#Tavaria Stormgleam

[paganwitchisis]

Fun Facts About Your Tav!

Screenshot of Tavaria Stormgleam

Tagged by @nyx-knox (thank you SO much for the tag! I love tags, especially for my Tav!)

1. Is Your Character Good, Evil, or Neutral? (Makes some good decisions, some bad ones?)

Tavaria leans towards more good than neutral. She is selfless and willing to do anything for others HOWEVER she learned a few tricks from Astarion. One being to steal. If it can be looted, it is in her bag of holding!

2. What Hobbies Do They Partake In?

Tavaria loves to read. She particularly loves romance books with 2 bit smut. She loves to read stories with happy endings and she is a sucker for true love. She loves the smut aspect particularly after Astarion was gifted her virginity. She loved the concept of two becoming one and the deeper connection she gains from it. She was a sucker all things related to love. Tavaria likes to sing or hum when alone, never gaining the confidence to sing in front of others yet. Astarion caught her a few times but she still refused to sing in front of him.

3. Do They Own Any Heirlooms From Their Family or Ancestors?

Tavaria comes from an abusive family and she would rather not have anything from her family or ancestors. She doesn't have heirlooms because of that and instead creates new traditions and memories with Astarion.

4. Can Your Character Cook?

Yes and very well too! She just doesn't like to so she delegates that task to Gale more often than not. She is particularly good at making curry and beef stew. Tav occasionally cooks and when she does, nothing is left behind. Karlach especially loves Tav's cooking!

5. Does Your Character Have a Best Friend?

Yes. Tavaria used to have a few friends but no one she could rely on until Karlach came into the picture. Karlach is always there for Tavaria and they share everything about each other. Karlach gets all the juicy gossip about Astarion (with a few exceptions. Tav does respect Astarion and wont say anything too sensitive). Other than Karlach, Gale is a decent friend but since Gale still harbors feelings for her, Tav refuses to lean on him too much due to that.

6. Their Biggest Fear?

Tav is terrified of never finding herself. She lived with abuse so much that she had to bend herself to other's will for too long. She lost her sense of who she was and wants to regain it. She is afraid she never will figure out who she truly is because of the trauma. Astarion has been helping her and guiding her in her therapy but they both need help and can only offer support to each other. Jaheira tends to help as well.

7. Name One of Their Red Flags.

Tavaria needs to have control over herself because for as far back as she can remember, she had others controlling her. She doesn't want that to happen again and so she needs to be in control of her own being (not really drinking for example and no drugs as well as she can't have her body be out of her control). She never controls others, like Astarion. Instead she retreats to her tent if things become too much. Astarion usually would join her and they'd find a way to help her feel in control. Usually in the bedroom but Astarion is fine with it as Tav always asks consent and she never does anything to trigger his trauma.

I tag @thechaoticdruid, @brain-rot-central, @bardic-inspo @redlittlefoxari @aevallare @scaryanneee for fun! No pressure to do any of this lol <3

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Another portrait up!

This one is for @paganwitchisis beautiful Tavaria Stormgleam! 💜

Thank you so much for participating! 😊

[paganwitchisis]

Tavaria Stormgleam :) I already made a second post on this with tags. This is an awesome game!

Yay another OC picrew tag game

picrew linked yoinked from @elinorbard

Asmodea my beloved. This is pretty much a perfect representation of her post-game.

(to clarify for anyone who reads my fic - for all intents and purposes that is NOT a vampire fang. ...or IS IT?)

Tagging @brabblesblog @spacebarbarianweird @mj-bites @grandmother-goblin (you pick which OC(s) lol) @tragedybunny

@snowfolly @bhaalbaaby @tallymonster

I'll stop there, you know what to do.

[paganwitchisis]

OC Smash or Pass!

Tagged by no one. I just was envious and no one tagged me :(.

Rules: include physical descriptions or pics, and propaganda. the “other” label can be used for “sexuality misalignment” (ie: oc is femme and you’re gay, vice versa or you aren’t into smashing but a specific thing you wanna do with them like perhaps hug or study them under a microscope idc).

Meet Tavaria Stormgleam.

Facts:

Height: 5'4"

Age: 35

Gender: female

Pronouns: she/her

Sexuality: Hetero/cis except she is a bit bi curious. She may explore it in one of my fics ;)

Pros:

Natural Leader - Tavaria is a natural leader and inspires all those around her. She follows her heart and empowers others to believe in themselves.

Intelligent - Tavaria is intelligent which helps her lead her companions. She sees the situation in advance and plans ahead to make favorable outcomes.

Great Gut Instinct - Tavaria has natural instinct that allows her to help her companions and herself from unfavorable encounters. She knows when is the best time to stay and fight or run away.

Persistent - Tavaria doesn't give up. She is a strong capable woman who is set in her ways. A strong sense of justice.

Honest - Tavaria is an honest and trustworthy person.

Cons:

Low Self Esteem - Tavaria tries to hide it but she has low self esteem and hates herself. She has scars from her past she also tries to hide.

People Pleaser - Tavaria can tend to want to please people rather than get into a confrontation

Non-Confrontational - Tavaria does not like fighting or confrontation and tends to avoid it.

Traumatic Past - Tavaria suffers from flashbacks and nightmares from her abusive history.

I tag @thechaoticdruid and @redlittlefoxari

[paganwitchisis]

You're Mine (Smutty Astarion Fanfiction)

Title: You’re Mine

Summary: This is a take on how Astarion feels and reacts when he watches the Bhaalspawn Tav fall to her father and get resurrected again. Anticipate emotions and a lot of smut.

E for Explicit!!!

Pairing – Astarion X AFAB Female Tav

Word Count 4,020

AO3 link here!

Thank you @cafekitsune for letting me use the dividers. You're an amazing graphic designer!

Thank you @alyssac9 for proofreading this fic!

Warnings! – Porn with a little plot, PinV smut, smut, oral sex, angst, fluff, creampie, multiple orgasms, possessive and protective Astarion, upset and emotional Astarion, I am not sure if there is more.

Story:

This couldn’t be real.

None of this could be real.

Astarion was in shock as her body fell to the ground, Bhaal’s final act of blood on Tavaria Stormgleam. Astarion’s breath came out in pants, he began to shake, and his body screamed at him to run to her. The woman, whose bed they shared not hours ago, was now cooling, her heartbeat forever stilled.

Astarion ran to her, ignoring Shadowheart and Karlach, who stood motionless. He dropped to his knees and gingerly picked up his lover when a sob finally escaped him. Her eyes were open, and her body was limp. He couldn’t accept this.

When he was being tortured for two decades, he had prayed to every god and goddess imaginable to save him, yet when he was finally saved, and the woman behind it accepted him for who he was, those same gods took her away. No... not gods, only one. Bhaal.

Astarion began to sob openly; his cries of anguish echoed off the chamber in a way that made his sobbing after Cazador’s defeat seem like child’s play.

No.

He only just told her he loved her.

They had a future together, and now?

Now, she was dead.

“Tav? Tav, wake up!” Astarion tenderly handled her body, willing her to focus her glazed-over eyes and look at him. She didn’t, though. She just laid there.

“No! You can’t die!” Astarion cried out. His chest felt tight, his face had gone numb, and nothing made sense anymore. He dropped his head into her armor and fisted her exposed underclothes in his hands. “I love you! Come back to me!”

“Astarion, she’s…” Shadowheart tried to rationalize with the grieving man.

“No! She needs healing! Help her!” Astarion snapped back, baring his fangs towards his allies. He let go of her clothing and held her upper body up to his chest, crying as he buried his face into the crook of her cooling neck. His sobs and moans of anguish were so loud that he almost didn’t notice Withers.

Their oldest camp colleague was circling the two of them and started to speak, but Astarion couldn’t make out what he was saying. After a moment or two, Tavaria’s body began to move in Astarion’s hands, her body levitating as Withers declared she would not die; he would not allow it. Astarion was still on his knees, watching in shock as her body thrummed with magic. Slowly, her body came back down to the floor, and Tavaria began to blink.

Astarion held his breath as he finally heard what he had been straining to hear – her heartbeat. He was numb as Tav began to move. She struggled to get on her feet, but he was there in a moment and was helping her to her feet. As soon as she stood, he had her in his arms. He wrapped one arm around her waist, the other went to the back of her head, and he kissed her deeply, needing to feel her alive. Withers smiled as he waited for Tav to pull back and address him, the mysterious being who brought her back to life.

Tav thanked Withers while Astarion still held her tight. He wouldn’t let her go; he was too afraid to. Physically, she seemed to be alright as she spoke to Withers and found out she was no longer cursed with unholy blood. Her heartbeat sped up as she squeezed Astarion in a hug while in jubilee; she was ecstatic that she was now free! He was happy for her, but after experiencing her death, he found he was still numb. What he wouldn’t give for some privacy with the woman he loved. He needed to know she was alright; he needed to kiss and touch her, but most of all, he needed her. He needed to feel she was alive; he needed to feel her as closely as possible and as intimately as he could. Astarion needed Tavaria like no other man needed a woman.

At one point, Withers walked slowly away. After Tav thanked him one last time, Shadowheart and Karlach finally joined them near the center of the room. Shadowheart waved her hand and used her magic to assess Tav, and she smiled.

“All good. You have a clean bill of health. Welcome back... although it seems you have someone else welcoming you at the moment.” Shadowheart joked while Astarion growled lowly, holding Tav the entire time.

“Soldier, you should have seen Fangs! He went crazy after you died.” Karlach began to say when Astarion cut her off.

“I’m so happy my grief entertained you,” Astarion snapped. Tav frowned and looked at him. She also wished for a little bit of privacy so they could speak. It was obvious to anyone with eyes that he wasn’t okay, and as his lover, Tav was concerned.

Thankfully, for them both, they would have the chance soon to speak.

It didn’t take the party long to return to the Elfsong; their entire trek back was quiet. Astarion held Tav’s hand the entire way back, still afraid to let go of her.

Once they got back, Astarion stopped Tav from going upstairs for a moment, and he sought out the innkeeper. On the other side of the room, the innkeeper was busy dealing with a lot of customers, but that didn’t deter him from his task. Once the innkeeper was found, he broached something he had been thinking about the entire way back.

“Is your other room still open?” Astarion asked as he made his way to the side of the bar and finally got a hold of the innkeeper’s attention. It was then that Tav knew what he was trying to do and that he was asking the innkeeper about the other room to secure it. She wasn't sure what he had in mind, but they both knew they needed to talk.

“Yep! After the murder, no one wants to touch it.”

“How much is it to rent?” Astarion began to fish in his pockets for the gold he owned. Rarely would he buy something, but in this case? It was for Tav, so it was worth it. Thankfully, she believed in splitting the gold equally. Otherwise, he wouldn’t have much in terms of gold.

“Five hundred gold, and you can have it for a month.”

Astarion would have bargained with him, but his needs were too pressed for time, so instead, he pulled out a bag of gold and threw it toward the innkeep, who was rather surprised.

“There is seven fifty. I don’t feel like counting it out, so include her meals for the time we are staying. On top of renting the room, of course.”

The man thought for a moment as other clientele sought to get his attention, and he accepted. The innkeeper tossed a pair of keys at the young couple and turned to help the clamoring guests while Tav was scooped into Astarion’s arms, thanks to his vampiric strength. She let out a yelp of surprise but giggled as Astarion bounded up the stairs to their new room. She wrapped her arms around his neck and held on as he seemed to embrace the contact.

Astarion put Tav down to open the door with the keys he was given, and no sooner had they entered the room and locked the door than his lips were on hers. Astarion pressed his lips to hers rather hard as he helped her back up towards the bed in the spacious room. He needed to touch her, craved it, even, as he thrived on the constant patter of her heartbeat. She was alive and was there before him, touching him and loving him when only hours ago, she was as dead as he was. Except hours ago, she wasn’t walking or talking. She was limp in his arms. She was dead.

No, not dead anymore, and he’d be damned if this didn’t change anything. Astarion pulled his lips back to murmur against hers.

“I love you, Tavaria Stormgleam. I love you.” Tav would just kiss him silent, once again; Astarion slowly began shedding her armor as they continued back to the bed. His hands couldn’t move quickly enough as her breastplate and leather armor began falling to the floor with a clang. He unhooked his armor so that it would fall to the floor along with his beloved’s. He could feel the tears coming forward. He had too much turmoil inside, and although he needed to touch her, they needed to talk.

“When you died…” A sob racked Astarion’s body. He didn’t try to hide his emotions with her. She was the only person he could be honest with, the only person he could feel at home around. “When…when…”

“Shh, it’s okay. Astarion, sit down for me. Let’s talk,” Tav said as she closed the small distance to the bed and sat down on the edge. She patted the edge of the bed and waited as he sat down next to her.

Astarion couldn’t help himself; after he sat down, he began to weep.

“I… your body... your wonderful and amazing heart wasn't... and you died... you died!” His thoughts were jumbled, and nothing made sense. His lover had died before him, and he held her limp and dead body for minutes before she came back to him. Minutes that felt like hours. Minutes that tore into him and made him feel such distress. Minutes they could never get back. Astarion began to weep uncontrollably; his sobs were loud, and he couldn’t hold in the pain.

Tav sat there and held Astarion as he dipped his head into the crook of her neck, crying so much that her shirt was wet from his tears. His arms circled her waist and held her close; the familiar smell of vanilla, of her, permeated his nose and reminded him how safe he was. How loved he was.

Eventually, his sobs subsided, and he could speak properly. Tav kissed his forehead, his cheek, and his jaw, comforting Astarion as his arms tightened around her.

“My love. My love… I…” Astarion wiped his eyes with his sleeve and sat back a moment. He wiped his nose a bit as his nose was now stuffed, his eyes red and puffy, and a developing headache reminded him of his grief.

“Shh. It’s okay. Take a breath, honey,” Tav reassured Astarion, who, after a moment or two, took her suggestion. After a few breaths, she continued to speak, “There you go. Now, tell me everything. I’m here. I love you.”

“You... you made the right choice and died for it. You wonderful and idealistic woman. Gods, I love you, but to see you die... To hold your corpse in my arms as I struggled to wake you up… That... it was a lot…” Astarion began kissing Tav on her jaw, shoulder, and neck. “I can’t live without you, Tavaria Stormgleam. I love you. I need you. I want you.” Astarion drew his hands up, and he tenderly squeezed her left breast, making Tav groan in pleasure. He pushed forward, drinking her deep as his soft, supple lips met with her own. His lips were a little chapped, but he drank her in. Her scent, her love, her hot and vibrant body drew him in and reminded him of her life.

“Are you sure, Star? I know you’re coping, but…” Tav pulled away slightly to speak.

“Then let me cope,” Astarion whispered back against her lips. “I need to feel you alive.” Astarion fondled her other breast, which elicited a moan from Tav. He quickly used his dexterous other hand to yank her shirt off her.

“Then take me. I’m yours,” Tav purred. She knew he was struggling, and she knew that he struggled with his emotions. Unlike others, Astarion didn’t have the emotional depth to talk about all his feelings, and instead, he would act in a way that would show his feelings and his love.

“Mine. All mine, and only mine,” Astarion growled. “No one will take you from me again!” He kissed her again and tried his best to ignore his headache and chest tightness. He knew he had to calm down but didn’t know how. This was all new to him and completely a first.

Astarion unhooked the clothing band that held her breasts, and he crawled onto the bed, pulling Tav along with him. He was thankful they both discarded their shoes shortly after entering the room. She helped him shimmy her underwear and trousers off her and to the floor so that she was bare before him.

“You’re a vision,” Astarion mumbled, his hands now tracing the outline of the woman lying on the bed beneath him. His fingers glided across her collarbone, the sides of her breasts, her stomach (which earned a giggle), and her hips and thighs before he took her lips once again. She tugged on his clothes to remind him of how overdressed he was. Astarion pulled his lips back and, in a fluid motion, removed his shirt by tugging it up and over his head.

“Sweet hells, you’re beautiful,” Astarion said as he looked up and down her body seductively. Tav sat up and started to work on his trouser laces when he stopped her.

“Patience, darling. Lay down.” Tav cocked an eyebrow at his request but did as she was told. Astarion spread her legs as he knelt between them and stared at his goal. Her womanhood glistened with slickness from her arousal. He licked his lips. He loved her taste and making her feel good, but today was different. She died.

He wouldn’t tease her as he dove in and clamped his lips over her clitoris. Tav moaned loudly and tried to move her hips, but he held them down. He took his free hand and probed her entrance with one finger to gauge how slick she was, and he was pleasantly surprised to find her dripping. He met no resistance, so he slid his second finger in, garnering a low moan from her as she writhed in ecstasy above him. He curled his fingers and pumped them fast and hard into her weeping maidenhood.

“Oh yes, Star, right there! Fuck!” Tav cursed in bliss. “You feel so good.”

Astarion heard her, but he was also listening to something else he desperately needed to hear for reassurance. Her heartbeat. He licked, sucked, and twisted his tongue around the nerve center of her parted labia as fast and tenderly as he could. He wanted her to come, not be in pain. He watched as she crested, screaming his name as her tissue contracted inside of her and wrapped around his fingers. His cock throbbed at this, wanting desperately to bury himself deep inside her.

Astarion slowly pulled his fingers out of Tav, who mewled in disappointment. She had a deep ache and a need to be filled, and he was determined to fill that need. He finally undid the laces of his trousers and pulled them down, springing his erect cock free from its tight confines.

Astarion laid down next to Tav on the bed and placed his hands on her hips, directing her to straddle him.

“Come sit on your throne, my love,” Astarion huskily said as Tav lined his cock up with her entrance.

“You’ve been a bit possessive today. Are you going to be okay?” Tav asked, unable to wait until later for the reply.

“Darling, I am a vampire. We’re always possessive. After having everything taken from me for centuries, I finally have something... someone who is mine, and I’m not letting go. I love you, and we’re equals, but after what happened today, you’re mine. No one will touch you again.” Astarion growled the last part and kissed Tav again as she slowly slid down on his thick mast.

Tav moaned deeply and audibly as she finally was filled with her lover’s thick cock.

“Mmm, you feel so good,” Tav expressed after pulling back from his kiss. “Your cock was made for me. It fits so well.”

“Let’s see how many orgasms I can squeeze out of you, my sweet,” Astarion challenged. “You’re mine, and you’ll be treated like a fucking queen.” Astarion snarled, still upset over what had happened earlier. He loved feeling her warmth wrapped around his cock, her heartbeat speeding up with anticipation of what was to come, the slight blush on her cheeks from her past orgasm, and the sweat on her skin from the little bit of activity they did. She was alive. That was what mattered. She was with him and living again.

Astarion started a gentle pace and began making love to Tav affectionately. He brought his hand to her breast and began to knead the tender flesh, his lips finding her nipple as he playfully flicked and sucked on it. She was embarrassed, but she was already close by. He could feel it as he continued his rhythm, and he began to pick up the pace. He slammed into her hard, like a piston, every time he drew back. He didn’t go fast, but it was enough to push her over the edge.

Tav cried out again as his cock was enveloped in white, hot heat that almost made Astarion spill his load too. He had to slow his pace, or he would have come too soon. He kept thrusting as she squeezed him, and she couldn’t help but purr in pleasure. She stopped bouncing on him after her orgasm and spoke to him.

“I know your favorite position, Star. Want to change positions? I’d love to have you deeper inside me.”

Astarion smirked as they both knew what she was talking about. He loved it when he made love to her from behind. He could hit deeper, and he loved her ass slapping against his lower stomach. He eagerly shook his head ‘yes’ and watched as she got on her hands and knees, facing away from the man she loved. He took his cock in hand and lined it up with her peach, slick with want and desire. He slowly slid into her once again and started at a slow rhythm. He rolled his hips and slammed his cock deep inside after he pulled almost all the way out. He couldn’t help slapping Tav’s backside once. This surprised her as he had never done this before.

“Gods... you’re mine. All mine. I love you, Tavaria. Come hard for me.” Astarion grunted out as he moaned. He never moaned when he was disassociating and was hunting for marks. It wasn’t until after Cazador’s defeat, did he let himself enjoy sex. He finally moaned and grunted in pleasure instead of biting his tongue or not being present during sex. He loved being vocal during sex: it was liberating, and Tav enjoyed hearing his groans of bliss. He snapped his hips particularly fast and deep, earning a low sigh of joy. Tav gripped the sheets as he sped up; his hand reached around and began rubbing her clit in a circular motion.

Astarion reached his other hand around and fondled her bouncing breast. Her breasts heaved back and forth with his rhythm. He felt the coil low in his belly start to tighten, and he knew he was drawing close to his orgasm.

“You’re alive,” Astarion whispered against her neck as he leaned over her. His rhythm was now at a punishing pace. “You’re alive.”

“Yes, Star, I’m alive, and I’m all yours. Come in me, fill me!”

Astarion circled her clit faster until she finally raptured again, but this time, she pulled him with her. The tight, wet, hot, narrow walls of her cleft snugly convulsed and milked him. His manhood throbbed as thick ropes of his semen sputtered from him and coated her insides. He waited until the throbbing had stopped before he began to pull out.

“Do you have another one in you?”

“What? But that would be four! We’ve never…” Tav asked; her heartbeat slowed as her sweat-glistened body began to cool from the exercise. The room smelled of sex, and Astarion was still hard. “You’ve never come more than once.”

“There is always a first for everything, darling. Now, about my question?”

Tav turned and laid down in the bed, with Astarion over her, when she replied, “I think I have one left in me.”

Astarion purred at this as his velvet-like baritone voice whispered to her, “Good. I said you would be treated like a queen, and I meant it. Let me make you drip me for weeks.”

Tav started to rub Astarion’s ears; he moaned rather loudly from her ministrations. “Darling, if you keep that up, I won’t last.” Tav giggled, stopped playing with his ears, and yelped when she felt his hands pick up her legs and pressed them to her chest. He leaned over her and kissed her deeply as he speared himself back into his beloved’s juncture.

Astarion pulled back and kissed Tav’s jaw and cheek, but he couldn’t help but kiss the pulse point when he got to her neck. She stretched her neck to the side, and this action exposed her neck further for him and gave him more access.

“Bite me. Feel how alive I am.” Tav whined, her hips matching Astarion’s as he rolled them into her at a quickened pace. He didn’t think twice before he gently sunk his teeth into her. He moaned when he felt her wine-like blood hit the back of his throat. It was so warm, so vibrant, and a testament to the spark of life emanating within her. He sealed the wound with his saliva and tongue almost as soon as he began drinking, in fear of taking too much. His cock was now harder than it had ever been before, her blood now coursing through him and dulling the ache in his stomach.

“Gods, you taste delicious, darling.” Astarion was pounding into her even more as he returned to kissing her dearly. He, once again, coated some of Tav’s slick on his finger and went back to stimulating her clit. “I’m yours, Tav.” Astarion pulled back to mutter and was pleasantly surprised when Tav sucked on his neck and left a rather bruised patch of skin in her wake.

“There, now I marked you!”

Astarion wasn't sure if it was her marking him or if he was just that close without fully realizing it, but he couldn’t stop himself from going over the edge as soon as she pulled her lips away from his purple and red flesh. He finally emptied himself inside of her, his body bent as close as possible, over her sandwiched form. He circled her clit faster and aimed better; so, after another thrust or two, she was finally going over the edge as well. Once the panting couple had finished their orgasms, he pulled out. A small amount of spend stuck to her inner thighs as she was full of him. He helped her lower her legs, and he kissed her once again.

That night, the couple cleaned each other up and the bed before they finally took their solace in resting in each other’s arms. Astarion laid his head on Tav’s chest as they got comfortable to sleep, his ear over her heartbeat. He wouldn’t take her mortality for granted and would be damned if anything happened to her again. He closed his eyes to trance, thinking about how lucky he was that she returned to him. She was his love, his life, and his home.

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Kinky NSFW Alphabet (Astarion and Tavaria Stormgleam)

It says I was tagged by @nyx-knox but I don't see my name in the post. Regardless this seems like fun!

Kinky NSFW Alphabet

Tagging: Anyone who wants to play!

A = Aftercare (What they’re like after sex)

Astarion likes cleaning Tavaria up and they both share many baths together, just cuddling and cleaning each other. Astarion will not shy away from giving massages or getting Tav food to keep her strength up. They usually cuddle and kiss each other deeply before going to bed, tangled up in each other.

B = Body part (Their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

Astarion is an ass or thigh person in my HC. He loves how her ass slaps against him or when he is between her thighs, it is hard for him to resist biting her.

Tavaria loves Astarion unconditionally and doesn't have a favorite body part. She may just love his heart over his body.

C = Cum (Where does your muse prefer to cum/have someone cum?)

Tavaria - She loves it when Astarion comes inside of her. She loves feeling him fill her to the brim, she loves the pulsating and hearing his grunts and moans of pleasure as he finishes.

Astarion - coming inside Tavaria is like a siren's call. He can't break free if he even tried to. Astarion also likes to feel the contractions as they pull him inside and milk him for what he has. Astarion also likes the idea of breeding with her. He wants to make her belly swell with their progeny (something he was against until after the battle of Baldur's Gate when he allowed himself the chance to have a future together.) He wants the world to see what they did.

D = Dirty secret (Pretty self explanatory: a dirty secret of theirs)

Tav felt guilty for lusting for Astarion following the confession and purposely punished herself. She would refuse masturbation, regardless of her desire, until after Cazador's defeat and the graveyard scene. Astarion was none too pleased when he found out about her self inflicted punishment.

Astarion was not able to stop himself from taking care of his needs after biting Tav in act 1. In Act two, he would masturbate in front of Tav as he drank. He couldn't be touched but there was something primal about her blood that made him want her on every level. In act 1, Astarion would imagine what it was like if he slipped inside her while he fed and Tav was asleep. He never did but the curiosity was there.

E = Experience (How experienced are they? Do they know what they’re doing?)

Astarion is already known

Tavaria is newer to sex and although she is not a virgin, she learned a great deal of information from Astarion who is always happy to instruct her on new forms of sex.

F = Favorite position (This goes without saying)

Astarion prefers doggy style. He can get deeper that way. He loves the view of her ass slapping against him and he has control in this position. A close second would be missionary as he loves seeing her come and watching her facial expressions as she drew near. If he was fucking Tav, it would be doggy but he liked missionary for slow and sensual love making.

G = Goofy (Are they more serious in the moment? Are they humorous? etc.)

They do both. There are times when they are serious and declaring their love for each other and humorous/funny times while they are intimate. Tav believes if you can't laugh during sex, that you're doing it wrong or with the wrong person. That's why they try to enjoy one another to the fullest.

H = Hair (How well groomed are they? Does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

Astarion is an elf and as such, has no body hair. Tavaria tries to have no hair there but it is impossible to always be like that. Sometimes instead she will have a tidy patch of hair instead.

I = Intimacy (How are they during the moment? The romantic aspect)

They only see each other. They are completely smitten and in love with one another that the world doesn't matter when they couple.

J = Jack off (Masturbation headcanon)

As mentioned above, Tav punishes herself for lusting for Astarion after the confession until the graveyard. Astarion was none too pleased because he figured she was masturbating away from him, instead she was denying herself. After the graveyard scene he makes it well known that she is to come to him for her desires and that lusting was normal and natural. (it is more detailed in my fanfic "What Love Can Change"). He won't have her wanting when he can sate her so for the future, he doesn't let her masturbate unless he can't help her get off. Instead he makes sure she is sated in every sense of the word.

Astarion had to jerk off a lot in act one, something he didn't do much before then because of the abuse by the hands of his master. He was lusting for Tav quite a bit and when he fed off her, the desire was too much and he would find some dense trees or an area far from camp to blow his load.

K = Kink (One or more of their kinks)

Astarion has a breeding kink while Tav is newer to sex and isn't sure what she would like. Tavaria's kink is most likely sensory deprivation.

L = Location (Favorite places to do the do)

Astarion would prefer to make love to Tav in a plush bed as he always wants to give the best to his lover however any place will do in a pinch. Astarion will fuck her anywhere.

Tav isn't too picky where they make love but she does wish they could do over their first time in the same clearing. The right way this time.

M = Motivation (What turns them on, gets them going?)

Tavaria is hyper sexual so anything can get her going, from him using his hands to unlock something to more obvious displays of desire. Astarion on the other hand can smell her wanting him and that never fails to get him hard and wanting.

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

No putting anyone down during intimacy (degradation) and no whipping or belt due to Tavaria's past.

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

Astarion loves going down on Tav. He loves making her mewl and whimper in pleasure. He also likes receiving as that was something that was rarely done to him before Tav came into his life. Tav loves to give Astarion blow jobs often knowing his past and how this is a new experience.

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

If they are fucking or doing a quickie, it is fast, hard and deep. If they are making love? It is slow, sensual and caring. It all depends on what theyre doing.

Q = Quickie (Their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

Every day. Getting ready to quest? Quickie. Going to get a bath and bent over to check the temp? Astarion will take the opportunity. They love it.

R = Risk (Are they game to experiment? Do they take risks? etc.)

Tav is willing to experiment so long as it is something that wont trigger her. Tav came from abuse and so some acts of sex are off limits. Astarion doesn't mind, he experimented enough that he finds that although it can be refreshing, he sometimes likes the monotonous.

S = Stamina (How many rounds can they go for? How long do they last?)

Astarion generally can go for a bit and come multiple times while Tavaria is brought to almost delirious levels of bliss from the multiple orgasms Astarion pulls out of her. They spend more time on foreplay than sex because once the main event is going on, they never last. Astarion always comments about how Tav's wet hot heat is so tight against him that he almost spills at the beginning of their coupling while Tav can't get used to Astarion's girth.

T = Toys (Do they own toys? Do they use them? On a partner or themselves?)

There is two magically infused toys they use but only once in a while.

U = Unfair (How much they like to tease)

Astarion used to tease Tav a lot however as time went on, he found he never wanted to delay or deny her anything and so he wouldn't tease her the same way as before.

Tavaria is so new to certain sexual escapades that she is not skilled in teasing. She will try once in a while but will fold soon after.

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

Tav can get loud thanks to Astarion however she will try her best to be silent if they are camped somewhere where privacy is an issue. Astarion would try to make Tav loud when these moments happen, he always wanted to make it know she was his.

Astarion used to make performative moans when he was under Cazador but once he was free of the man, Tav could tell the difference. His moans were lower in octave but so much more raw!

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

Astarion loves it when Tav pegs him. At first it was scary for him due to the abuse he endured, he wasn't sure he could without falling into the bad memories or disassociating yet when Tav and him finally tried it, He felt safe with her and damn did it feel good for him.

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

We know Astarion (Thank you Larian!)

Tav has many scars on her thighs due to self mutilation in her younger years. Astarion never thought of her as less beautiful because of it.

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

Tavaria is hyper sexual and lusts often for her lover

Astarion matches her in desire

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

Tavaria sometimes falls asleep in the bath following intimacy and doesn't make it to her bed. Astarion dries her off and tucks her in. The feeling of his arms around her makes her feel safe, loved and wanted. After being properly sated, she is left exhausted and falls asleep quickly.

This leaves Astarion to take care of her and love her throughout the night. Once she is safe in his arms he will trance but when he wakes before her, he will dote on her, love her and sometimes read to pass the time. Usually he loves to listen to her heartbeat as it is comforting to him.

Check out "What Love Can Change" here for more details on their love and intimacy :)

[paganwitchisis]

You're Mine

Summary: This is a take on how Astarion feels and reacts when he watched the Bhaalspawn Tav fall to her father and get resurrected again. Anticipate emotions and a lot of smut.

E for Explicit!!!

Pairing – Astarion X AFAB Female Tav

AO3 Link is here

Word Count: 4,035

RATED 18 PLUS

Warnings! – Porn with a little plot, PinV smut, smut, oral sex, angst, fluff, creampie, multiple orgasms, possessive and protective Astarion, maybe more but I can’t think of it.

Story:

This couldn’t be real.

None of this could be real.

Astarion was in shock as her body fell to the ground, Bhaal’s final act of blood on Tavaria Stormgleam. Astarion’s breath came out in pants, he began to shake and his body was screaming at him to run to her. The woman whose bed they shared not hours ago was now cooling, her heartbeat forever stilled. Astarion ran to her, ignoring Shadowheart and Karlach who stood by motionless. Astarion dropped to his knees and gingerly picked up his lover when a sob finally escaped him. Her eyes were open and her body was limp. Astarion couldn’t accept this.

When he was being tortured for two decades, he had prayed to every god and goddess imaginable to save him yet when he was finally saved and the woman behind it accepted him for who he was, those same gods took her away. No...not gods, only one. Bhaal.

Astarion began to openly sob, his cries of anguish echoed off the chamber in a way that made his sobbing after Cazador’s defeat seem like child’s play.

No.

He only just told her he loved her.

They had a future together, and now?

Now, she was dead.

“Tav? Tav, wake up!” Astarion tenderly handled the body, willing her to focus her glazed over eyes and look at him. She didn’t, though. She just laid there.

“No! You can’t die!” Astarion cried out. His chest felt tight, his face had gone numb and nothing made sense anymore. Astarion dropped his head into her armor and fisted her exposed underclothes in his hands. “I love you! Come back to me!”

“Astarion, she’s…” Shadowheart tried to rationalize with the grieving man.

“No! She needs healing! Help her!” Astarion snapped back, baring his fangs towards his allies. Astarion let go of her clothing and held her upper body up and to his chest, crying as he buried his face into the crook of her cooling neck. His sobs and moans of anguish were so loud that he almost didn’t notice Withers.

Their oldest camp colleague was circling the two of them and started to speak, but Astarion couldn’t make out what he was saying. After a moment or two, Tavaria’s body began to move in Astarion’s hands, her body levitating as Withers declared she would not die and he would not allow it. Astarion was still on his knees as he watched in shock as her body thrummed in magic. Slowly, her body came back down to the floor and Tavaria began to blink.

Astarion held his breath as he finally heard what he had been straining to hear – her heartbeat. Astarion was numb as Tav began to move. She struggled to get on her feet but Astarion was there in a moment and was helping her to her feet. As soon as she stood, Astarion had her in his arms. Astarion wrapped one arm around her waist, the other went to the back of her head and Astarion kissed her deeply, needing to feel her alive. Withers smiled as he waited for Tav to pull back and address him, the mysterious being who brought her back to life.

Tav thanked Withers while Astarion still held her tight. He wouldn’t let her go, he was too afraid to. Tav seemed to be physically alright as she spoke to Withers and found out she was no longer cursed with unholy blood. Tav’s heart beat sped up as she squeezed Astarion in a hug while in jubilee, Tav was ecstatic that she was now free! Astarion was happy for her, but after experiencing her death, he found he was still numb. What he wouldn’t give for some privacy with the woman he loved. Astarion needed to know she was alright, he needed to kiss and touch her, but most of all, he needed her. He needed to feel she was alive, He needed to feel his lover as closely as possible, as intimately as he could. Astarion needed Tavaria like no other man needed a woman.

Withers walked slowly away at one point after Tav thanked him one last time, Shadowheart and Karlach finally joined them near the center of the room. Shadowheart waved her hand and used her magic to assess Tav and smiled.

“All good. You have a clean bill of health. Welcome back...although it seems you have someone else welcoming you at the moment.” Shadowheart joked while Astarion growled lowly, holding Tav the entire time.

“Soldier, you should have seen Fangs! He went crazy after you died.” Karlach began to say when Astarion cut her off.

“I’m so happy my grief was entertaining to you.” Astarion snapped. Tav frowned and looked at Astarion, she also wished for a little bit of privacy so they could speak. It was obvious to anyone with eyes that Astarion wasn’t okay and as his lover, Tav was concerned.  

Thankfully for them both, they would have the chance soon to speak.

It didn’t take the party long to return to the Elfsong, their entire trek back was quiet. Astarion held Tav’s hand the entire way back, still afraid to let go of her.

Once they got back, Astarion stopped Tav from going upstairs for a moment and he sought out the innkeeper.  On the other side of the room, the innkeeper was busy dealing with a lot of customers, but that didn’t deter Astarion from his task. Once the inn keeper was found, Astarion broached something he was thinking about the entire way back.

“Is your other room still open?” Astarion asked as he made his way to the side of the bar and finally got a hold of the innkeeper’s attention. It was then that Tav knew what Astarion was trying to do and that he was asking the inn keep about the other room to secure it. She wasn't sure what he had in mind but they both knew they needed to talk.

“Yep! After the murder, no one wants to touch it.”

“How much is it to rent?” Astarion began to fish in his pockets for the gold he owned. Rarely would he buy something, but in this case? It was for Tav, so it was worth it. Thankfully Tavaria believed in splitting the gold equally, otherwise he wouldn’t have much in terms of gold.

“Five hundred gold and you can have it for a month.”

Astarion would have bargained with him, but his needs were too pressed for time, so instead, he pulled out a bag of gold and threw it towards the inn keep who was rather surprised.

“There is seven fifty. I don’t feel like counting it out, so include her meals for the time we are staying. On top of renting the room, of course.”

The man thought for a moment as other clientele sought to to get his attention and he accepted. The innkeeper tossed a pair of keys at the young couple and turned to help the clamoring guests while Tav was scooped into Astarion’s arms thanks to his vampiric strength. Tav let out a yelp of surprise but giggled as Astarion bounded up the stairs to their new room. Tav wrapped her arms around his neck and held on as Astarion seemed to embrace the contact.

Astarion put Tav down to open the door with the keys he was given and no sooner had they entered the room and locked the door was Astarion’s lips on hers. Astarion pressed his lips to hers rather hard as he helped her back up towards the bed in the spacious room. He needed to touch her, craved it, even, as he thrived on the constant patter of her heartbeat. She was alive and was there before him, touching him and loving him when only hours ago she was as dead as he was. Except hours ago, she wasn’t walking or talking. She was limp in his arms. She was dead.

No, not dead anymore, and he’d be damned if this didn’t change anything. Astarion pulled his lips back to murmur against hers.

“I love you, Tavaria Stormgleam. I love you.” Tav would just kiss him silent once again, Astarion slowly began shedding her armor as they continued back to the bed. His hands couldn’t move quick enough as her breast plate and further armor began falling to the floor with a clang. Astarion unhooked his armor so that it would fall to the floor along with his beloved’s. Astarion could feel the tears coming forward. He had too much turmoil inside and although he needed to touch her, they needed to talk.

“When you died…” A sob racked Astarion’s body. Astarion didn’t try to hide his emotions with her. She was the only person he could be honest with, the only person he could feel at home around. “When…when…”

“Shh, it’s okay. Astarion, sit down for me. Let’s talk” Tav said as she closed the small distance to the bed and sat down on the edge. She patted the edge of the bed and waited as he sat down next to her.

Astarion couldn’t help himself after he sat down as he began to weep.

“I…your body...your wonderful and amazing heart wasn't...and you died...you died!” His thoughts were jumbled and nothing made sense. His lover had died before him and he held her limp and dead body for minutes before she came back to him. Minutes that felt like hours. Minutes that tore into him and made him feel such distress. Minutes they could never get back. Astarion began to weep uncontrollably, his sobs were loud and he couldn’t hold in the pain.

Tav sat there and held Astarion as he dipped his head into the crook of her neck, crying so much that her shirt was wet from his tears. His arms circled her waist and held her close, the familiar smell of vanilla, of her, permeated his nose and reminded him how safe he was. How loved he was.

Eventually his sobs subsided and he could properly speak, Tav was kissing his forehead, his cheek and his jaw. This comforted Astarion as his arms tightened around her.

“My love. My love…I…” Astarion wiped his eyes with his sleeve and sat back a moment. He wiped his nose a bit as his nose was now stuffed, his eyes red and puffy and a developing headache reminded him of his grief.

“Shh. It’s okay. Take a breath, honey” Tav reassured Astarion, who, after a moment or two, took her suggestion. After a few breaths, Tav continued to speak. “There you go. Now, tell me everything. I’m here. I love you.”

“You...you made the right choice and died for it. You wonderful and idealistic woman. Gods, I love you, but to see you die... To hold your corpse in my arms as I struggled to wake you up… That...it was a lot…” Astarion began to kiss Tav on her jaw, her shoulder and her neck. “I can’t live without you, Tavaria Stormgleam. I love you. I need you. I want you.” Astarion drew his hands up and he tenderly squeezed her left breast making Tav groan in pleasure. Astarion pushed forward, drinking her deep as his soft supple lips met with her own. Astarion’s lips were a little chapped but he drank her in. Her scent, her love, her hot and vibrant body drew him in and reminded him of her life.

“Are you sure, Star? I know you’re coping but…” Tav pulled away slightly to speak.

“Then let me cope.” Astarion whispered back against her lips.”I need to feel you alive.” Astarion fondled her other breast which elicited a moan from the woman. Astarion quickly used his dexterous other hand to yank her shirt off her.

“Then take me. I’m yours.” Tav purred. Tav knew he was struggling and she knew that he struggled with his emotions. Unlike others, Astarion didn’t have the emotional depth to talk about all his feelings and instead would act in a way that would show his feelings, his love.

“Mine. All mine, and only mine.” Astarion growled “No one will take you from me again!” Astarion kissed her again and tried his best to ignore his headache and chest tightness. He knew he had to calm down, but he didn’t know how. This was all new to him and completely a first.

Astarion unhooked the clothing band that held her breasts and he crawled onto the bed pulling Tav along with him. Astarion was thankful they both discarded their shoes shortly after entering the room. Tav helped Astarion shimmy her underwear and trousers off of her and to the floor so that Tav would remain bare before him.

“You’re a vision.” Astarion mumbled, his hands now tracing the outline of the woman laying on the bed beneath him. His fingers glided across her collarbone, the sides of her breasts, her stomach (which earned a giggle), her hips and thighs before Astarion took her lips once again. Tav tugged on his clothes, to remind him of how overdressed he was. Astarion pulled his lips back and in a fluid motion, removed his shirt by tugging it up and over his head.

“Sweet hells you’re beautiful” Astarion said as he looked up and down her body seductively. Tav sat up and started to work on his trouser laces when Astarion stopped her.

“Patience, darling. Lay down.” Tav cocked an eyebrow at his request but did as she was told. Astarion spread her legs as he knelt between them and stared at his goal. Her womanhood glistened with slick from her arousal. Astarion licked his lips. He loved her taste and loved making her feel good, but today was different. She died.

He wouldn’t tease her as he dove in and clamped his lips over her clitoris. Tav moaned loudly and tried to move her hips but Astarion held them down. He took his free hand and probed her entrance with one finger to gauge how slick she was and he was pleasantly surprised to find her dripping. He met no resistance so he slid his second finger in, garnering a low moan from the woman who writhed in ecstasy above him. Astarion curled his fingers and pumped them fast and hard into her weeping maidenhood.

“Oh yes, Star, right there! Fuck!” Tav cursed in bliss. “You feel so good.”

Astarion heard her but he was also listening to something else he desperately needed to hear for reassurance. Her heartbeat. Astarion licked, sucked and twisted his tongue around her nerve center of her parted labia as fast and tenderly as he could. He wanted her to come, not be in pain. Astarion watched as she crested, screaming his name as her tissue contracted inside of her and wrapped around his fingers. Astarion’s cock throbbed at this, wanting desperately to bury himself deep inside her.

Astarion slowly pulled his fingers out of Tav who mewled in disappointment. She had a deep ache and a need to be filled and Astarion was determined to fill that need. Astarion finally undid the laces of his trousers and pulled them down, springing his erect cock free from their tight confines.

Astarion laid down next to Tav on the bed and placed his hands on her hips, directing Tav to straddle the man.

“Come sit on your throne, my love.” Astarion huskily said as Tav lined his cock up with her entrance.

“You’ve been a bit possessive today. Are you going to be okay?” Tav asked, unable to wait until later for the reply.

“Darling, I am a vampire. We’re always possessive. After having everything taken from me for centuries and finally have something...someone, who is mine, I’m not letting go. I love you, and we’re equals, but after what happened today, you’re mine. No one will touch you again.” Astarion growled the last part and kissed Tav again as Tav slowly slid down on his thick mast.

Tav moaned deeply and audibly as she finally was filled with her lover’s thick cock.

“Mmm, you feel so good.” Tav expressed after pulling back from his kiss “Your cock was made for me. It fits so well.”

“Let’s see how many orgasms I can squeeze out of you, my sweet.” Astarion challenged. “You’re mine and you’ll be treated like a fucking queen.” Astarion snarled, still upset over what had happened earlier. He loved feeling her warmth wrapped around his cock, her heartbeat speeding up with anticipation of what was to come, the slight blush on her cheeks from her past orgasm and the sweat on her skin from the little bit of activity they did. She was alive. That was what mattered. She was with him and living again.

Astarion started a gentle pace and began making love to Tav affectionately. Astarion brought his hand to her breast and began to knead the tender flesh, his lips finding her nipple as he playfully flicked and sucked on it. Tav was embarrassed but she was already close. Astarion could feel it as he continued his rhythm and he began to pick up the pace. He slammed into her hard like a piston every time he drew back. He didn’t go fast but it was enough to push her over the edge.

Tav cried out again as his cock was enveloped in white hot heat that almost made Astarion spill his load too. Astarion had to slow his pace or he would have come too soon. Astarion kept thrusting as she squeezed him and she couldn’t help but purr in pleasure. Tav stopped bouncing on him after her orgasm and spoke to Astarion.

“I know your favorite position, Star. Want to change positions? I’d love to have you deeper inside me.”

Astarion smirked, as they both knew what she was talking about. Astarion loved it when he made love to her from behind. He could hit deeper and he loved her ass slapping against his lower stomach. Astarion eagerly shook his head ‘yes’, and watched as Tav got on her hands and knees, facing away from the man she loved. Astarion took his cock in hand and lined it up with her peach, slick with want and desire. Astarion slowly slid into her once again and started at a slow rhythm. He rolled his hips and slammed his cock deep inside after he pulled almost all the way out. Astarion couldn’t help as he slapped Tav’s backside once. This surprised Tav as Astarion never did this before.

“Gods...you’re mine. All mine. I love you, Tavaria. Come hard for me.” Astarion grunted out as he moaned. Astarion never moaned when he was disassociating and was hunting for marks. It wasn’t until after Cazador’s defeat did Astarion let himself enjoy sex. He finally moaned and grunted in pleasure instead of biting his tongue or not being present during sex. Astarion loved being vocal during sex, it was liberating and Tav enjoyed hearing his groans of bliss. Astarion snapped his hips particularly fast and deep, earning a low sigh of joy. Tav gripped the sheets as Astarion sped up, his hand reached around and began rubbing her clit in a circular motion.

Astarion reached his other hand around and fondled her bouncing breast. Her breasts heaved back and forth with Astarion’s rhythm. Astarion felt the coil low in his belly start to tighten and he knew he was drawing close to his orgasm.

“You’re alive.” Astarion whispered against her neck as he leaned over her. His rhythm was now at a punishing pace. “You’re alive.”

“Yes, Star, I’m alive, and I’m all yours. Come in me, fill me!”

Astarion circled her clit faster until she finally raptured again, but this time, she pulled Astarion with her. The tight wet hot narrow walls of her cleft snugly convulsed and milked the man. Astarion’s manhood throbbed as thick ropes of his semen sputtered from him and coated her insides. Astarion waited until the throbbing had stopped before he began to pull out.

“Do you have another one in you?”

“What? But that would be four! We’ve never…” Tav asked, her heartbeat slowed down as her sweat glistened body began to cool from the exercise. The room smelled of sex and Astarion was still hard. “You’ve never came more than once.”

“There is always a first for everything, darling. Now about my question?”

Tav turned and laid down in the bed with Astarion over her when she replied. “I think I have one left in me”

Astarion purred at this as his velvet-like baritone voice whispered to her. “Good. I said you would be treated like a queen and I meant it. Let me make you drip me for weeks”

Tav started to rub Astarion’s ears as he moaned rather loudly to her ministrations. “Darling, if you keep that up, I won’t last.” Tav giggled, stopped playing with his ears and yelped when she felt Astarion’s hands pick up her legs and pressed them to her chest. Astarion leaned over her and kissed her deeply as he speared himself back into his beloved’s juncture.

Astarion pulled back and kissed Tav’s jaw, her cheek and when he got to her neck, he could help kissing the pulse point. Tav stretched her neck to the side and this action exposed her neck further for him and gave him more access.

“Bite me. Feel how alive I am.” Tav whined, her hips matching Astarion’s hips as he rolled them into her at a quickened pace. Astarion didn’t think twice before he gently sunk his teeth into her. Astarion moaned when he felt her wine like blood his the back of his throat. It was so warm, so vibrant and a testament to the spark of life emanating within her. Astarion sealed the wound with his saliva and tongue almost as soon as he began drinking in fear of taking too much. Astarion’s cock was now harder than it had ever been before, her blood now coursing through him and dulling the ache in his stomach.

“Gods, you taste delicious, darling.” Astarion was pounding into her even more as he returned to kissing her dearly. Astarion once again coated some of Tav’s slick on his finger and went back to stimulation her clit. “I’m yours, Tav.” Astarion pulled back to mutter and was pleasantly surprised when Tav sucked on his neck and left a rather bruised patch of skin in her wake.

“There, now I marked you!”

Astarion wasn't sure if it was her marking him or if he was just that close without fully realizing it but he couldn’t stop himself going over the edge as soon as Tav pulled her lips away from his purple and red flesh. Astarion finally emptied himself inside of his lover, his body bent and close as possible over Tav’s sandwiched form. Astarion circled her clit faster and aimed better so after another thrust or two, Tav was finally going over the edge as well. Once the panting couple had finished their orgasms, Astarion pulled out. A small amount of spend stuck to her inner thighs as she was full of him. Astarion helped her lower her legs and he kissed her once again.

That night the couple cleaned each other up and the bed before they finally took their solace in resting in each other’s arms that night. Astarion laid his head on Tav’s chest as they got comfortable to sleep, his ear over her heartbeat. Astarion wouldn’t take her mortality for granted and would be damned if anything happened to her again. Astarion closed his eyes to trance thinking about how lucky he was that she returned to him. She was his love, his life and his home.

[paganwitchisis]

Picrew Tag Game!

picrew link taken from @nyx-knox who got it from somewhere else. Thank you Nyx-knox for the link and the tag!!

This is Tavaria Stormgleam, my main OC for Baldur's Gate 3 fanfiction! She is a rough and go get them type of girl who never quits. She is tough and strong. It is no surprise she falls for Astarion because she is in awe by his survivability and his endurance in regards to Cazador and the two hundred years of pure shit he went through. She respects him and helps him to become a better man than before. I love this tag game because I love that I could make my Tav(aria) and it looks like her!

For the hell of it, @thechaoticdruid I'm tagging because she has an awesome Winnie (character) and they may enjoy this game. Otherwise who ever wants to play is more than welcome to snatch this up and tag others!

[paganwitchisis]

End of year ...5,6,7, 25? 😊

Thank you so much for doing the ask game with me :) You made my day! Thank you!

5. TV Show of the year? Mrs. Brown’s Boys from the BBC. It is a comedy TV show and it is so good!

6. Episode of tv or webisode that defined the year for you? Spartacus. The last episode of the Starz show in season one. It is called “Kill Them All” and it is about Spartacus breaking his bonds of slavery and taking back his life!

7. Favorite actor of the year? Neil Newbon because he gave Astarion from Baldur’s Gate 3 life and gave the character so much personality that all of us clung to. He helped us with his story but more importantly the character he portrayed helped us with ours. I am still struggling with abuse but he made me feel safe and seen...heard for the first time ever and gave me strength and courage.

25. Did you create any characters (in games, art, or writing) this year? Describe one. Technically Tavaria Stormgleam is one I created as she was my personal Tav. She is headstrong and stubborn but can lack self esteem easily. She is a strong character who listens and cares about others. Check out “What Love Can Change” to find out more about her :) technically she was created last year BUT she developed a lot over the time and I felt she became her this year! Here is a picture of her from @tavplum who graced me with this image and I LOVE it! Tavplum is a wonderful artist and I love their work!

[paganwitchisis]

I'm looking to get my Tav (Tavaria Stormgleam) drawn, but I'm not sure who to get the commission with! There are so many good artists! Who do you guys suggest?