#cazadro

[the-drow-fucker]

I want to kiss Cazador, I want the real vampire.

I want to become his spawn, and make me whore myself out for him, I want him to teach me how to please men so I can lure them for him. I want him to come to my cell at random night to use me as his stress reliever toy. I want him to make me kneel and clean his boots. I want him too look down on me as I suck on the dirty rat because I will always be just a spawn for him to use. I want him to laugh at me sadistically. I want his bitter salty ancient ass. My master, one ane only

[multi-fandom-imagine]

«Bring Me To Life || Astarion ||

A/n:here you all go, it’s up for you all to decide if the reader survives.

{ unless you all want me to make a part two to this }

And big thanks to @shadow-pancake9 for the open ending idea.

It was stupid to agree, to allow him to go through with it, a whisper in the back of you mind telling you to stop this.

To stop him.

So you did the only thing you could do, you through a blade at one of the spawns killing it. Interrupting the ritual, interrupting Astarion’s chance for power and he was furious.

You didn’t even recognize him, you saw nothing but hate behind those eyes you loved so much and then it happened. With in a blink of an eye he was in front of you.

You didn’t feel it at first, but you heard the scream of Shadowheart, Karlach’s shout for you to realize he stabbed you.

The man you had fallen so easily for had stuck his blade in your chest and the pain hit you all at once, blood pouring from the wound.Your knee’s bucking and for a moment you saw the change, the anger slipping away into horror, horror for what he had done.

“NO! No!”

Astarion easily caught you, you felt so light in his arms and gods why were you smiling. It took him a moment for him to even realize that he was crying, tears streaming down his cheeks.

That minuscule of power he had did that? He blinded his love for you? The only one that had ever truly cared for him, that made him feel free. “Please no!! Please.”

He could feel your hand upon his cheek, it felt so cold. Your blood still flowing freely out of the wound pooling around you both.

It made him sick.

“I love you.”

Then your hand feel from his cheek, your breath slowing, your chest nearly coming to a stop and that’s when the panic set in.

“No! You can not leave me! Please do not leave me alone.” Astarion begged, begged for you to just open your eyes.

‘Please open your eyes’

He could fix this, he could change you, make you like him. With the little power he had left he will save you, he had to save you.

Without even thinking, driven by fear at the thought of losing you he sunk his fangs into your neck drinking your blood, he knew he might look mad but he did not care. He couldn’t close you, you will not leave his side.

You couldn’t leave his side.

He did his best to force his blood down your throat and then he waited, and waited.

But nothing changed, your body was still. That same smile on your lips.

That same smile you would always flash him before you walked off to your bed roll. That same smile he would never see again.

He was just like Cazadro, worse than Cazador because he killed the only one he’d ever love. The only one that had ever loved him.

“Please.” Astarion whispered drawing your body in close, his face buried into your neck. A wrenched sob escaped his lips, a cry echoing out in the chambers as he desperately held your body to his chest to you.

He pleaded to the gods, to anyone, begged for you to wake up. He had to see your eyes, had to see you smile at him.

He prayed for you to wake up, to tell him that you loved him.

just open your eyes.

[selfshippingwhore]

It didn’t feel real, Astarion would often think that this was a dream and then he’d wake up in a cell with Cazadro looming over him.

Part of him felt like he didn’t deserve this life, didn’t deserve Firiel or his little girl after all the things he’s done.

His finger caressed the soft cheek of his daughter, she was staring up at him with wide eyes. Firiel was fast asleep, something that she deserved.

Besides it didn’t matter to him, he loved holding his little star.

“I hope you are like your mother. Sweet, kind, so full of love.” He whispered. A small smile forming on his face when her small fingers grasped his own. “So beautiful…My little star.”

[diamondsarebetterthangraphite]

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[multi-fandom-imagine]

« Show Me Your Teeth || Astarion ||

A/n: got asked for a part 3, so here it is. Astarion helping Tav { Reader } with being a vampire.

“Let me se’em again.” Kalarch peered at your face so she would get a better look at your fangs.

Grinning, you parted your lips as you then arched your chin up so she could get a better look at them though Shadowheart rolled her eyes for a moment.

“Yes! It is nice that our dear friend is alive and well but are we ignoring the glaring issue here?”

You and Karlach turned to face the woman, pouts on both of your faces. “What?” “What issue?”

Sighing, Shadowheart ran her fingers down her face as she turned to get help from Gale though the man held his hands up taking a step back.

“It’s the fact that you are a vampire? You-.”

“They will be fine.” Astarion stated as he stepped close to you, his hands placing them on your shoulders as he drew you into his chest. “My love is a vampire yes….but they should be fine for a few days.”

“A few days? Christ Astarion.” Wyll sighed shaking his head. “Isn’t that going to be, I don’t know. An issue?”

Astarion scoffed turning his head to the side as he rested his head on your shoulder. “Nonsense, they’ve drank my blood which will hold them over and I will be taking them hunting, animals only of course.”

He had become rather clingy, something you couldn’t blame him for. Not after what had happened after all.

Giving your companions a weak smile you tipped your head to the side. “He’s right, I’ll be fine guy’s, I mean I don’t really feel anything….but we are going to leave for a few nights…just to be safe.”

Grabbing Astarion’s hand you then bent down to grab your pack as Shadowheart placed her hand on your shoulder. “I am just letting you know, they think it was Cazadro that killed you….seeing him like that…looking so broken. Well Karlach and I didn’t have the heart to tell the truth but be safe my friend.”

Giving her a grateful smile you took a deep breath then walked away with Astarion into the night.

“I know it is hard my love.” Astarion placed his hand on your shoulder as you held the rabbit in your hands. “Just…take what you need or don’t take at all”

He hated seeing your eyes so sad, he knew he would help you eventually but not today, not when you were so new.

Sinking one of your fangs in your lip you then let the rabbit slip out of your arms as it hopped away. “I’m sorry.”

“You have nothing to apologize for my love,this just shows me you have a big heart.”

Stepping towards you, he placed his fingers under your chin forcing you too look at him. “You can feed for me, now show me your teeth darlin.”

Feeling warmth adorn your cheeks, you parted your lips showing him your fingers. “Beautiful, now stand for me love and when you do I want you to bite me.”

Nibbling your lip you stood up then let your fangs graze his neck until you sunk your fangs into his neck as he let out a deep groan. He held you close, his fingers digging into your hips. A shudder ran down your body, you never thought this would taste so good, would feel so good.

Pulling back, you looked up at Astarion to see his eyes darkened with lust as his thumb brushed away the blood on your lips. “You look lovely in red.”

[selfshippingwhore]

Astarion and Firiel trying for kids when everything is over.

Astarion boasting and puffing his chest out proud finding out Firiel is pregnant but deep down he’s terrified. He’s scared because he can’t help but think that he’ll be a horrible father with everything he’s down while under control of Cazadro.

Breaking down when his infant girl gets put in his arms for the first time. She’s so small, he loves her already.

Thanking Firiel for giving him this chance at happiness. For staying by his side at the start, for not leaving him, for loving him, for giving him a family.