#astarion simp

[littlelovelore]

I've got what you need

[perrrfectunikorn]

Bat Astarion new sticker! 💖🦇💖 Cute? If you live in Ukraine, you can order stickers here.

[radical-ghostface]

Big grumpy vampire till Tav walks in the room

[thelittleastarion]

dirtied astarion + visuals

[yunjitsu]

"I've been dead in the ground for long enough. It's time to try living again. With everything life has to offer." ✨it's been a decent amount of time since I painted portraits, but i'm so obsessed with bg3 that i might just paint all the companions soon.✨

[ff69k]

"First in my heart."

I will never not be obsessed with him.

[rakeb4]

For my first real post, here are some bg3 companions. They're being handheld because they cannot be trusted on their own and they need it and also I want to squeeze them.

[fandomjumper]

"𝑻𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒌 𝒚𝒐𝒖, 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒊𝒔𝒏'𝒕 𝒂𝒃𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒔𝒚𝒎𝒑𝒂𝒕𝒉𝒚. 𝑰𝒕'𝒔 𝒂𝒃𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒌𝒏𝒐𝒘𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒘𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒘𝒆 𝒎𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒃𝒆 𝒖𝒑 𝒂𝒈𝒂𝒊𝒏𝒔𝒕."

[flowerboy11300]

The bg3 to stardew valley pipeline is so real

Harvey and Astarion are my bbgs

[sixpossumsinaclownsuit]

So, my partner and I—due to being broke and in college—haven't played baldurs gate yet but both aggressively want to. I've been ranting and raving over Astarion, obviously, and my partner offhandedly said, "I'd probably romance the guy who turns into a bear" and I looked at her, knowing her type, and said "Halsin? oh no, honey, you'll like Gale." And she said who? And that was a few days ago, but today a fanart or something of him popped up on my phone and I showed her and she GASPED. Quickly pulled up tumblr, looked for his tag, and turned an increasingly vibrant shade of red with each picture of him she saw. She had to clear her throat and put her phone down to pretend she was normal. But I know. I know the truth.

Adding the gif so when my wife sees the post she'll hiccup a little

[anaszpan]

[ IMAGINE ] You're a human and don't know how to use a sword or how to fight, so you decide ask Astarion for help. He agrees to teach you basic moves. [ ( ´ ꒳ ` ) ♡ ] A/N : A brief glimpse for something bigger. English is not my native language. Enjoy.

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During the duel, the vampire easily defeats you, knocking you to the ground, emphasizing the importance of practice. You lie on the ground, crushed by his body. You find yourself studying Astarion's face, captivated by the freckles that sprinkle across his pale skin. They seem to add an unexpected layer of humanity to his otherwise otherworldly appearance. The wrinkles around his eyes speak of countless experiences and perhaps even hidden pain, hinting at a life shaped by both darkness and moments of fleeting joy. His dimples, when they appear with his playful grin, betray a side of him that is alluringly charismatic. Your heart rate increases.

The vampire's closeness sends shivers down your spine, making it difficult to concentrate on anything but the intensity in his gaze. There's something magnetic about the way he looks at you — a combination of mystery and longing that leaves you yearning for more. Suddenly you feel embarrassed and turn your head away, trying to regain your composure.

Astarion reaches out a hand to help you up, his touch lingering for a moment longer than necessary. As you stand, brushing off the dirt from your clothes, you can't help but wonder if this training session is about more than just swordplay. The thought lingers in your mind, but you dismiss it as mere imagination. After all, Astarion is a vampire, and vampires are notorious for their charm and seductive nature. It's likely just another game for him. Still, as he continues to guide you through the motions, his touch remains gentle yet firm, leaving you with a strange mix of exhilaration and unease. You can't deny the growing attraction between you, even though you know the danger that lies in indulging in such desires.

— One more time! — He gasped as he got into an attacking position again. You nod, your heartbeat still erratic as you gather yourself. With renewed determination, you resume the sparring match, your focus sharpened by the lingering touch. The dance of blades between you and Astarion intensifies, each move a calculated display of skill and agility. As the minutes tick by, a silent understanding forms between you, a bond forged in the heat of combat ...

[littlelovelore]

alone again

[radical-ghostface]

New obsession 🖤😏🧛‍♂️🦇

[yunjitsu]

doodle of best boi

[evillittlebirdie]

Me at any minor inconvenience: I’m pretty sure Astarion’s Dark Consort doesn’t have to put up with any of this.