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I really don't think Astarion would react well to his partner being self deprecative. I think it would be a mixture of emotions. Like he'd understand the feeling of self loathing, and where it comes from. But I think he'd be upset that you feel that way about yourself. There may be the tiniest bit of doubt in his ability to make you happy, and make you see that you're more than enough for him. Mostly, though I think he'd just want to know where it's coming from.

Because what in the world could possibly be making the most perfect person in the world to think so little of themself. If it's something he's said he'd want to know, and be willing to learn how to correct it so he'd never do it again. If it's someone else, chances are they're dead. If it's coming from inside, then maybe he can help you feel better about it. He'd be supportive of any changes you'd need to make to your life to fix it.

Astarion would definitely want you to feel good about yourself, as he had to learn. Fully understanding that self love is a journey, by the by. He's not even there, but if there's something he can do to help you as you've helped him. Then wouldn't it be selfish to withhold such assistance?

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A new, young magistrate and his mother...

Just a minor continuation of the hc I dabbled on in my previous doodles of Astarion (and his mother, Mrs. Ancunin). Go find the other doodle! It's cute. It has a kid-astarion on it.

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If your request is still open and if you're comfortable with it can I ask for Halsin, Gale, Astarion, Gortash and Raphael on thier wedding night with thier fem S/O?

─ . 𝜗𝜚‧ characters : halsin, gale, astarion, gortash, raphael

─ . 𝜗𝜚‧ content warning : mostly fluff, implied nsfw but nothing explicit, no use of y/n, fem!reader

─ . 𝜗𝜚‧ words : 1,2k (235~ for each characters)

─ . 𝜗𝜚‧ author's note : love i'm so sorry this took so long but school is eating me tf out (and not in the way i'd rather it to be done)

( not proofread, english is not my first language ☆)

─ . 𝜗𝜚‧ halsin :

Your wedding takes place in the Grove, decorations adorning the pillars and the fountain. The fireflies waltzed gently through the air, the weather was mild, Spring had arrived and the trees were in bloom. Of course the wedding would take place during the season of love.

Halsin wears a set of traditional Druid robes, his hair loose and braided with rosemary and lavender, his brown locks seeming to be the real earth that grows them.

His bare feet dig their heels into the fresh earth as his eyes landed on you.

Your hair was loose and held in beautiful waves with little flowers set into it. You were wearing a traditional druidic dress, the shades matching Halsin's outfit perfectly.

Silvanus had more than blessed him; he felt touched by his personal grace to have you as his eternal partner.

After exchanging your vows, you were drowned in a shower of petals from various flowers, all smiling as you kissed.

Everyone was dancing and an all-you-can-eat buffet was on display. Your chairs were the ground, the rocks and the steps leading up to the grove from the fountain.

When you and Halsin escaped the festivities, you found no bridal bed of feathers and straws, but headed for the forest.

In a clearing sheltered from view, a witch's circle covered in moss and flowers awaited you.

Man or Bear, this night was set to be unforgettable for you both.

─ . 𝜗𝜚‧ gale :

Gale had embellished an entire room, the powers of the Weave bringing an atmosphere and aesthetic beyond imagination.

Wisteria rained down from the endless ceiling, particles of violet, blue and golden light twirled in the air, bringing smiles to every body they touched.

Gale wore superb violet robes, had on his most beautiful earrings, his beard coated with sweet, spicy-scented oils.

The guests didn't need to be many, but all Gale's acquaintances and yours were there, and that was enough for you.

When you arrived, your dress was light, silk and crystal organza mingling like flower petals to trail your steps.

Your vows were exchanged, and with a smile he kissed you to the cheers of all around.

The surrounding area was transformed into a glade, the stars shining like diamonds on a blanket of blue velvet. Fairies flitted here and there, and you and Gale were lying on a set of soft rugs, chatting about everything and nothing over bunches of grapes and other fruit.

The atmosphere was a perfect reminder of your first night, in the forest, the milky way crossing the night like a multicoloured ribbon. Just the two of you.

Just the two of you? You turned your eyes, and the guests were gone, and the surroundings had changed again. A little teleportation, and you'd found yourselves in a bed, smiling and warm-skinned.

─ . 𝜗𝜚‧ astarion :

If there was one point of honour Astarion was counting on, it was that your wedding took place before sunset and continued through the night until he took you to bed at sunrise.

Everything was surrounded by jewels, gold and silver at the request of Astarion, who hoped that this extravagant organisation would make the sun shine all around him and the guests.

Cazador manor had abandoned its coldness to welcome the warmth of the many guests, wine in their bellies, and laughter exploding in every corridor.

Astarion was elegantly dressed, having personally chosen the fabrics for his black, white and red attire.

The crowd fell silent as you descended the steps leading to the main hall, your dress and veil a gradation of white to red to black. If Astarion still had a heartbeat, he was sure it would have stopped in its tracks.

Your vows were exchanged as the sun crossed the horizon, and the party resumed in earnest.

The whole night was spent waltzing around, laughing as Astarion told you jokes about every guest present, and downing flutes of champagne bubbling with excitement.

When dawn came, he didn't waste a single second taking you in his arms, carrying you like a princess to the door of your quarters.

Your heart beat in unison as the sun peeked through your curtains and flooded Astarion's face in a warm caress between your thighs.

─ . 𝜗𝜚‧ gortash :

the event was inevitably gigantic. The whole town was to cease its day's activities, abandon its work and come to the castle to celebrate.

All the best pastry chefs and cooks had been requisitioned by his orders to offer as much variety as possible in the dishes. The event was so grand that it made you wonder whether Gortash would not take the opportunity to make this a public holiday, a day of celebration for all in honour of your union.

Of course, Gortash had paid who knows how many gold coins for the best stylists he could find to make his outfit and yours.

He smiled courteously at the guests in the throne room, always mindful of the need to forge links and do business.

But these thoughts soon faded from his mind as you entered the room, dressed all in white, the very incarnation of purity and perfection before his eyes.

Your vows were exchanged, and a thunderous applause filled the room as the bells rang outside. You both left the château, the crowd throwing rice and petals into the air as you entered your carriage.

He would have loved to let the whole castle know that night that you were his wife, but he had built a house away from everyone where you could properly consummate your love.

─ . 𝜗𝜚‧ raphael :

The House of Hope has never been so full of demons and guests of honour. I mean hell, the entirety of the Nines have been invited in here. You even wondered how the marble hadn't crumbled since then just by the sheer number of people here. But by some trick that has escaped you, just for this occasion, everything has been enlarged.

Raphael's wings have been covered in jewels, fine golden chains set with precious stones running around the edges of his wings, bracelets gleaming on the horns of his skull as he adorned the most elegant robes the underworld had to offer.

All the decadence of the underworld ceased for just a few moments as you descended the stairs to the main hall, Raphael's dark eyes covering your entire body.

You were wearing his colours in one of the most sumptuous outfits he had ever seen, and for this he had put all the best stylists on the case.

It was without doubt the most expensive wedding in centuries, and Raphael would probably have been furious if it hadn't been.

The vows were exchanged, and it took every ounce of the demon's strength not to rip off every bit of fabric separating your skin from his hands.

Fortunately for him, he didn't have to respect any marriage rules, certainly not in the underworld or in his own home.

It didn't take him long to kiss the back of your neck and for you to disappear in a dark cloud to the roars of joy from the guests.

halsin, gale, astarion, gortash, raphael

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I was wondering if you could write astarion with an extremely shy Tav who has a hard time speaking up for themselves

Aww of course! Thank you for the ask!

I kinda did a reaction and a bit of a headcanon? I do hope that's okay! But please enjoy!

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°Astarion hasn't really ever had an issue with expressing his opinion about something.

°So when he first joins your little group he instantly picks up how shy you are!

°In a way he finds it oddly adorable!

°But he also knows your shyness means others may try and take advantage

°This is something astarion just cannot allow y/n!

°All this being said now...

°He's quick to jump in situations when you can't seem to handle it

°I've said this many many times but astarion will NOT let you get picked on

°He's very very protective!

°Now if you're speaking to HIM and you get shy well... It's just adorable to him!

°You? Get shy? Because of him? Aww y/n!!

°But for reals you never have to worry about him making fun of you or even allowing someone else to!

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One night at tavern, you and the group decided to rest there for the night as it was currently raining.

Astarion was off talking to gale about some crazy fight you previously had. You had went up to get everyone some warm food and something to drink.

As you were telling the barkeep what you wanted, this burley man walks with a cocky attitude up to you.

"Hey beautiful what's something like you doin up here All by yourself?" You try to push his words away because you didn't want to argue tonight, you were tired and soaked from the cold rain from outside.

"Aw what's wrong beautiful? Can't speak?" With a chuckle he reaches his hand out to play with some fabric on your clothes, this made you VERY uncomfortable so you told him "I-i'm sorry I'm t-taken." You tried to make yourself sound... Bigger? But all the man did was laugh, so you turned away and tried to focus on the barkeep.

Meanwhile atstarion has been watching the whole time.

So as you turn around to bring everything to the table you noticed an empty seat, scouting the bar you see astarion walking up behind the man.

"Excuse me nasty little thing but I'm afraid if you speak to my darling ever again I will have to decorate the ground with your innards"

You stand there kind of shocked, the man turns around to try and pop off to him but stays silent, "Hm?" Astarion grins just slightly at the mans reaction, "Whatever" the man storms off

Atstarion walks up to you holding out both hands. "well darling you can't carry everything"

You giggle and give him a kiss on the cheek.

A way of simply showing love but also a silent way of thanking him!

With everything calm now you and astarion make your way to the table and everyone eats and laughs for the rest of the night!

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Act 1 Gale be like

Here’s the original image

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Vamptober Day 16: Astarion

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Надо было 10 лет слушать эту песню чтобы она дождалась моей балдурской эры и была вписана сюда🥀🥀

🎶 Ludo – The Horror Of Our Love

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New line alert! NEW LINE ALERT!!

Astarion now has a new line when you offer him to feed on you for the first time!

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In the shadows

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I bet Astarion, after Cazador is gone and he's had some time to process and is ready for intimacy again; is definitely a whimperer. His moans, previously practiced and perfected, become desperate and wanting as he claws and squeezes against the flesh of his beloved. He gasps for air and holds himself as close to his partner as he can as he whines into their neck. And when he's finally pushed over the edge, it's the sweetest sound you've ever heard.

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Look what we’ve got here finally for this Batstarion Sunday!! ✨✨✨

see the full pack on RB! 🤍

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Night kiss🌙

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Now that's hospitality!