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Summary: Does Baldur's Gate even have public indecency laws? Do we care???

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Art by @kairennart

Fic Summary:

Eager to begin their life together, Astarion and Imara embark on their journey to the Underdark with thousands of vampires under their care, but their exciting new adventure proves perilous when life below ground turns out to be much more difficult than they'd expected.

They soon discover that earning their freedom was only the first step toward becoming the people they wish to be, and that neither their happiness nor their love are guaranteed. Faced with seemingly never-ending hardships and danger, betrayals, and the burdens of leadership, their future together becomes uncertain.

To ensure that their love will weather the centuries to come, they must work together to find a way through the darkness.

Read from chapter 1 on Ao3

Book 2 in the Birds of a Feather series

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Never let your boyfriend choose matching t-shirts

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And to continue from the previous post, look at this gorgeous piece of Syanna that my dear @spite-made-me surprised me with for my birthday🥰Thank you so much bby, I absolutely love it 🥰

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Opening commissions for the first time ever! I only opened a few slots so I wouldn’t get overwhelmed, but if it all goes well, more will be opened asap!

For all the info, click the link below! 🖤🖤

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✨🎭Midnight Forest Waltz🎭✨

Astarion x Syanna (Durge)

for @yennefer-of-vengerbergs , Happy Birthday 💙💜💙

Compare our scars while waltzing at the midnight’s forest A veil of shadows, fairy lights and morning dust on your skin Shimmering under the pale satin of moonlight and the scent of spring and black orchids From an ocean of blood to this moment at the sea of silver eternity Wash yourself clean with celestial pearls of dew underneath the stars 🌠🫧🌊🌘🌊🫧🌠 Do we need to die to be reborn? Can only death give us the chance of living? Dying like the dancing fireflies, floating with us, to see the light of new life again ✨ Once walking alone, now your strange melody starts to making sense to me and we are swinging in the same direction Love makes our hearts dance, lies divide them until we find our rhythm in trust and care Dancing the Midnight Forest Waltz Once beasts and animals to hide; in our chests, in our hearts - teeth and claws, calling for blood 🩸 Did we escape the wilderness and found our sanctum of trees made of fallen stars? 🌠🌳🌲🌳🌠 Sleeping red tulips and camelias, a testament of your velvet dress 🌷 We are dancing like butterflies 🦋 Because I am drawn to you like a moth to the flame 🔥 No night too dark with you by my side, my shimmering light We are waltzing in the midnight’s forest, beneath stars and the silver moon’s river Trees whispering absurd secrets of the night Once lost in a forest of thorns of life’s cruel fate, now ignes fatui show us our dancing ways 🕯 Fairytale, bloodstained ballad, or horror novel, I don’t care Faith or blind chance? Only our hearts and strength does matter We choose our path, no longer alone, no longer lost Dancing a masquerade, no one needs to see us 🎭 Spinning around – Your eyes are all I see, you heart is all I feel Dancing between fireflies and shooting stars, underneath the night sky🌠🌙🌠 Until we are dancing under the sun again ⛅ The moon, the sun, all the same, it makes no difference in the end Holding your hand is my desire, you by my side what I truly admire Sparkling diamonds and stardust of thousand dying pulsars and new born hope I see in your eyes of fresh fallen tree leaves, whirling at the forest glade 🌌🍃 Not waltzing towards our end, but towards the beginning of our story You, I will follow everywhere I will follow you into the dark, the light, the day and the night 🌒 My wicked little witch, bewitching my soul My star, my love, my moth&my flame I will dance with you until the stars fall down, dying – the end of days But rather more until the dawn of a new day A new world, a new beginning – for us, not knowing what the next day brings You make my heart, my head spinning, while we are dancing with butterflies, moths, stars and will-o'-the-wisps ✨ Your dress of shadows and satin swirling around, a moment of silver eternity and dark green Dancing our Midnight Forest Waltz Until the break of dawn, until the sun rises 🌄

Inspired by her fanfiction Masquerade ( I am pretty sure - by that I mean I know - she's got a few very nice fitting screenshots to put under the reblog to show you 😉), Astarion's old wish to be part of the noble high society of the Gate and Syanna's nature&green&countryside and adventure loving, animal friendly, mischievous, playful, with such a caring heart character.

I hope you can read the symbolism of their past, the start of their journey, to especially the end and their life afterwards in it.

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Happy Birthday my dear one 😘 My fellow Yennefer and Ciri girlie 😊 I hope you have a fantastic day and this is maybe a little sweet treat for you and your girl Syanna. Wishing you all the best, not only for today but the whole year until forever 😁 To much more nice conversations in the future I hope 😊

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Little something for my friend I've committed like a crime of passion.

Based on a Crimson Peak still, because ain't that the gothic romance.

(Astarion's haircut is her choice of haircut for our boy ✂)

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a scribble so i do not have any name for this one

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the song of rest

I also have a headcanon about Morwyn and Astarion gossiping in early mornings a least before Lae’zel gets up

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First line tag game

"Rules: write down the first lines of ten of your fics or something like that."

Thank you for the tag @yennefer-of-vengerbergs and @forget-me-maybe 😘

I will tag: @tavyliasin, @whiskeyskin, @devnmon and @damadisangue 💌

Anthem of Love&Ecstasy

Dim light and only the faint sound of Astarion’s soft breath filled the air.

2. RE: Umbrella Asylum

“Here.” Two files slammed audibly and almost rudely onto the scientist's neat desk, but he didn't let that bother him at all.

3. The Heart of The Blade - Blades&Hags

Something was wrong with Wyll. The group agreed on this. For days he had been acting somehow strange, not as they knew him.

4. Endless Blue

"Morning, sleepyhead. Made you coffee." The outstretched hand with the cup of coffee. The embracing warmth of an early but quiet morning with the aromas of sweet sapidity. Like tonka beans in hazelnut nougat, nutmeg and cinnamon.

5. Daylight and Adamantine

"Good morning," it reached Astarion's ears after his eyelashes and eyelids carefully reveal the gaze of his crimson vampire eyes.

6. Godstarion - Elysium's Oblivion

„A god shall only walk once beneath the mortals, to learn about their realm."

7. Visions of Gale

A deep breath. Fresh air filled the lungs of Tav. It already felt like it could be the last time. BUT. IT WAS. NOT. LIKE. THAT.

8. Hold me without hurting me

"I don't know if I should see it as another curse, that there is hardly any suitable prey for me to find here in these Shadowlands, or as a blessing. After all, it allows me to drink my favorite drop from your enchanting neck so often," Astarion enthused, his voice as playful as a whole string quartet.

9. Kissing every one of your ridges – With horns and tail and everything

" You are worth a great deal to me, no matter what you're going through. I care about you. Deeply" "This…this is nice!” This conversation was not many days ago.

10. Fall in Faerûn - Falling Autumn Leaves

Warm, golden rays of sunlight caught in Astarion's white curls. Sun of shimmering bronze and silver reflecting elf curls.