#🩸.astarion

[allpointyears]

Did I ever post this masterpiece?

[pixelpaladin24]

Put everything down I've made the best fucking screenshot of Astarion ever

This is so fucking him in one picture, P E R F E C T I O N

Gods he's such a fucking mood istg

[velnna]

[he1chouarts]

I made this my desktop background

[twi-liight]

Bloodraven by @mooreaux 🐦‍⬛ 🩸

Astarion Ancunin & Branwen Barivir.

[marimosalad]

🦇 x 😈 My brain is so rotten for this ship 🫠 🧠

There’s a NSFW version here 🙈

[asterwinde]

Papa

[allpointyears]

The Skrinkly wants some cake!! 🎂

Been a while since I've done a reblog game, so I thought I'd throw one out for anyone who's interested!

Reblog with a F/O or two and I'll assign them a dessert!!

Examples:

Champagne Cake with Raspberry filling for Zapp Brannigan and Orange Tiramisu for Trenderhoof

(Pr0ship/c0mship/neutrals DNI.)

[allpointyears]

day 1. confession | night

“You are incredible. You deserve something real. I want us to be something real.”

[loquaciousquark]

[Fic] She Dwells with Beauty [1/1]

Rating: T Characters/Pairings: Astarion/Tav Fandom: Baldur's Gate 3 Word Count: 6.4k Summary: Faced with an uncertain battle, an exhausted party, and the endless fires of Avernus, Tav considers Haarlep's offer. When Astarion disapproves, Haarlep makes a new, much more violent suggestion—and this one Tav can't refuse. Notes: Written in part for the hurt/comfort @sweetspicybingo, and should get me the rest of the way to a completed row! My bingo card is here and will be updated shortly.

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Despite the general air of seedy opulence, the heat capable of penetrating down to even his well-chilled bones, and the delightfully imminent threat of bloodshed, Astarion was not enjoying the Hells.

The heat of Avernus was in fact too hot. Neither his nature nor his habits lent themselves to easy perspiration, but perspiring he was, and his armor was chafing badly. The magnificence of the surroundings held much less appeal when peopled by barking, retching, weeping souls, and the deeper Tav led them through the halls to rescue a madwoman, the more certain Astarion became that any blood spilled would be their own. The entire situation had become profoundly annoying, and he was very close to exercising lover’s rights to force Tav back to the matter at hand: namely, ending the soul-binding enslavement of her contract. The current foolish conversation she was currently having with this godsforsaken half-naked incubus, as it happened, was decidedly extracurricular, and he was more than ready for it to end.

Hmph. There was room at Tav’s side for exactly one fiendishly charming fellow of unearthly beauty, and Astarion quite happily occupied the entirety of that position. Besides, the devil—Haarlep—laid on the seduction thick enough he could have spread it on a dinner roll. There was no art, no subtlety; it was a gang of murderous brutes in an alley rather than a single elegant stiletto, and Astarion crossed his arms, unimpressed.

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Links: FF.net, AO3

[legrandepapillon]

🎃 Wyllstarion Halloween HCs 🎃

They’re both equally into the theatrics of halloween costumers but in vastly different ways. Astarion will be like “omg i’m Cher from the 1982 People magazine cover it’s so obvious!” and Wyll will dress as something simple but stay fully in character all night. He dressed up as a pirate one year and after the 5th pirate pun Astarion was on hands and knees asking him to drop the act so he could answer a straightforward question.

Wyll buys full sized bars for the kids every year & passes them out himself. He trusted Astarion to do it one year, but Astarion switched out the big candy’s with cheap peppermints and hoarded all the candy for himself & Shadowheart—so now Wyll has trust issues about candy.

Wyll is into mixology and makes these cute & fun Halloween drinks. you can find him halfway through the night giggling to himself as he puts gummy eyes on his Beholder Bellini.

Astarion has to cut him off because if he doesn’t then Wyll will go entirely too hard and spend all day the next day complaining that he’d “never do that again” and “god Halloween is the worst every single year” knowing he’s going to go all out again

Astarion stays up every night for weeks before the big day, hand sewing and stitching their costumes. No matter what outlandish thing Wyll wants to be, he always has a perfect costume for it. Once he went as a teddy bear just to see where Astarion would source fake fur… there was a loud discussion when Halsin found out that most of said fur was not fake.

They host the Halloween parties at their apartment—mostly because Wyll is the only one in the friend group that can afford to live in an apartment enough to fit ten people. Astarion will bitch and moan about their friends not providing anything, and then be put out whenever someone tries to offer to help with snacks or decorations.

Shadowheart doing Astarion’s Halloween makeup every year because he can’t see his reflection. And then doing Wyll’s because it’s torture to watch him almost stab himself in the eye with an eyeliner pencil.

They have a costume competition on best costume. Wyll is suspicious that it’s rigged, because only Astarion and Karlach ever win & Karlach has worn the same Scorpion from MK8 costume for four years. Still, he doesn’t exactly see Astarion switching out the voting papers so can it really be proven?

Astarion has attempted to work through Halloween a handful of times, mostly when he’s having a bad day. But every time Wyll just asks him to put on his costume for the spirit of the night, and by the time Astarion is done getting dressed, he couldn’t be less interested in opening his laptop.

A little NSFW but by now, it’s a Halloween tradition for Wyll & Astarion to sneak off to find some private time. Wyll doesn’t break character, not even during sex which has given Astarion some interesting orgasms. He won’t even let Wyll mention werewolves for two years after that.

Minthara always wears genuinely horrific and terrifying costumes. Astarion used to think it was very funny to have her answer the door for children while Wyll went to grab candy, until one year where not a lot of children came by. Wyll looked so sad about his near-full bucket that Astarion made sure Minthara never opened the door again.

No matter how careful they are, somehow, someway, every year their coffee table gets chipped during the night. At this point, Wyll is convinced the coffee table has a Halloween curse. Astarion is convinced that curse is named “Wyll & Karlach drunk arm wrestling”.

[circusofthelastdays]

okay but imagine tav accidentally getting sliced in battle, just a minor cut nothing bad, but because of adrenaline + the smell of their fresh blood astarion pops a boner because when he drinks from them they see it as something intimate and he associates the smell of their blood with those intimate moments

[xalatath]

I just want them to be happy 🫠

[fierce-kiwi]

All I need in life to fix me is a white/blonde haired vampire.

[carnivorousdoe]

Here is my most low effort gif in existence. I just wanted to see them kiss (again), I’m sorry.

[he1chouarts]

he was 100% about to say “nothing compared to you,” I cannot be convinced otherwise. this man is slippin