he fed from your neck the idea planted itself in your mind in a haze joined by many other ones, swirling together as your body tried to make sense of what was happening.

“but,” the argument you were about to make dies in your throat. but, what? astarion was asking you to let him indulge, a chance to satiate his hunger while also pleasuring his lover. his eyes plead with yours, giving away how eager he really is. “sure, why not.”

“that’s the spirit.” he claps his hands together before reaching out for your hand. “i promise i’ll take good care of you, my little treat.”

“what did i say about using that nickname?” you mumble as he takes your hand, quickly bringing it up against his lips for a quick peck, hiding the small smirk that was blossoming.

flashes of the last time he called you that floods your mind – the way it slipped off the tip of his tongue and lured you to his bed. the first night you let him feed off of your neck, taking the blood he needed while his cock was buried in your heat.

“what’s that? can’t hear you darling.” he teases, knowing exactly what was running through your mind right now. he finishes guiding you to his tent and he closes the curtain. “no matter, it’s just you and me now.”

suddenly, you feel a bit nervous under his stare. the reality of your moment coming into the forefront of your brain. you knew he has an affinity for blood, but what if it tasted bad — what if you tasted bad?

his lithe fingers gently cradle your face, adoration soaking his features. his dark red eyes trail all over your features, taking in every little piece of your face.

“gods, you’re beautiful.” he breathes out, slowly leaning in to kiss you. you meet him halfway, lips colliding against one another as his hand starts to trail down the curve of your waist. he pulls apart for a second, placing a quick peck before he speaks again. “i can’t wait to taste you, i know you’ll be as sweet as always.”

his words pour over you as warm reassurance, your body melting against him as he kisses you again. the small flame that had formed before was quickly simmering into a wildfire, lying just beneath the surface and ready to consume both of you in a spark of passion.

but for now, he takes his time with you. his lips trail down your neck, fangs barred as they lightly drag along your jugular. you hold back a gulp, ashamed at how much it makes you yearn for him even more.

he doesn’t bite, not when he’s so eager for what lies below. you lay all the way down the bedroll as he makes his descent, murmurs of praise slipping off his tongue and onto your skin.

he makes quick work of the pants you had on, tearing them down your thighs as his bloodlust starts to kick in. in seconds, his head is buried in between your thighs, nose pressed against your clit as he deeply inhales.

“darling-“ he breathes out, absolutely in awe of how delicious you’re going to taste. “this is…” he trails off, unsure if words could describe how much this means to him.

“never seen you so speechless before.” you tease, trying not to squirm under his gaze, his eyes locked onto the blood woven slick pooling at your entrance.

“what can i say?” he presses a kiss just above your clit, eyes darting up to yours. “this is a gift, and i plan on showing you just how appreciative i am for it. for you.”

you open your mouth to retort but his tongue catches your throbbing nub first, sending a jolt throughout your body. after that first taste, he’s gone. completely lost in you and the frenzy begins.

he tosses your leg over his shoulder, angling himself to get deeper. his tongue delves back into you and you feel him everywhere. it’s enough to arch your back, your fingers clawing in his hair. he grunts approvingly into your messy cunt, licking up every little speck of blood he can get his mouth on.

each precise stroke of his tongue has you unraveling in his hold, undoubtedly gushing more of your bloody essence on his eagerly awaiting mouth. he was practically moaning now, the vibrations shooting throughout your body. he breaks for air for a moment, licking his lips and looking up to you.

“no one could ever taste as sweet as you, darling.” a soft nibble to your inner thigh, his darkened, blown out eyes still locked onto you.

he goes back down on you, slowly pushing in his fingers to draw more out of you, wanting you to flood his vision with the small slice of heaven you’re granting him right now.

it’s all too much and you’d be lying if you said his enthusiasm wasn’t the driving force towards your release. you’d never been with a man so desperate for your taste, especially when you were in this state.

your back starts to arch off the bedroll, reeling in the pleasure that’s about to snap. the coil shatters into a thousand pieces as you dig your fingers into his curls once again. you don’t know if you were loud or not, you don’t know anything as a white veil had taken up your vision, pleasure coursing through your veins as your blood pounds within your ears.

the tent is silent, save for both of your heavy breathing. through half lidded eyes, you see him greedily lick around his lips, ensuring he didn’t waste a drop of the gift you’ve given him.

it takes a few moments for you to come back down to reality, your head swimming in the pleasure astarion hurtled you in. you watch as he places one last kiss against your cunt, slowly backing up on his haunches.

without breaking eye contact, he slips his still coated fingers in his mouth, eyes almost rolling to the back of his head as he savors the taste of you. a beat goes by and you think it’s over and time to head back to your own tent.

but he’s always been a selfish man.

“you know, i don’t think i’ve quite gotten my fill of you yet.” his voice sings in your ear. “i think i want a little more.”

“you might have to wait a bit.” the words flow out of you as you prop yourself up on your elbows, getting a better look at him. his eyes were still blown out — crazed. whenever he has that frenzied look in his eyes, his hunger is still strong and his sights are set on you.

“or, maybe not.” he tilts his head to the side. “let’s have sex so i can make a proper mess of you.”

“what? i-i’m not sure.” you frown slightly. the cramps had subsided, sure. but who’s to say that wouldn’t bring them back?

“think about it.” he drawls, taking off his shirt, showcasing his body. “coming a few times will be very beneficial. it’ll clear everything right out.”

“well.” you pause. realistically, there could be a truth in that. but who knew if your body would listen to logic anyway. and yet, “well i suppose it couldn’t hurt to try.”

“exactly, darling.” he smiles before a softer look falls onto you. “but if it does, you’ll let me know.”

it wasn’t a question. the underlying care he held for you was slipping through the cracks of the tantalizing facade he loved to put up. you nod your head in confirmation. you’d be lying if you said you weren’t excited to test this theory out, especially watching him slowly untie his breeches. lithe fingers that were just inside of you untwisting the knots woven in the string.

his cock springs out from being stuffed away, begging for some sort of relief judging by the amount of precum that was pooling on its head.

he hastily lines himself up to your slick entrance, rubbing his tip around it before it kisses your swollen clit. you gasp out as your body tingles with electricity. after a baited breath, he starts to slide in agonizingly slow, carefully watching your face as he does so.

but you look away, the eye contact feeling a bit much — even after everything. he was just too pretty, his expressions too raw. every moment you held his gaze, the fire inside of you threatens to take over.

“you need to look at me, my sweet.” his cold fingers grasp your chin lightly, tilting your head so you had no choice but to look at him.

before, when you had first slept with astarion, things hadn’t been so intimate. of course, it was all very rushed. it was the end of a gruesome battle and tensions were high, not to mention alcohol was swirling around in both of your systems.

but this was different. so much time had passed since then — or at least, that’s what it felt like. it’s all been so intense since you first met the pale elf that you hardly believe it’s only been less than a few months.

and in that time, you two had gotten so close, really close. slowly prying each other's heart open with gentle, reassuring hands. something that had forged itself out of forced trust, blooming into a beautiful and vulnerable partnership.

“i’m here.” you whisper, finally looking at him. his eyes soften and you realize at some point you started to caress his cheek. your finger smooths over his soft, smooth skin before his lips meet the palm of your hand, pressing a kiss onto it.

“and thank the gods for that.” he whispers back with a pleased look. his hips were flush with yours, moving in slow and short movements so he didn’t overwhelm you. but every second he filled you up, you could feel the pain subsiding in your lower abdomen.

you let out a soft whine, clenching around him as he starts to go a little faster. his eyes trail from yours and down your neck, looking at the twin marks he left the last time he had you in his embrace.

“astarion-.” you gasp out, savoring the way he continues to roll his hips into you, molding your cunt perfectly to take him and him alone.

“yes, my love?” he whispers, pressing a delicate kiss against your neck, taking every ounce of his self control to not sink his teeth into you. but he was making you feel so much better, one bite couldn’t hurt, right? you tilt your neck to the side to show it off for him. he hesitates. “are you sure?”

“please.” a simple request he wouldn’t leave unfulfilled as his fangs dig into your neck, the same spot he drank from before. he sucks lightly, your mind clouding and filling with nothing but stinging pleasure.

his starts to thrust again — faster this time as he gets lost in the overwhelming sweetness of your blood. it fuels through his body, giving him the strength he normally needs to help keep you safe. but instead, he’s only using it to drive into you harder.

he pulls back from your neck with a gasp like he’s been shocked, blood dripping down the sides of his mouth. his attention shifts, watching his cock disappearing into your cunt, feeling you already start to gush around him, blood starting to soak around his length.

“so sweet.” the words barely leave his lips, but enough for you to hear it. his fingers move down to swirl against your clit, trying to give you the same pleasure you were giving him. “make a mess for me, my sweet.”

words escape you as moans take its place, his name a mantra you can’t stop yourself from repeating. the sting from the bite he gave you was rushing through your veins now, every sense of your nerves being heightened to places it’s never been — overwhelming pleasure coursing through your whole body.

you clench around his cock, squeezing him so tightly he can’t control his hips anymore, rutting against you as the pleasure finally consumes you both.

astarion’s eyes flutter shut as you cum around him, coating his cock in your bloody essence. once you stop fluttering around him, he quickly pulls out and cums all over your lower abdomen.

your head lolls back, coming down from the high he just gave you, aftershocks running down your body. astarion lightly trails his hands along you, a surge of energy overcoming him as he breathes in your scent once again.

“there, now that that’s settled,” he pauses, immediately sliding down and tucking his head back in between your thighs. he licks his lips quickly, his tongue darting across as his feast lays before him. “i’d like to resume my meal.”

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[preciouslittle-bhaalbabe]

"I'm a vampire" "well...obviously"

A little one shot about how that reveal went in my headcannon

Ft: Astarion and my durge Tomie. Some hurt/comfort :3

It has been about a tenday of this strange adventure. Tomie has recruited quite the unusual band of companions. The most odd of which is Astarion. He never sleeps, and on multiple occasions now, Tomie has seen him stumble into the forest. He doesn't return until morning. They have become fast friends since he first pulled his dagger out on her. But he never allowed her to close the space between them. He always keeps his distance. She figures he just likes his space.

But recently she has found him staring almost, was it hungrily? At her when she does certain things like put her hair up out of her face or brush it all to one side. She has her suspicions but doesn't want to pry. She lets it go for now, hoping one day he will trust her enough to tell her his secret.

One night at camp, Tomie was washing her armour, dressed in only her undergarments that wetly clung to her skin. The concept of privacy is lost when you're travelling with a bunch of strangers who can all hear each others thoughts. She doesn't mind, they have all seen each other naked at this point. When you have to take turns bathing in the river and someone has to keep watch, you get used to it pretty quickly.

Tomie brushes all her dark silken tresses to one side as she works, exposing the flesh on her neck. Her tail swishing from side to side. She suddenly feels cold eyes staring at her. She looks behind her to find Astarion almost hunched over, eyes dark.

"Asty?" Tomie calls out.

As quickly as she looks over, Astarion composes himself and approaches her.

"Hello darling, what are you doing out here, all exposed?" Astarion purrs. His voice coated with something that sounds almost like malice.

"Washing...My clothes?" Tomie says, confused.

"Wearing barely anything? Quite the little temptress you are" Astarion flirts.

"Oh please, I'm just doing chores. My nightclothes are right over there, I just didn't want them getting wet". Tomie says. She sensed his flirtation feels a bit desperate. But the feeling subsides.

He looks almost disappointed that she didn't flirt back. "Right...Well I'm off, I need to...Take a walk. Clear my head."

"Oh! A walk? Can I come with you?" Tomie jumps up to grab her night clothes and quickly puts them on before Astarion can protest."

"Eager to spend some time with me are you?"

"I just- I don't know you very well. But I want to. We don't have to be strangers. I don't bite I promise!" Tomie says with a big smile. Her pointed fangs poking out from her pretty lips. Astarion laughs to himself at the irony.

"Well...*sigh* alright. But you may not enjoy this kind of walk".

They disappear into the forest together and eventually approach a small clearing.

"Sooo...When do you plan on telling me that you're a vampire?" Tomie says coyly.

"Ha! So you knew?"

"You're not exactly the best at hiding it buddy. But I wanted to respect your privacy." Tomie smiles.

"You're...Sweet". Astarion huffs and stumbles a bit until he eventually falls to his kees, weakened. Tomie immediately joins him on the soft forest floor, trying to prop him up and check if he's okay.

"Astarion! Are you alright?"

"I'm fine I just, haven't had the best luck hunting recently. I've never had to do it before and I- well, it's been a while since i've last had a meal"

Tomie cocks her head and looks over him with concern. His skin is ice cold, his eyes dark. She had never been close enough to see his eyes before. They were a deep crimson, the dark circles under his eyes looked tired and worn. His pallid skin had an almost pearlescent quality to it. She brushes some of his hair out of his face and rests her hand on his cheek. It takes everything in Astarions power not to melt into her warm touch. It's too soon, he thought. There's no way this strange little tiefling had bewitched him already. But sometimes he looks at her and feels a longing he has never felt before. He just assumed it was hunger but maybe it's something else. No matter, he's too tired to think about that right now. He stares into Tomies eyes. Cat-like pupils and raging blood red irises that glow in the dim light. Dangerous and volitile, but also gentle.

"You know all you ever had to do was ask?" Tomie says with a sweet smile.

"At best I feared you'd say no, more likely you'd ram a stake through my ribs. I needed you to trust me" Astarion says, out of breath.

"I do, now get over here and have some blood before you pass out" Tomie says. She lies down on her back and moves her hair out of the way so Astarion can easily access the flesh on her neck.

"You're sure?" Astarion says.

"Yes, now feed so I don't have to carry you back to camp". Tomie says with a stern tone. Astarion leans over her. He puts his lips against her neck to feel her pulse point. The urge to kiss her neck is overrun by his urge to feed. As gently as possible, he bites down into the tender flesh. Tomie doesn't make a sound. Just slow and steady breaths. As he feeds, his mind becomes clear, alert, hungry. She tastes incredible. Like a rich and fragrant brandy. He feeds for what feels like forever until he starts to feel Tomie's body growing cold. He stops immediately to see her eyelids fluttering and her breathing become more shallow.

"Shit. Darling! Why didn't you stop me? Say something?? Push me away?" Astarions voice cracks. He cradles her head and starts lifting her to sitting position. Tomie's body barely complies. She is not in any state to walk.

He holds her face in his hands. "Look at me darling, stay with me alright? You'll be fine. I'm going to bring you back to camp."

"Are you okay now? Did you get enough?" Tomie says, weakly.

Such a sweet thing. She better not die. He stopped just before she would have slipped away, it seems.

"I'm more than okay. Don't worry about me."

With his restored strength, he picks her up gently and starts carrying her back to camp. Her arms and legs wrap around him limply and she rests her head over his shoulder.

"Now I'm the one carrying you, darling." He chuckles nervously. "Stay with me, we'll get you sorted". He tries and fails to hide the clear concern in his voice.

She starts absent-mindedly running her hands through his soft white curls. He assumes she's doing this to signal to him that she is okay and isn't angry. A bit of soothing to calm his racing mind. Gods, this woman is driving him mad. Even in a state of near death she's still worried about him more.

Thankfully everyone is already asleep and won't see him carrying their passed out, bleeding leader to his tent. He doesn't know how he would even begin to explain this.

Once inside, he lays her down on his bedroll and tries to gather water and rations. When she has recovered, she can eat and regain her strength just like she did for him. Once she is all set up and sleeping soundly. He takes a deep sigh. Gods, he almost killed her. And she didn't say a thing. She said she trusted him and she did completely. Even to the point of near death. He needs to be more careful. If he kills the groups leader, the others would turn on him in an instant.

But for now, she is fine. If a bit tired. She will rest and be alright. He will keep watch to make sure she's safe and ok. He owes her that much.

[webshooterrr9]

small fluffy drabble

ft. astarion my bae

pairing: astarion x gn!tav

art by @ria-neearts

"Are you sure about this?" you ask, shifting your weight as you stand in front of him.

After a long few months of travel, you and Astarion decided to give your aching feet a break and stay at an inn. With as charismatic as he is, Astarion was able to convince you to buy only one room.

"It will save on precious money, darling." he said. "That way we can spend it on other things; like wine or new boots."

Much to your dismay, the inn was pretty booked. And so your only option was to get a room with only one bed.

"I can sleep on the floor if you want," you suggest, knowing that Astarion would be too snobby to give up the mattress. "All I'd need is a pillow."

He pats the spot next to him, sitting up straight. "I'm positive." he says, scooting a bit closer to where you were standing. He had seen you naked before, surely this wasn't a big deal.

And yet, with all the times you had slept together, you never actually... slept together. It felt more intimate this way.

"Come on, darling." Astarion holds out his arms, as if inviting you to come and cuddle.

You let out a sigh and reluctantly crawl into bed next to him, although you didn't crawl into his arms quite yet.

"You better promise to be on your best behavior." you give him a scolding look. "No draining me of my life while I'm asleep."

"My best behavior?" he laughs, propping himself up on his elbows and resting his chin on his hand. "Oh come on now, darling. You know I am the very soul of decorum."

"I might try and take a small... nibble on your pretty neck, but just a little one. Nothing to worry about, love."

You shoot him another warning look. "Watch it, Star." he smirks at the affectionate nickname, but you were still glaring. "You can take a small bite, but I better have enough blood to wake up in the morning."

"If you kill me, I'll be pissed."

"Don't worry, love." he smiles, his voice turning soft and quiet. "Trust me, I wouldn't want to be responsible for your death. I'll be careful with my... nibbles."

There's that laugh again. The posh giggle he always gives off. He seems so pleasant when he acts like this, why can't he always behave this way?

"If I happen to take more than a nip," he adds, suddenly shifting to a more sultry tone of voice. "I'll make it up to you."

You roll your eyes, but take his word for it anyway. You trusted him, although you'd never say it. "Goodnight, Star."

You relax against the sheets. You made sure to stick to your own side of the bed, even though that wasn't much given the small amount of room.

Astarion lies down too, but with how close you are, his leg touches yours. He scoots closer, moving his leg so that it's entangled with yours. Trapping you next to him.

"There's not a whole lot of room on this mattress," you say, trying to subtly point out how close he is and urge him to stick to his own side.

But Astarion just gives you his signature giggle, a laugh that makes your spine tingle. "You'll just have to come closer, then."

He shifts closer and wraps his arm around your middle, and he places his face in the crook of your neck. You shudder when you feel his mouth on your neck, feeling his cold, dead lips on your skin.

"If you're planning on taking a bite, make it quick." the words were snarky, but you were too tired to raise your voice.

"I already feel drained from all of our travels, I don't need to feel weaker than I already am."

Astarion lets out a hum as he runs his teeth over your skin, making you shiver. He doesn't bite, just teases you with his fangs gently.

"You know how much I crave you, darling." he whispers, a little breathy, with his mouth still on your shoulder. He places a little kiss there.

"You'll find it's well worth the price."

"I'll make it quick, love."

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[defira85]

On Repeat Playlist Tag Game

Rules: Shuffle your repeat playlist 10 times and tag 10 people. Tagged by @flymmsy! ❤️

Hmm. This is going to be an indication of how heavily BG3 has taken over my playlists because I'm looking at this list it's given me and like... only one of these isn't a ship song. No wait, two aren't ship songs, and of those two, one is still a song I use for writing Kass. So really one song that isn't BG3 flavoured

Tagging: @sithrightsactivist @angelicfangirl @thegingerjedi @mhara @darkfeanix @tiefighter @zeowynda @anarchyinplasma @maeglinhiei (Mae why will it never let me tag you) @meredoubt

It's Durgetash, it's Kass and Enver, I can't pretend that it's not. It's both of them mourning the lost months, it's both of them convinced they're the ruin of the other. It opens with a verse about corrupting an angel and dragging them down to earth, and yes it's Enver thinking about seducing a demi-god, but it's also Kass ruining herself by becoming Torm's valkyrie so she can fight Bane

God, I was going to say this is THE Durgetash song for me (and god the music video does a lot of the heavy lifting in that regard too) but there's still 8 songs to go so I can't promise that. Needless to say I have been known to put on a 1 hour loop of this song when I'm writing Kass and Enver

Insert Llamas with Hats gif "I Will Not Apologise For Art". This song fucking slaps. I've loved it for years. It's Kass and Enver

I actually got into Teddy Swims from some of his covers, I LOVE his cover of Make You Feel My Love and was hoping that would turn up but I do love this one. I have this one on Rhyme and Gale's playlist, Carmela and Astarion's playlist, and Kass and Enver. It is really good

Tommee Profitt is genuinely one of my favourite artists, and his collabs with Fleurie are always golden. This cover of Avicii's Wake Me Up is just haunting, and it turns such a bop into a song that will linger in my soul forever. It's one of my solo songs for Kass and also for Rhyme, because if I'm not torturing one of them I'm torturing the other

This is the song I had playing when I wrote Enver's death. I had Kass say "come home with me" because I was crying that much over this song

I love The Hu, and I've seen people drag this version because they think Jacoby Shaddix looks out of place but it's??? Fucking great? I mean my favourite song by The Hu is Song of Women ft. Lzzy Hale but this is great. I played it a lot when I wrote the Battle for Baldur's Gate scenes

This is it, the ONE non shipping/non Baldur's Gate related song on the list. Paris Paloma is fantastic. I play this on repeat CONSTANTLY.

This is one of my more generic 'set the mood when writing' songs, so it's not really a song that belongs to anyone in particular. Although for some reason it seems to come up a lot when I'm writing Carmela, which fits. Golden paladin suddenly confronted by the uncomfortable shades of grey morality in the world

THIS IS THE SONG KASS AND ENVER FUCK TO, THANK YOU AND GOODNIGHT

[bananasfosterparent]

Efenity Kelmorn's Theme Songs

For my own reference/index, but wanted to share.

Here are all the songs that I would consider main theme songs for my evil Tav, Efenity Kelmorn! If your Tav/Durge is a similar type of person or has similar beliefs/views, perhaps some of these songs you can add to your own Tav/Durge playlists!

ABOUT MY TAV: Efenity Kelmorn is a half high-elf, Storm Sorcerer (lightning/thunder), and criminal (specializes in heists and transport of goods). Neutral Evil, ESTP. She is (happily) paired with Ascended Astarion. More about her here.

There's 10 songs in total here, under the "read more" cut.

I also included some personal notes as to how that song relates to her, if you care lol

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🌩️ Do Bad Well (ft Nevve) - KSHMR

Oh, my daddy taught me well There's some devils in heaven and some angels in hell So promise me child, when they pull your card You'll know, you'll know which one you are (Yeah) Ooh, oh ooh Yeah, my daddy taught me well (Hey) Ooh, oh ooh If you can't do good, better do bad well

This song speaks to her criminal father raising her. He sucked as a dad, but he still cared for/about her and did the best he could with who he was. But one thing he certainly taught her was that what's "good" and "bad" are subjective. Things aren't so black and white, and you should look out for yourself, no matter what that means. And you better do it the best you can. From both of their perspectives, everyone (even a "hero") is the villain in someone else's story anyway.

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🌩️Glamorous Life - Eden's Crush

She wants to lead the glamorous life She don't need a man's touch She wants to lead the glamorous life Without love it ain't much, it ain't much

This song is about a woman who's goal is to live in the lap of luxury and she will fake it til she makes it on her own. But the one thing missing from her life is true love... and when she meets a guy (who happens to be rich), real love scares her, but she gives in and is able to have what she wants (love and riches). That's... literally Efenity's story...sorta lol Her biggest goal was to complete a huge heist she had planned for a year and buy a big house, take over a criminal ring for herself, use the revenue to continue to pay for the house, throw lavish parties and live alone in peace. But she ended up getting that, and something so much better.

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🌩️Only Happy When It Rains - Garbage

I'm only happy when it rains You wanna hear about my new obsession? I'm riding high upon a deep depression I'm only happy when it rains

Pretty straightforward. Efenity's used to living a life of negatives and unfortunate happenings and at this point, she's learned to revel in it and find joy within it.

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🌩️ Catch My Breath (Cutmore Remix) - Kelly Clarkson

Catching my breath, letting it go Turning my cheek for the sake of this show Now that you know, this is my life I won't be told what's supposed to be right

Efenity refuses to give into the influence of others for what decisions need to be made. Especially when it comes to Astarion.

~~~~~ 🌩️ Ultraluminary - Phillipa Soo

I'm the light every night in your world, hey You revel in the glory of my beauty You ready to watch me be legendary? 'Cause I'm ultraluminary

This song is kinda random but it feels so Efenity-coded for me lmao Her ego is only rivaled by Astarion's (and maybe Lorroakan's and the Aboslute lmao). But for Efe, her arrogance is also grounded in gaining the confidence she did not have for most of her life. But by end-game she knows the magnitude of her power and influence. She went from sleeping in an abandoned building she made into a home, to sleeping in a triple king-sized bed of a grand palace. So I'd say she ain't doing too bad.

🌩️ Unstable - SVRCINA

I tried to play to every angle Tried to keep up, but I’m just not able Nobody wants to feel like they’re too fragile Turns out that I might just be unstable

Kinda speaks for itself, her struggle for most of her life.

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🌩️ Good To Be Bad - CRMNL

I’m a straight up killer And imma eat you for dinner Ice in my veins like winter And I like it like that (like that) It feels so good to be bad

Also self-explanatory lol Efenity is not a nice person. She doesn't try to be. She doesn't care. She is going to do whatever she can to preserve her quality of life and get what she wants.

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🌩️Royalty (ft Neoni) - Egzod & Maestro Chives

Best to give me your loyalty 'Cause I'm taking the world you'll see They'll be calling me, calling me They'll be calling me royalty

Never lose sight of your life goals, kids uwu

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🌩️ Into Dark - Kate Havnevik

Now or never I can choose Misadventure Turn it loose Be whoever And I'll fade into dark

Efenity actively choosing to be the villain and focus on the needs of herself and Astarion over the needs of anyone else. But for her, from her own perspective, that's a "growth".

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🌩️ Either Or - Kata & Philip LeForce

You can choose to win or lose, I give you the choice The world is black or white, either or You either like me or you don't I don't care, no, not at all (Oh, oh, oh) Don't like me now? You never will If you do you'll get a thrill (Oh, oh, oh)

A random song I found years ago, but it felt so relevant to Efenity and her outlook on life and toward the world.

[leiflitter]

Stupid O'Clock ft Els and Karlach

A teeny little sidescene from

"It's hopeless." Els sighed, her face turned to the glittering stars above. The sand beneath her crunched as she turned her head, looking at Karlach with a childish frown. "Absolutely hopeless."

"Nah, mate, you're just too subtle." Karlach's hands were cushioning her head. The fire in her chest flared and dimmed in time with her breathing. "You need to just grab that wizard by the collar and say, 'Gale, I beseech thee to ravish me in a gentlemanly fashion, posthaste, lest I perish of unrequited lust'. I don't speak Wizard, but I reckon that'd do it."

Els snorted, turning back to the stars. The two of them had been- rightfully- kicked out of camp because it was one of those nights. The kind of night when neither of them could sleep, and ended up following increasingly ridiculous tangents until their giggling woke everyone else up. Apparently nobody wanted to join in on their conversation about what animal it'd be worst to be polymorphed into, or if they'd rather have five arms or five legs. "He doesn't talk like that."

Silence hung between them.

"Alright, yes, he does talk a bit like that sometimes, but way less than he used to. Besides, I like it. I wouldn't be a bard if I didn't like words, and he knows a lot of 'em."

Karlach groaned. "Don't start getting all mushy again, Els, else I'll tell him."

"Noooooooo-" Els kicked her feet in parody of a tantrum, shaking her head from side to side. She'd have plenty of sand in her hair tomorrow. "You'd make it seem like I just want to have a go on his magic staff and scare him off- and then where would I be? Tadpole in my head and only mage hand for comfort."

Karlach rolled her eyes. "You're a sucker for punishment, Woodsley. Look around, mate, I reckon you could have Astarion or Wyll in your bedroll within five minutes if you wanted. Both, even. And yet you're making puppy-eyes at the most oblivious man in Faerûn."

Els snickered. "You're just as bad. Ooh, Shadowheart, you're so mysterious and cool, please let me carry your tent for you-"

Karlach's engine flared bright, setting Els into a fit of contageous laughter. It had them both howling in moments. From camp, Lae'Zel shouted something, but she was too far away to hear properly.

Eventually their mirth faded, leaving the two of them breathless on the beach.

Quiet reigned again- the soft lapping of the water, the shushing of the wind in the reeds. It was peaceful.

"Karlach?"

"Yes, Els?"

The half-elf reached out, setting her hand beside Karlach. The tiefling did the same- their hands side-by-side, close enough to sense each other but not enough to burn. "I promise that if we survive the goblins, I'll tell him properly."

"Good. Els, you're my friend and I love you, but if I have to hear much more sighing over Gale of Waterdeep I will strangle you in your sleep and put you out of your misery."

[astarigod]

Orrrr [ice] ft. Ice magic from ur local druid :>

@aurouze || ⋆ 𝐃𝐄𝐋𝐈𝐂𝐈𝐎𝐔𝐒 𝐒𝐂𝐄𝐍𝐀𝐑𝐈𝐎𝐒 [ ice - ice dragged across nipples, between thighs, down spines—your muse uses cold as punishment and pleasure ]

IT WAS NOT UNEXPECTED -- that the circle of moon druid often used her magic on Astarion to torture a pleasurable response from him, between the sheets or during endless fortnights on the road , in the hard bedroll.

Like now, when he was being pushed onto his scarred back and straddled upon his lap between the apex of Alta's thighs, down with her weight, his painful groin was already spasming and twitching from the pleasure, promised by the innocent looking, yet pesky healer. The vampire's lips surrendered to the moans she'd elicit with no more but a smirk, and by teasing one his perky nipples, alternating between flick of her pointy tongue and applying ice cubes emerging in her hands, from snowflakes that kept falling all around them in the tent, like a sleet storm.

If the vampire's body temperature wasn't already of a dead one, he'd be probably freezing . Another ragged moans, as chilled fingers worked in a defiant way to replace the trail of her tongue over the moon elf's skin with crystalized ice chunks, mischievous stare greedily drinking reaction upon pale skin. The vampire spawn hissed, baring his teeth as he watched the bold ministrations , before sinking them into one of her naked thighs as " punishment," tearing skin and making her bleed, with his pointy teeth. The vampire then ventured to capture the icy diamonds in his own bloodied mouth , and pressed them against the sensitivity of her nipples, mixing blood with sheer ice, in a revenge foreplay mannerism.

[bananasfosterparent]

So my Tav is named Efenity Kelmorn. She is a criminal and a storm sorcerer. She's not Durge, just a douche lmao

My masterpost about her HERE. Includes detailed info on who she is, her background, personality, all that good stuff.

Her and Astarion's main theme songs (to give a more precise idea of their relationship and dynamic):

Primordial (ft Niya Wells) - Satin Jackets

In Our Blood (ft Diandra Raye) - Jim Yosef

Thunder - Primo the Alien

Expectations - SVRCINA

Parachute (Krazy Kat Ext. Remix) - Matthew Koma

(and their whole curated playlist, if you fancy 2 hours of music lmao)

Her full background story is HERE(google doc) but here's the whole segment I wrote about her romance with Astarion ^_^ (warning, there might be spoilers, I didn't even think about it before posting it!).

TL;DR without spoilers:

She had been a selfish minded criminal her entire life and the few important people in her life she did have either abandoned her, she couldn't save, or were killed by her (accidentally). She was left alone and decided that's how it should be. She only hurts and ruins people.

But she promised the person she accidentally killed that she'd try to do something selfless for someone. And while it wasn't her first selfless act, helping him Ascend was the selfless act she truly had her whole heart in. She truly expected absolutely nothing in return. She was sure he would leave. But truthfully he was afraid to let her go.

Basically, it was an ultimate show of love and selflessness to him.

After getting mysteriously kidnapped by mindflayers, getting a parasitic creature shoved into her brain, and crash landing far from home, the last thing Efenity expected to happen was... making her first real friend and... falling in love. And none of it happened in any way she would have ever imagined. Not that she ever imagined any of that happening at all. Efenity was content to live her life alone and never be close to anyone again. In fact, she planned on it. After her mother abandoning her as a child, not being able to save her father, and accidentally killing the one person who was like a real parent to her, she was done letting people in. As long as she could have her big house and host crazy parties, who cared? More for her and less chance to deal with any sort of loss ever again.

Shortly after crash landing, Efenity met the woman (Shadowheart), who had been screaming for help on the ship. While she kinda felt for her, Efenity ultimately left her behind. She was surprised to find her later on and wasn’t keen on teaming up (some heists gone wrong had proved that to be a bad idea most of the time). But they had a shared problem and maybe, just maybe there was strength in numbers in this situation. Efenity was so used to being a lone wolf, it felt wrong to ask someone to travel with her, but traveling alone right now honestly felt counterproductive. 

As the pair of women continued, they ran into others who would prove to not be so promising for company to keep. Well, there was a wizard named Gale that they met and agreed to travel with, if only for the extra backup of magic. Efenity was not a fan of these new alliances, but she felt it was a better option than floundering in the wilderness alone. And she was just scared.

But it was the smarmy pale elf that threatened Efenity with a dagger that really got her attention. From the moment he tackled her to the ground and tried to get information out of her, she just knew this man was going to be an…ongoing problem. And one she didn’t mind.  She couldn't deny that from the very second he held that blade against her neck, she was attracted to him. Efenity had a type and Astarion pretty much checked off every box, added some more boxes and checked those off too. As the pair continued to get to know one another, that list only got longer and those boxes just kept getting checked. But he was too good to be true. He had to be, right?

Efenity had to admit, she enjoyed the tension. She liked having a fun distraction from these sudden and hard times. She could have been pulling off the heist of the century and buying her dream home in the swanky parts of Baldur's Gate and starting her own criminal ring right now. But getting to romp around with a charming vampire wasn't a bad trade off for now. Finding out he was a vampire was a bit of a shock, but she had also found that she had quite a... thing for getting bit by him. She couldn't let herself get close to him though. Sex? Sure. Friendship and support? Why not. His values didn’t seem too far off from her own. But letting herself actually care about him past that? Indulging in trust and the idea of love and a--dare it be said--relationship? HA! No chance. Relationships meant getting close. And getting close meant eventually losing someone. Efenity couldn't handle that sort of pain anymore. So she stopped herself from feeling anything deeper for him. He was a “good lay” and a fun time and that’s all he could be for her… she told herself. This was further supported in her mind by the belief that since Astarion was a vampire he never really meant any of his flattering and romantic comments. It was all just his vampiric charms. For as long as she could, Efenity was determined to settle on these beliefs as a shield for her heart.

But even the strongest shield can break with the right force.

Efenity felt herself falling in love with Astarion. They had a connection beyond bumping uglies. A connection she had never felt with anyone else. 

But she refused to give in to his advances. But what she couldn't admit to herself was shown in her actions. She was willing to do all she could to help Astarion gain his independence and ability to fully make his own decisions. She had defeated some of the hardest enemies she'd ever had to come up against, all in the name of helping Astarion achieve his goals...without really wanting anything from him in return. She didn't know why she was doing this. She coped by counting it as a healthy distraction for herself and fulfilling her promise to her deceased adopted mother, to be genuinely selfless for once in her life. 

Despite the mental hoops she had to go through, guarding her heart from Astarion proved to be a somewhat good decision after he confessed that he only pretended to care for her originally. He wanted there to be a reason she wouldn't leave him behind. He was using her as a meat shield. But he had accidentally fallen in love with her instead. Efenity wasn't quite sure what to say. More than anything she expected to feel angry, hurt, betrayed.... but she didn't. She felt... sympathetic. She knew he was being honest... and somehow, that was enough to tell herself it was time to stop running from her feelings. He was honest with her, and he deserved that back.

Efenity and Astarion continued to be flirty, but decided to hold off on sex for a while. Mostly for Astarion's sake, but also for Efenity to clear her mind. 

The pair discovered the meaning of the scars on his back put there by his master Cazedor, and how they connect to a ritual that would turn a vampire into a living vampire. A being unheard of. Astarion was determined to not only kill Cazedor, but take his place in the ritual. It was entirely Astarion's decision and Efenity was backing him all the way. 

In truth, he was the most remarkable man she'd ever met and she wanted to help him in a way she had never wanted to help anyone before. Pure selflessness she had never really felt. And for her, that bar was low.

Sure, people would have to die. Souls would be damned. But nothing came free. She was no longer doing this to fulfill a promise to her adopted mother, but because she just… wanted it for him. For his quality of life. She found joy at the idea of Astarion having the things he wanted most. The things that would bring him the confidence and peace he so deserved. And it is in this thinking that she helped him ascend and achieve true freedom and independence.

After helping him ascend, Efenity asked him to truly make her... his. Fully, entirely, in every way. She trusted him more than she had ever trusted another soul in her life. She wanted this more than anything.

She could be with the one person she cared about more than anything else in creation, without the fear of him outliving her or her losing him. The very thought of leaving him to grieve and hunger in the darkness for eternity after her inevitable passing gave her a panicking fear. The threat of loss and grief for the pair of them could be overcome almost entirely.... And she was not going to let that fate slip through the cracks. She refused to allow him the chance to feel the pain of outliving her.

Now that he was the living vampire, he could bite and TURN her. She had nothing to lose. She had no family, no real friends (outside of Shadowheart), no prospects, she had been living on the streets, on coin stolen from heist job to job. In giving her all for Astarion to have everything he ever wanted, she too, could have everything she ever wanted.

So she asked. And Astarion agreed, joyed (but perplexed) that this woman wanted to be with him for eternity. She would willingly submit herself to him, beneath him, forever. He didn’t understand why. In his mind, someone submitting to another willingly was a fool. But... she was his fool. And he knew what he had with her. He felt like he couldn't begin to understand why she'd choose this… but she was giving him everything he ever wanted and expected little in return… and he desired to do the same for her. 

After a night of tender passion...her last night of having warm flesh, Efenity was turned. The initial pain was like NOTHING she'd ever felt before (being a half-elf, elves are affected more by the curse).

But the rush of energy, power, connection, and... a heavy, dark, elation (along with a talk with Astarion afterwards) were in stark contrast. There was so much pleasure and pain in that one night. It was one of the most important nights of their entire lives and undeath, and would continue to be for all of eternity. 

Vampirism on any level tended to amplify one's core beliefs and desires in life. Astarion didn't just make Efenity his spawn. She was his Dark Consort. His spouse. His bride. His right hand. She was his special spawn. She was more important to him than any other creature he could create or come across. Meanwhile, Efenity worshiped him like a god. Well, he was her god, her Lord. He remade her into a new creature. He elevated her. He loved her, in his own dark, devoted, wonderfully twisted way. Just as she gave him her utmost dedication, raw and feral. She would give him the paramount praise and worship until the end of their existence.

Their love was mutually corrupted, and it was everyone else's problem.

Why did your Tav let Astarion ascend?

I've not yet finished Astarion's storyline once, nor have I fully romanced him yet. I know a fair bit about Ascended Astarion though I think, and how it comes to be/how the relationship evolves and how people theorize he treats a Tav/Durge who's romancing him afterwards.

Anyways I got curious while thinking about it today, so I'm asking this genuinely (and if anyone sees this and feels like it, ramble as much or as little as you like, link a post, point me to your oc tag, whatever-), why did your Tav/Durge have Astarion ascend? If they were romancing him and went along with becoming his spawn, why did they do it? (And I know people like to have Ascended Astarion with a specific one of Durge's endings- is that what you pursed/are pursuing as well?)

I know this route is sort of contentious and not everyone agrees on how it's interpreted, I have no qualms with any take on it, whether you believe he still truly loves Tav after turning them, or if he's just going to use them, etc...

Not doing a poll because I can't think of many reasonings seeing as I haven't done this in-game, but maybe I'll make one some other time if nobody responds to this <3