#vampire spawn

[the-phoenix-and-the-dragon]

It’s time to start living again

The man who used to be...

[the-phoenix-and-the-dragon]

This is the face of a man who doesn't realise just how fast he's falling.

Astarion watched as she walked around, talking with everyone - all strangers until a few weeks ago. Now they laughed and poked fun at each other as if everyone had known each other for years. Ravyn laughed, bringing his gaze back to her. He watched her as Gale performed some silly magic trick he thought would impress her.

When they'd first met, Astarion feared Gale. Not in a 'oh he's a powerful wizard' kind of way. In a 'this man is (almost) as charming as me, and I should be careful if I want this woman on my side' kind of way. However, as the days passed, Astarion knew Gale wasn't a threat. Ravyn was under his spell now and only had eyes for him. It had been quite easy, considering her profession. He would have thought she would have been more of a challenge, though some aspects had proven more frustrating than others.

Now he wasn't so sure it had been that simple. He could tell her things he could never and had never told anyone else. Things about his 'condition' - the one other than the tadpole. He told her about his former master and some of the torment he put Astarion through in the past 200 years. Hells, after their first night together, something that still played through his mind quite often, he'd told her about the carvings on his back.

"He composed and carved that one over the course of a night," he'd told her. "He made a lot of revisions."

In Ravyn's eyes, he saw anger about what had been done to him. He saw compassion. He saw a tear ready to roll down her burned cheek. She'd dashed it away so that he'd never know, but he knew. He saw everything in her eyes...except pity. The one thing he never wanted anyone to feel for him.

After that night, they seemed unable to stay away from each other. Something pulled them together, and Astarion felt something he hadn't felt in... almost 200 years.

Ravyn's laugh brought him back to the present. There she stood, resplendent in her silks and bare feet. She smiled at him, holding out a delicate hand. A hand that had managed to bring him comfort and pleasure for the first time since he'd turned into a vampire spawn. She smiled at him, and Astarion forgot how to breathe.

No. It...it was impossible. She...that woman died over 150 years ago. Hadn't she? He'd forgotten her. After all, it was his choice to not turn her over to his master, which earned him one of the worst punishments he'd ever gotten. A year nailed inside a wooden box - a coffin. When he was finally let out, his master told him the woman had died. That she had been the sweetest blood he'd ever tasted.

But the bastard lied. Here she stood with him, beneath the stars. The campfire blazing in her silver eyes. The moonlight glittered on her soft skin. Did she know?? Had she figured out who he was to her?? Bold. Bold of him to assume he'd meant anything to her. After all, she was a prostitute. They, like him, existed for only one reason - to do what they were told.

"Astarion," Ravyn called to him again. "Come dance with me."

"I can't. I...," he breathed.

Her hand dropped away. The smile playing on her lips turned down into concern.

"What's wrong?" She whispered after coming up beside him.

Astarion inhaled sharply and smiled. "Oh nothing, Darling. I'm just...starving. That's all."

Ravyn grinned. "You could have just said so earlier. I told you you could feed on me." She reached out to take his hand but he jerked away. He forced out a laugh.

"As much as I would love to taste your sweet nectar, I need something more filling." Astarion turned.

He didn't hear what she'd said as he half walked, half ran away from camp. His mind screamed with questions.

"Why her?" he called to the heavens. "Of all the people, why the f*ck did it have to be HER! The one person I cared... I swore I'd never drink..."

What in the hells was he going to do now??

[taygra5shaon]

he taste like shit. ����

Fix-it AU

one comment made me think what would happen if Astarion brought my Durge to Cazaldor before the main story.

[annikvs]

Resentment. An underlying anger.

[hostilestudios]

Working on the color version now but for now here is my outline.

[vancunin]

[leilah-durge]

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[lakefu]

My Creature 🖤

[astarogue]

Astarion sketch

!! Inspired from a beautiful picture from  casualya.tumblr.com 💕

[tsrmarina]

The sketch with Astarion and his dragon-spawn is complete ✍️ Painted it with loose brushstrokes to give the composition some movement. I couldn’t help but use this music: 🔥🤌

[avenananana]

Part 2 coming soon

uncensored HERE

Masterlist

[kuredent]

Don't mess with me

[annikvs]

Late doing Ascended Astarion x Consort week challenge.

Day 1 "Bonds".

[gh0st-lie]

I...I have no words.

[vancunin]

POV: You're laying next to your beloved vampire in a tavern, simply enjoying each other's presence. 💤

[nxoxart]