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🦇HAPPY FATHER'S DAY!🦇

Astraeus is bored. Not just “nothing to do” bored—existentially, theatrically bored. Lucky for him, he has the most dramatic vampire father in Faerûn to match his energy. Or… ignore it entirely while trying to read in peace. It’s hard being a dad. It’s harder being a fabulous one.

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Halsin's Wittle Ducks

Nature’s gentlest druid knows how to carve straight into your heart. 🌿🦆❤️ In this cheeky design, Halsin cradles two lovingly whittled ducks in the shape of a heart—tender, woodsy, and just a bit suggestive. A nod to his soft side and strong hands, this one’s for the fans who know that behind every bear is a man ready to love... and carve tiny birds for you. 🌲💘

You can always see upcoming designs on my Patreon.

Gale

Astarion

Wyll

Lae'zel

Shadowheart

Karlach

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Karlach's Soul Coins

She’s strong enough to fight for it... and wild enough to mean it. 🔥❤️ In this bold design, Karlach lifts two powerful artefacts shaped into a heart—equal parts battle cry and love letter. Fierce, free, and a little reckless, she’s not afraid to wear her heart (and your fate) in her hands. Perfect for fans who love their romance blazing hot and their warriors unstoppable. 🔥⚙️💘

Gale

Astarion

Wyll

Lae'zel

Shadowheart

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🌸HAPPY MOTHER'S DAY!🌸

HAPPY MOTHER'S DAY TO ALL THE MOMS AND BIG SISTERS OUT HERE!

In this tender yet hilariously defiant one-panel scene, Vess is peacefully asleep with her head resting on young Astreus’s lap. The tiny dhampir stands guard like a feral goblin prince, one hand raised in a commanding “stop” gesture. His face is scrunched in protective determination as he shouts, “NO, PAPA! MOMMA IS MINE! SHE’S MY MAMA!” Astarion, mid-reach to scoop Vess into bed, freezes.. caught between parental concern and sheer disbelief at being out-possessed by his own child.

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Motherhood: A Scam

After nine long months of carrying their child, Vess is exasperated to find that the baby looks just like Astarion... much to his smug delight. A mix of frustration, love, and the undeniable reality of genetics ensues.

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The Astarion Spiral

First, he seduces Vess. Second, he manipulated Vess. Third… I accidentally fell in love. He was so caught up, he wrote it again for the second time as fourth. Who knew the charming spawn would trip over his own heart? This meme captures Astarion’s unexpected descent from playful seduction to genuine affection—with Vess as the lucky chaos muse. Perfect for fans who live for the slow-burn, reluctant romance feels. 💔🩸✨

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All the Light We Never Knew

In a quiet moment beneath the stars of the Underdark, Astarion and Vess cradle their son, Astraeus, his name born of the heavens they never thought they’d reach. A kiss, a shared smile, and the kind of love neither of them ever believed they deserved. Here, in the warmth of each other and the life they created, they’ve found something brighter than survival: peace.

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Durge Vess Having A Cozy Night With Astarion

After fighting and dealing with dark urges throughout the day, Vess wants to curl up on her Vamp-papi with a good book. We can't forget our Owl Baby Quil spending time with us.

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The Underdark Manor

Astarion and Vess made a home in the Underdark. Taking care of the Spawns and giving them guidance in style. They make the Underdark a city so they and the spawns can live normally. Being the heroes of Baldur's Gate has it's perks.

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Wedding Crashers

Astarion and Vess call the Underdark home, but they know it's dangerous. Despite building a civilization there for them and the spawns, sometimes enemies will make their way in.

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Necromancy Of Thay

It was the Ancunín family’s day of reading. While Vess and Astarion discussed a book they wanted to read to Astraeus, the boy wandered off and stumbled upon his father's secret library. A gleaming amethyst jewel caught his eye, its glow almost whispering an invitation to open the hidden room.

As Astraeus explored, Vess suddenly noticed something amiss. “Where is Astraeus?” she asked, her tone sharp with concern. Astarion scanned the library, his sharp eyes locking onto the slightly ajar door to his private study. His expression paled, immediately drawing Vess’s attention. Without a word, the two of them rushed toward the door, their footsteps urgent.

“Astraeus Ancunín!” Astarion’s voice boomed as he stepped inside, spotting the boy clutching an ancient tome. “That is not a book you should be reading!”

Astraeus looked up, his face alight with innocent delight. “But Papa, I can create friends to play with!” he exclaimed, his smile wide with excitement.

Astarion’s chest tightened as he saw the necromantic illustrations on the open pages. He reached out, gently but firmly taking the book from Astraeus’s small hands. His expression softened for a moment, torn between his son’s innocent curiosity and the dangers lurking within the tome’s pages. A fleeting part of him wanted to give in, to let Astraeus indulge if it would bring him happiness. But he quickly pushed the thought aside, gripping the book tightly.

“No, Astraeus,” Astarion said firmly, his voice gentle but resolute. “You cannot create ‘friends’ with this book. This is dark magic, not a toy.”

Astraeus pouted, his bright eyes glistening. “But Papa...” he started to protest.

Astarion pressed a finger to his son’s lips, silencing him. He shook his head again, his expression stern but not unkind. “No buts,” he said. “This is not something for you to play with. It’s dangerous, and I won’t have you putting yourself in harm’s way.”

Clutching the book protectively, Astarion resolved to keep a closer watch on his curious son. His private library would need far more protection, for Astraeus had shown just how determined he could be when something sparked his interest.

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More Than Blood, Deeper Than Hunger...

Her blood still sings in his veins, but it is not enough. It was never enough. Astarion’s hunger is deeper now, sharper—an ache for something richer than blood, sweeter than any feast. ‘I need more,’ he whispers, his lips ghosting over hers. Vess hesitates, caught between breathless innocence and the slow-burning fire of understanding. And when realization dawns, so does surrender. This is no mere hunger... it is desire, raw and all-consuming.

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The Night The Locks Betrayed Us

Astarion wanted to spend a special day with his wife, so he went out of his way to find a trusted nanny to care for their seven-year-old son, Astraeus. Initially, Astraeus wasn’t happy with the arrangement. However, when the nanny showed genuine enthusiasm and a knack for entertaining their little dhampir, his reluctance faded, and he quickly warmed up to the idea.

Feeling accomplished once Astraeus became friendly with the nanny, Astarion turned his focus to planning the day for Vess. They began with a visit to the theater, enjoying a captivating performance, followed by a romantic dinner in Astarion’s city deep in the Underdark.

By the time they returned home, it was late. After thanking and paying the nanny, Astarion picked Vess up in his arms, carrying her to their bed chamber. He kicked the door shut behind them, setting her down gently before locking it with a sly smile.

Before Vess can ask what he’s up to, Astarion silences her with a passionate kiss. Their movements become a seamless, unspoken dance as he guides her deeper into the room. Her legs brush against the chaise in their bedroom’s lounging area, causing her to fall back onto it, with Astarion following her down.

He doesn’t waste a moment, his focus entirely on her as he makes love to his wife, their intimacy filling the quiet of the room with a shared, unbreakable connection. In between time, Vess allows Astarion to feed on her. The combination of Astarion's fangs and their intimacy has them vocal. Suddenly, the sharp sound of a click echoed, and the door swung open.

Astraeus stood in the doorway, his wide silver eyes filled with alarm. “Mama! Are you okay? I smell blood!” he exclaimed, his voice frantic.

Vess’s eyes widened in shock. “Starlight?! How did you...?” she gasped, her words trailing off as she tried to process his sudden appearance.

Astarion’s head snapped toward the boy, his entire body tensing at the sound of Astraeus’s innocent voice. For a moment, he froze, his mind racing with panic as he struggled to react. He couldn't pull away from Vess, his body still joined with her and if he moved she would be exposed. This was a precarious situation, and Astarion knew he had to act quickly. He steadied his voice, though it carried an edge of tension. “Astraeus, Mama is perfectly fine. Go. Back. To. The nanny,” he commanded, fixing the boy with a stern look.

But Astraeus wasn’t convinced. The scent of his mother’s blood lingered in the air, and he wasn’t about to be brushed off. “But, Papa—” he began, his voice rising in protest.

Astarion cut him off, his tone sharper now. “Astraeus, go back to the nanny. Now.” The growl in his voice left no room for argument.

The boy pouted, his silver eyes full of reluctant frustration. Knowing better than to defy his father, he closed the door and shuffled away.

As the sound of his footsteps faded, Vess turned to Astarion, her face a mix of confusion and disbelief. “How in the world did he get in?”

Astarion clenched his jaw, his body trembling with suppressed desire and lingering tension. He let out a low, frustrated curse under his breath. “Gods damn it,” he muttered, his hands gripping Vess’s hips firmly as he held her still. “I shouldn’t have taught that boy how to pick locks.”

The NSFW version of this and the writing for it are on my Patreon!

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Shadowheart's Artefact

She holds the key... and your heart. 🖤✨ In this alluring design, Shadowheart cradles two sacred artefacts in the shape of a heart—dark, powerful, and pulsing with untold secrets. Is it reverence? Temptation? Or something more sinful? One thing’s for sure: once she has your heart, she won’t be letting go. Perfect for worshippers of mystery, moonlight, and a little forbidden love. 🌒💘

Gale

Astarion

Wyll

Lae'zel

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Taking Astraeus To See The Fireflies

Astraeus was still a bit wobbly for a three-year-old, but he could speak well enough to make his excitement clear. The family strolled together through a grove of bioluminescent plants, their soft glow illuminating the fireflies that danced around them like tiny stars. Astraeus's eyes grew wide with wonder. "Mama! Papa! Look at da fryerfiyers!" he exclaimed, his voice filled with delight. He held out his small hands, one grasped by Vess and the other by Astarion. Astarion chuckled, amused by their son's fascination. "Yes, Astraeus, they're beautiful, aren't they?" he said, his tone warm and gentle. The toddler wobbled as he pointed excitedly at the glowing insects, the ethereal lights casting a magical glow over the scene. "Papa, yuppies! I wanna get it!" Astraeus pleaded, stretching his arms toward the fireflies. Astarion smiled, his crimson eyes softening as he scooped Astraeus into his arms. "Alright, Starlight. But remember, they're fragile, so we have to be gentle," he reminded, his voice both patient and firm. Astraeus tried to catch a firefly but fumbled, his small hands too eager. Vess knelt beside him, her movements slow and graceful, and gently captured one of the glowing insects. She held her hand close to Astraeus, letting the firefly crawl into his tiny palm. "You have to be gentle, like Papa said," she instructed with a smile. "Gwentle? No squeeze bug?" Astraeus asked, his expression earnest as he stared at the delicate creature in his hand. "That's right," Astarion said, his voice rich with pride and affection. He reached out to ruffle his son's dark curls. "Be gentle, my son. They're very delicate." He glanced at Vess, his eyes filled with love and gratitude. "He's so fascinated by everything," he murmured, his voice low but filled with emotion. Vess returned his gaze, her smile soft and full of adoration. "He is," she agreed, her voice tinged with humor and pride. "I'm so glad he gets to enjoy these first experiences." Astarion chuckled softly, his hand resting on Vess’s waist as he pulled her closer. "He's nothing like we were at his age," he teased, his mind briefly touching on the memories of their chaotic childhoods. Vess leaned into him, her head resting on his shoulder as she followed his gaze to Astraeus, who was giggling with delight as the firefly crawled across his hand. "With love most of all," she added softly, her voice brimming with passion and joy. Astarion’s heart swelled as he kissed the top of her head, holding her close. "Yes," he whispered, his voice thick with emotion. "Love above all else." As the family stood amidst the glowing plants, Astarion watched Astraeus carefully, ensuring the firefly stayed safe in the boy’s tiny hands. His grip on Vess tightened slightly as he murmured, "We'll give him everything we never had." "And more," Vess replied, her bright smile mirroring his resolve.

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Lae'zel Gith Eggs!

In true githyanki fashion, Lae'zel holds her most precious treasures close—two gith eggs, cradled in a heart-shaped grip that's anything but subtle. Fierce, fearless, and unapologetically dominant, this design is for those who like their love as intense as a githyanki war cry.

Gale

Astarion

Wyll

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Wyll's Eldritch Blasts Shirt Drop!

When Wyll casts Eldritch Blast, he aims straight for yours. 💘💥 In this steamy design, the Blade of Frontiers shows off his power and charm, shaping two potent blasts into a heart just for you. It's arcane. It's bold. It's romantic in a very 'demon pact with benefits' kind of way. Perfect for those who like their warlocks flirty and firepower-ready.

Gale

Astarion

Lae'zel

Shadowheart