#oc: averyll springheart

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Take another peek inside Astarion's tent.

See the sweet and sticky uncensored version here

Another gorgeous piece of art commissioned from the amazing @kasumitanart

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Gossip husbands Astarion and Averyll by the delightful @nadiezda

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Halsin and Averyll share a special moment. Ty for another gorgeous art @milton-chamberlain

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"Who eats them like that? You're embarrassing me." (help I love you so much my heart is exploding)

A post-victory visit to Mum's inn for Averyll's favourite food in all of Toril- his Mum's sweet rolls.

Gorgeous art by @shinkomiii

Read their story here

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"How does he look?" Angelus asked, railing the little bard, gaze half-lidded as he looked to Astarion.

"Like a perfect little slut," Astarion purred, gathering saliva from the corner of Averyll's mouth to spread it over the swell of his bottom lip.

Uncensored pic here

Art by @kasumitanart

Angelus is @thatcerealkiller's baby boy

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"And now you're all mine, aren't you, my love?"

"Yes," Averyll sighed, his breath warm and moist on Astarion's lips, "Every part of me."

Morning camp canoodling courtesy of @kasumitanart

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More of their story here:

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Just another sweet embrace between Averyll and Astarion

See it uncropped in all its sticky glory here

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Averyll mewled, rolling his head back without a care for the time of day or if their neighbors were in their rooms, and it made Astarion laugh.

“He makes such beautiful music, and you play him like a virtuoso.”

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Angelus is @thatcerealkiller 's son

Amazing art by Martovskiy Zayac

They are just hugging, Tumblr mods its fine.

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Averyll took to the sea and Angelus went to find him

Beautiful art comm by @annat-art of @thatcerealkiller 's boy as the daring Corsair that heeded my boy's siren song.

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Averyll and Astarion share a (not so) quiet evening away from camp.

Gorgeous art commissioned by me from @noadeaart

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Read their story here:

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Averyll and the feral strays he's adopted and tamed.

Another gorgeous portrait from @celticbotanart

Big boi Angelus is @thatcerealkiller 's son

I love how Oriel managed to make Astarion look both sweet and like the chaotic evil gremlin he truly is.

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Life is good for the Heroes of Baldur's Gate.

Averyll and Angelus get ready to go on a date while Astarion prepares to go do some chaotic evil stuff. Beautiful painting by @dafna-winchester commissioned by myself and @thatcerealkiller of our beautiful slutty sons and their vampire.

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Beautiful render by Idylla

"Gods, you're beautiful."

Read their story here:

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"I've got you, Little Bird."

Averyll and Angelus spend quality time on the household's favourite piece of furniture.

OC: Angelus is @thatcerealkiller's son

Gorgeous sketch commed by us from the wonderful @iizuumi

See the uncropped image here

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Another quiet night at home and a wholesome hug shared between Averyll, Angelus and Astarion.

Uncropped here

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Except from Chapter 1 of Act II -- Before We Go Any Further:

Averyll sighed against Astarion’s mouth, his lips parting for his exploring tongue. He melted against him, one arm around his back as his other hand cupped his face. It was sweet and warm, though Averyll could feel the heat rising in him with every stroke of his tongue. A moan rose in his throat unbidden as their tongues slid and twined around each other. He knew Astarion could smell his arousal on him now, and he was suddenly self-conscious which made him withdraw. 

Astarion tilted his head, now his turn to look concerned. “I… thought you were enjoying that?” 

Averyll shifted his gaze down and away again, his cheeks and tips of his ears hot. “I was– very much. Too much.” 

“Then why pull back?” Astarion asked, perplexed. 

Averyll directed his gaze back up, searching those ruby depths. He couldn’t see much red at all though, the pupils blown wide. “I know that you…can tell when I feel… now, and I don’t want to make you feel uncomfortable or obligated to do anything you don’t want to.” 

“Oh,” Astarion said, sounding a bit deflated. It was his turn to look down and away, “It’s not that I don’t want to, Averyll.” He sighed and looked back up, “I very much want to. I just… my past is filled with well I said dirt before, but it's so much worse than that.” He cupped Averyll’s cheek, “So much so I almost don’t want to taint you with it by sharing it with you. Perhaps one day. For now, though. I just want you to know that I do want you. I want to make you sigh and moan and sob with ecstasy, I just… can’t. Right now.” He frowned, the lines on his face deepening. 

“I appreciate you telling me that,” Averyll said. “I just– even just kissing you makes me, well. I’ve been told I’m a lot when it comes to my desires and I don’t want to frustrate or overwhelm you. I want you to have whatever space you need to heal from whatever it is that you’ve been through. You don’t have to tell me anything unless you want to. I won’t ask.”

Astarion’s lips pulled into a sad little smile, “And you’re such a sweetheart for that, Darling.” 

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beautiful art by @evaporatingvoid