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vanillachildofthevalley · 3 days

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i watched one (1) video on how to draw hands that changed my life forever. like. i can suddenly draw hands again

these were all drawn without reference btw. i can just. Understand Hands now (for the most part, im sure theres definitely inaccuracies). im a little baffled

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vanillachildofthevalley · 7 days

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happy 420 and day i reserve a spot in hell

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vanillachildofthevalley · 7 days

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Solar Eclipse Shadows

These solar eclipse shadows form due to the distance between the sun and the leaves on the trees. The distance and the proximity of the leaves to one another cause for a "lensing" type effect, making the eclipse shadow clearer to the human eye.

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vanillachildofthevalley · 7 days

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The Beast that Bothers

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“this character is a heartless villain they’d never love you or ur oc” “this character doesn’t do romance” “this—“

LOUD INCORRECT BUZZER

WRONG! you or your oc is the exception

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vanillachildofthevalley · 17 days

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Oh, you think you're safe now?

Nothing can deliver you from these paws!

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vanillachildofthevalley · 3 months

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felt like writing something about astarion and cuddling. really wanted to capture his cat energy. getting used to physical contact and initiating it by deciding “i sleep here now, you’re welcome” and all

Contains: fluff, gn reader, a little bit of hurt/comfort at the end.

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You feel Astarion hold onto your shoulder as he sinks his fangs into your neck, trying not to disturb you. It’s not his fault, you were just barely asleep, but you feel it all, and you can’t hide your reaction, your little moan of pain and pleasure, your body tensing up, your teeth clenching.

“Terribly sorry, dear, I didn’t mean to wake you,” he whispers, dabbing at your neck with a cloth. So he does clean you up…

You reach for him, trying to open your eyes but just wanting to keep him close to you. Your clumsy fingers find his hair and you run your fingers through it.

“Stay…” you mumble.

“Looking for a cuddle?” he purrs. “Here?”

He lets out a smug little chuckle and makes himself comfortable beside you on your bedroll, casually lounging next to you, and you sleepily hug him and bury your face in his chest. You’re ready to go back to sleep, just with him next to you. He’s not as cold and lifeless as you expected him to be. You know his hands are usually cold, but his body is somewhat warm. All the more reason for him to stay, right?

“Oh,” he says softly, holding you just as softly. You’ve caught him off guard, but it doesn’t last long as he laughs again, much more warmly and endearingly. And even then, that says a lot.

“Sweet pet,” he whispers, rubbing your back. “What are you doing to me?”

You mumble incoherently and fall back asleep.

The next night, Astarion stays with you, completely unannounced after feeding from you. This time, he lays on his back, and you only notice he’s still here when you turn over and touch his side. Too sleepy to question it, you put your head on his chest as he wraps an arm around you and whispers, “I’m here, darling.”

You smile and hug him, before falling back asleep once again.

The night after that, he mentions that the others are starting to notice you’ve been sharing a bedroll right by the campfire. So he invites you to his tent. You fall asleep beside him, under an old blanket that he moves aside just a little bit at one point for his regularly scheduled blood. When you wake up the next morning, he’s under the blanket with you, arms around your waist, chest pressed against your back, warm breath on the back of your neck.

Every night happens like this. You sleep in his tent, he feeds from you, he sticks around to cuddle. He talks to you before bed, helps you get comfortable, and sometimes gets a little playful. Nothing super intimate happens, except that one time he invites you back for another night of passion, but there are plenty of salacious jokes, teasing touches, and the occasional kiss without going much further. He loves getting you riled up.

But he loves holding you every night too, even if he doesn’t say it directly. He talks to you when you fall asleep, or when he thinks you’re asleep. Usually he just calls you cute (or delectable, or something else very Astarion of him to say) and rubs your back. Sometimes he just talks to help you sleep. Sometimes he reads to you until you’re out.

But one night, after you settle into his arms after a long day of fighting where you got knocked down and he cried for you to get up, you’re about to drift off when he starts to say something a bit different.

“You scared me today, darling,” he whispers. “I wasn’t sure you’d ever get back up. If you died…”

He lets out a shaky breath. “Gods, I don’t think I could go on. Please. Stay with me.”

“Every night?” you ask.

“Every night.”

He kisses your forehead. “I don’t want to lose this. Lose you.”

“I know,” you reply. “I don’t want to lose you either.”

He massages your sore, aching shoulders. “Sleep now, darling. You need to rest.”

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vanillachildofthevalley · 3 months

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No because how the fuck does Tav get anything done?

Like imagine being surrounded by all these gorgeous fucking people all the time?

Like I’m not even into woman ok but the way Karlach could probably pick me up with one hand? The way Shadowheart does her hair and talks? How Lae’zel looks literally gorgeous when she’s violently judging everyone (HAVE YOU HEARD HER LAUGH? UGGGGGH-)

AND THATS JUST AESTHETIC ATTRACTION, I LOVE ALL OF THEIR LIL PERSONALITIES

Ok and then with the MEN? If Wyll fucking smiled at me I would explode. If Gale info dumped to me I would be twirling my hair and pretending I didn’t know NOTHIN about NOTHIN to keep him talking.

Don’t even get me STARTED on the fucking vampire I’m absolutely feral for this man. I would get so distracted during a conversation if he was just standing next to me. I’d be trying to listen and then get so distracted when he puts a hand on his hip or some mild bullshit like that.

Sorry to the Halsin simps tho that man in my father figure

Literally I would be so useless if I was in Tavs place and im not ashamed to admit that

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vanillachildofthevalley · 3 months

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Astarion Romance Headcanons 🥀

SFW:

Side glances when you're besides him

Full on staring when you're not

Immediately looking away when you catch him

"You know the way he looks at you, don't you, soldier?"

His pinky itching towards yours when you're walking, wanting to hold your hand but unsure because, is it too much? Will you reject him?

His hands scrunching up your shirt tightly whenever you hug. He's always the last to let go.

You hold on longer and longer each time because he doesn't want to let go.

His kisses are tender and needy.

He likes the warmth of your hands.

Thinking of what tones will suit your perfume the best. He'll gift it to you after all this is over.

He'll sew the holes or tears in your clothes over the night and pretend he doesn't know what happened next morning.

When you move to kiss his cheek he will grimace in annoyance but lean in as you do it.

"Be careful around Astarion, (Tav). He's not serious about you.", the others will warn you. And Astarion will worry you'll heed their words more than his so he'll do so much to prove his love to you, not knowing that you already trust him (even if that is an objectively stupid thing to do lmao).

He started sleeping next to you from the moment you had sex but ever since you've entered the shadowlands, he ends up cuddling in the middle of the night. He misses the sun.

He likes kissing the palm of your hand or its back.

Likes to pack your bag before you leave camp.

"No one's ever going to love me like that again."

Ever since you told him that there's more to him than just beauty and sex, that he's hilarious, for instance, he finds ways to make you laugh. He loves it. He's started being a lot more sarcastic and makes more jokes just to hear your laughter. He'll never admit it, of course. Other than maybe when it's only you two.

Doesn't believe he will be able to love again if you let go of him.

"Don't be so nice to me." he says with round, needy and pleading eyes.

Thinking of ways he can show others you're together so others know you're not available.

Hiding his jealousy, terribly.

He will rip the throat out of anyone with malicious intent towards you.

"I will wait the whole of my life for you, Astarion." He doesn't believe it at first, but the longer you go on without sex the safer he feels and the more he wants you.

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He sometimes cries silently at night, wishing he could make love to you without it feeling so tainted. He wants it so badly, but his past experience prohibits it. The pain of wanting something and being unable to have it only because of himself is too much. He blames himself too sometimes. Wishing he could give you more.

"I don't mind waiting.", you'd say.

"I do. I can't have you, no matter how much I want you.", he'd say.

When you cuddle him sensing he's upset, he will bury his face in your neck to hide his tears. The smell of you is comforting.

Needing you everytime you're tender with him.

Getting aroused when you hug during a kiss.

Wanting to kiss your skin all over, to make you cry from pleasure as you bury your face in his neck.

Wanting you to hold on to him for dear life as you climax.

When he's finally comfortable enough and takes charge of his own sexuality, he'll be so needy.

Realising that the two nights he had sex with you were nothing compared to how good making love to you feels.

When you give up all control to him, letting him do to you as he wants, the pleasure is almost too much bear. The power he feels is palpable and knowing it is you who trusts him so much will drive him near mad.

He will lose control many times so you have a safe word.

You both think of the stupidest word possible as a safe word. Something that makes you both laugh when it's used.

He likes over stimulating you, making you beg and he'll kiss you to calm you.

"It's okay, you can do it, darling.", he'll say stroking you even further and kissing your tears.

"Does that feel good, my love?"

The more you beg the more he loves it.

He likes playing with your hands, holding them in his, touching your fingers, comparing them to his while you rest on his chest, still warm from him being inside of you.

Resting his head against your chest to hear your heartbeat.

Staring at your face and body intently. Taking in every little reaction you make and replaying them over in his head throughout the day.

Staring at you longingly when you're both with the squad, failing terribly at focusing in battle or conversation.

Getting aroused when you're covered in blood.

Seeing you fighting, in general, turns him on. The smell of your sweat, your rapid heart beat, the way your body moves, all of it now only reminds him of making love to you.

Telling you to say his name whenever he's feeling good and you'll chant it as you cum. He loves how it sounds from your lips.

Resting his forehead against yours as he's close to cumming.

"Look at me.", he'll command you.

He likes when your hands rake his hair, pull his hair, tug it whatever. That slight bit of pain arouses him. Better yet, if you bury your nails into his skin.

He likes to look at you falling asleep. It's such a gentle thing. How can someone so strong otherwise be so soft around him? Why him? Why did someone like you choose someone like him? He can't believe he has you.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/50833876/chapters/128419966 I am updating these hcs on my ao3, if anyone is interested!

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vanillachildofthevalley · 3 months

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