#and astarions like: aww~

[mxkokopuff]

my lil poly heart is happy this is such an amazing representation of poly relationships and ASTARION COMMUNICATING HIS INSECURITY ABOUT AND NEWALA REASSURING HIM AND HALSIN BEING JUST SO RESPECTFUL AND I'M JUST?? IT'S SO CUTE

THIS IS THE POLY REP I NEEEEEED and after the deed he just says this an di'm like; YES- THIS GUY GETS IT!! THANK YOU HALSIN!!!

[feymaid]

Master manipulation moment accidentally cute by having to kneel to kiss

[clericofmystra]

The Shadowzel ambient dialogue saga continues!

Lae'zel:

[Your sour face is tiring, Shadowheart. By all means leave, if I am so distasteful.]

Shadowheart:

[I'd rather not turn my back on you, if it's all the same.]

It's pretty fun to have Gale and Larissa cheerfully bonding over old books, magical power, being kind, and sharing an unhealthy fixation on Mystra, and meanwhile in the background, Shadowheart and Lae'zel are just *hiss* *snarl* USTUSTUSTUSTUST

[imageingrunge]

this is perhaps the sweetest moment ive ever had with him

[toriliashine]

just got the action to fuck astarion by accident help i am not that into him

[blackjackkent]

Down the parsed dialogue rabbit hole again, this time looking at Ethel's Vicious Mockery lines for all the characters, and goddamn, they are brutal.

ASTARION You're one thirsty night away from betraying everyone. Deep down, you like being leashed, don't you? Is there still rat stuck in your teeth, slave?

GALE I can smell what's under those bandages, wizard. You're all rot and ruin. Come to greet death early? You'll be a lovely spectacle. Who would be jealous of you, apprentice?

KARLACH Let's pull your strings, infernal puppet. Happy to sell everyone's soul but your own, aren't you? When I'm done, even the Hells won't want you.

LAE'ZEL Your people will never take you back - illithid scum. Do you miss kissing Vlaakith's feet, gith? A toad with a tadpole! How fitting.

MINSC How quaint! The hamster has a pet. Only evil here is what's inside you, ranger. Go rub your rat, soft-skull.

SHADOWHEART You're so far up Shar's cake you can't see straight. Pathetic. Why would Shar love you when no one else does? You're no complex puzzle. Just a sad little girl.

WYLL Do you think losing that eye made you a hero? Oh, look! It's daddy's regret. Fraud of the Frontiers!

DRAGONBORN Aww, where's your clan? Bet they'd exile you for that brainworm in a blink. Bet that honour of yours shatters easy as your scales. You foul-breathed little lizard!

DWARF No flabby dwarf's a threat to me. More beard than brains, the lot of you. Bet you'd trade your friends for a trinket or two, gold-eater!

DWARF (DUERGAR) Bow your head, slave. You remember how, don't you? Grey and useless as a stone comb. I'll squeeze that stone heart until it bleeds, dwarf. Need a new master, illithid lover?

ELF Fancy yourself immortal? We'll see how long that lasts. I'll show you what a true fey does, dearie. Elves are so pretty. Pretty worthless!

ELF (DROW - FEMALE) Filthy underscum! Just another of Lolth's pretty harlots. Slaver. Sadist. How dare you judge me?

ELF (DROW - MALE) Bare your throat, spider-bait. Kneel, boy. Just like the matriarchs taught you to. Bow to your betters, boy.

GNOME Disgusting burrow rat. Bet your clan's happy you're gone! Try laughing after I rip your throat out, gnome.

HALF-ELF I wonder which parent regrets you more, half-breed. How revolting. Another thin-blooded mongrel. Half-elf. Half-human. All useless.

HALF-ELF (DROW) Even the Underdark doesn't want you, half-breed. A half-drow? How grotesque. Surprised you show yourself in public, abomination.

HALF-ORC Come now, tusks-for-brains! Doesn't this make you angry? All that bloodlust. A little tap, and I bet you won't know friend from foe! Lumbering half-orc. Twice as ugly as your parents combined!

HALFLING Come closer, little softie. You'll be tender. A tiny, sweet morsel. Just for me.

HUMAN Another human rat infesting Faerûn. A human! So desperate to be special. Pity. That tadpole actually made you interesting.

TIEFLING I'll burn you alive and everyone will celebrate. You're everyone's punching bag and no one's favourite. I see the Hells spit out another tragic little tiefling.

[astarionappreciator]

under discussed astarion fact is that he's sooooo obnoxious about publicly showing affection for his partner. like when durge refers to themself as a leaking blood bag he goes "aww, but you're *my* leaking blood bag". if you hiss at that cat he says "well, at least you purr for me ;)". the full on two handed ass grab during his kiss animation. the man cannot keep his hands to himself or his mouth shut

[avocado-writing]

BG3 companions reacting to Tav calling them mommy/daddy?

huehehehehe >:) writing as if you shout it out in the middle of sex without meaning to - minors DNI.

Astarion

Surprised but super into it? Not necessarily because he likes being called daddy but because he can see how much it turns you on.

“Oh? Do you like it when daddy slides his cock into you, darling?”

You go glassy-eyed immediately and he continues to murmur against your skin as he fucks you, aren’t you doing well for daddy? you want to cum around daddy’s cock, hmm?

You do. Harder than you have in weeks.

Afterwards you apologise that you sort of sprung that on him out of nowhere. He smiles and says it was a wonderful little secret for you to share with him.

“You’re never going to let me live this down, are you?” “Absolutely not, darling. Now let daddy give you a kiss. 😌”

Gale

Fucking flabbergasted lmao. Stops mid-thrust

He has never considered himself a “daddy”…

When you see how baffled he is, you clamp your hands over your mouth. You are mortified.

“I am so, so sorry, Gale…” “No, no, love, it’s fine… but maybe… maybe ‘sir’? Not ‘daddy’?”

Your face splits into a devilish smile. “Oh, I can do that… sir.”

His cock hardens even further and he gets to work fucking you again, with gusto…

Karlach

Grins so so so wide

If you try to cover your face in embarrassment, she pulls your hands away so she can make eye contact.

“Aww, you want mummy to take care of you, darling? Make sure you cum?”

All you can do is nod. She fucks you with such vigour that you think you might be about to pass out.

Afterwards she gives you lots of cuddles and checks that you’re okay with how rough she was (you are. A lot.)

Is definitely happy for you to call her that in bed again…

Shadowheart

Is surprised… but interested.

Gives another thrust of her hips, encouraging you to repeat it, letting you be a little writing mess beneath her.

Will keep prompting you. “Call me that again.” “Mummy…” “Again.” “Mummy…!”

Is a bit smug afterwards, when you’re lying there blissed out of your mind from having cum a lot.

“You know, you could have just told me you wanted to use some pet names, rather than letting it slip out in flagrante delicto…”

Laughs when you’re all flustered, using healing magic to soothe any bruises she’s given you. ❤️

Wyll

Another one not super keen on it, and will tell you so.

He just doesn’t find it particularly sexy? He wants sex to be a sweet and intimate thing and well… if you’re going to use names then…

”can you call me your blade? or the blade of frontiers?”

You apologise for springing the ‘daddy’ on him out of nowhere, but when you begin to whisper about him being your 'brave blade' he gets back into it quickly.

Grab onto his horns while telling him to drive his sword home… he’s putty in your hands.

Both have a healthy discussion about what kinks you are and aren’t into the next day. We LOVE a respectful king 👑

Lae’zel

”What? I am not your mother.” “I know Lae’zel, it’s uhh, a sex thing.” “Oh. Why?”

You then have to explain that it’s sort of about respect and domination. A compliment to someone who’s rocked your world.

She smiles enthusiastically and begins to fuck you again properly. Fucks you so hard that your body aches afterwards.

Pillow talk after: “you may call me that again. I enjoy hearing that you know how well I pleasure you.” “Mmm, thank you for that, Lae’zel.” “You are welcome.”

I think it gets brought up in camp because you didn’t realise how loud you shouted it. Your face is on fire for the whole day. Lae’zel just looks pleased with herself.

Halsin

All the blood goes straight to his cock, if that’s even possible when he’s already inside you. He’s harder than he’s ever been in his life before.

He’s been called many things in bed before, but hearing that? From you?

Fucks you with an enthusiasm he didn’t realise he was capable of. You moan and cry out and keep chanting “daddy, daddy, daddy” and he cums so much that it drips out your used little hole all down your legs.

He apologises for his over enthusiasm and checks that you’re alright. You grin and kiss him, and promise to start using that word more…

Minthara

She just smiles, I think, and you know she has you wrapped around her little finger.

She fucks you with what borders on violence, so much force that you actually pass out because you came so hard.

So worth it though.

You wake up in her arms and she’s still grinning, stroking your hair.

”Mummy’s very pleased with you.” This is the only acknowledgment she ever gives of it, but if you bring up the name again in bed, she gives a repeat performance 😌

[spacebarbarianweird]

Batstarion Headcanons

Non-Ascended version

Masterlist

Headcanons

He enjoys his new abilities to the highest extent.

Being able to fly is the ultimate freedom, and being able to transform into a flying thing is the skill he never knew he wanted.

The problem is he is the most adorable little white bat the world has seen and also the size of a cat.

And you don't let him forget about it.

When he is in the bat form, you try to squeeze and rub him like a cat.

Also speaking to him with the stupid voice people use to talk to babies and pets.

He pretends it annoys him, but it doesn't.

Though Astarion gets annoyed when you wrap him in a piece of cloth, making him fold his wing around his body.

"Oh, we both know if you really didn't like it, you would transform back!"

When you travel, he sometimes sits on your shoulder, and you mock him for being a lazy vampire.

But he does it to transform back in the most unexpected moment and push you onto the ground with all his weight.

Traveling in the daylight is so much easier - he hides under your shirt like a cat, looking with his small red eyes on the world in the sun.

Time to time you give him your finger to drink blood - in the bat form, he doesn't need a lot, and you can both relax.

"Is it a cat you are carrying there?" "No, it's my ... pet bat!" "Aww, it's so adorable!"

And you keep rubbing the bat's head with your finger.

The moment he transforms back, he looks at you accusingly.

"Adorable? Really?"

"Not so much as in your regular form."

Sometimes you are so tired and stressed he can't console you - neither sweet words nor hugs help. Then, he transforms into the bat and just sits on your shoulder purring into your ear.

He also transforms when it's too much for him.

When he feels disgusted about his body and the cold grip of horror squeezes his undead heart, he turns into the bat mindlessly and tries to hide or fly away.

You often manage to let him hide in your clothes, hiding him from the world by your body and thin fabric.

Bonus (you and Astarion have a dhampir daughter):

She can polymorph into the bat from a very young age.

And you are in awe of how tiny little bats are (she can easily be put in a pocket of your shirt).

She also uses it as her stress-response.

The second she sees something scary, she transforms into a tiny vampire pup (also white in color) and hides in her father's sleeve or under his jacket.

"What scared you, princess?" he asks, touching the delicate wings.

*angry and scared squeaking*

Tag list @tragedybunny @caitlincat-95 @tallymonster @astarionsbeloved @lumienyx @fayeriess @elora-the-slutty-songstress @veillsar @astarion-imagine-archive @micropoe10 @starlight-ipomoea @herstxrgirl @theearthsfinalconfession @ashrio20 @not-so-lost-after-all @vixstarria @wintersire @marcynomercy

[morallygreychaoticneutral]

Astarion is only real around you.

More in my head only canons about this seemingly simple conundrum of an elf. Contains some game spoilers.

Astarion is only "real" around you. And by real, I mean his true personality as he regains it.

Trust clearly goes a long way with him and if you befriended or romanced him, you've earned it and that is no small thing.

One hidden truth being that he is capable of caring. Something that got him into one hell of a predicament in the past that makes him reject that aspect of himself.

However, you were a complication he did not see coming.

Around the group he is guarded. More resting bitch face and flippant retorts. Most of the banter he has with the party reflects this. His answers are mostly deflective or avoidant.

Lae'zel: "The more I learn of this plane Astarion, the more I believe love is its greatest disease."

Astarion: "Oh, I don't know. The screaming fever is pretty bad."

( I laughed till I had a headache when I heard this the first time.)

Trauma armor : People can't hurt you, if you offer no weapons. So he makes it seem he is aloof and unmoved under the mask of sass.

But as time progresses he shows you that hidden part more often.

For example, his comment about he noticed how kindly you speak to him and about not selling yourself so short in the conversation after his siblings attack. Which to me translated to "Don't speak about yourself as if you are not a unicorn amongst jackasses you abnormally wonderful person." Or the Dark Urge speech where he tells you he is not afraid of you and is by your side no matter what. He's genuine, soft and giving full eye contact in those statements. Its just you and him and he's confident and forward. But wouldn't dare show such vulnerability with the others. Such as when you meet Araj in act 3 (Spawnstarion) he still expresses his concern about not wanting you hurt, but it comes out like its uncomfortable to express.

The difference? People are around. And it's not that he's ashamed. But it proves he has a soft spot for you and he learned that is dangerous information in the hands of others. So the armor goes back on.

Even a the epilogue party, he genuinely wants his friends happy. But he still keeps his distance and instead grouses about the lack of blood.

Which was kind of rude on Withers’ part. Really you dusty rag? You obviously made a stop at a butcher shop.

Anyway...

I like to think Astarion info dumps Gale style when you are alone together after a day of adventuring.

Him telling you excitedly about something he witnessed or learned. His face animated with the memory of how he felt about it. His hands gesturing wildly to make his point. Or laughing so hard at a mishap he has to wipe tears off his face. Or contemplating how each companions' are doing amidst their own plights.

You: "Aww, I can't wait to tell Gale you are worried about him."

Astarion: "Pft..you can try my love. But, thanks to my hard work, he would never believe you."

[when-wulf]

Asena, surprisingly, doesn’t have many scars. Perhaps she has some lingering lycanthropic regeneration, or she’s just been lucky with the types of injuries she’s gotten and the skill of the healers she’s known.

She does have one noticeable scar on her shoulder, right under her clavicle, from a silvered crossbow bolt. The only time she was hit with a silvered weapon and because of that the first time a weapon really actually hurt. She has a habit of worrying at it when she’s thinking, especially about the person who gave it to her and all the things it lead to.

There’s a lot of background of local politics/traditions between the Fey’nrir community she was raised in in the mountains and the small handful of surrounding towns/villages. But basically a kid had run away to their commune and a paladin was told they were kidnapped and sent to find them. Asena found the paladin lost in the woods and about to fall headfirst into a ravine and grabbed him, but was in her werewolf form at the time so he panicked and shot her with his crossbow. That made her accidentally come down too hard on him and both break his leg and knock him out in the scuffle.

She found it very funny later watching him put two and two together when she came to check in with the healer as her regular half-elf self and had the injury bandaged.

Tav Question

Does your Tav have any scars with a particular story?

[brekkie-e]

Something that really stands out to me with Act 1 Astarion now a days is just how much he is having to actively try to be a person. I keep comparing it to the "I failed the social interaction" meme, but all jokes aside that's kind of what he's going through.

He's been cooped up in a castle being tortured for 200 years, only let out to seduce people to their death.

The man straight up has no idea what normal people talk about or how to interact in a non- "so how was your day in the kennel?" Type of conversation.

He's trying to fit in and get to know everyone. And what does he come up with? HEY HELLO HAVE YOU EVER THOUGHT ABOUT DYING??? HOW DO YOU WANNA GO? You can almost hear the, "aww, what do you mean that was weird?? I thought I did good there." If you just walk away from him. Or the "hey which friend would you drink?" Like partially this is because he's Astarion and he's dramatic, sure. But another very real aspect is he doesn't know any better. He doesn't know how to make friends or small talk or be normal.

So yeah, he's out here looking like a crazy murder man because he's stumbling his way through figuring out what it is people who don't get tortured daily talk about with eachother.

[janearts]

I know that, realistically, Astarion doesn't necessarily totally fill Roisia's quota for life partner, but their chemistry is SO good. Like, I can't imagine her with anyone else, tbh.

Aww that's so sweet! It always warms my heart when people care enough to have a preference with who my characters are romantically tied to, whether it's canon or crackship. Have a sweet moment between them as a treat. uwu

I also wanna say that I know Roisia puts a lot of stock in her List, but that doesn't mean you have to. I am not a therapist, so I do not know what an actual therapist might say, but I could see a fantasy Baldurian therapist saying something to Roisia along the lines of: "this list is a wonderful thing, but it is not the be-all-end-all to a life well lived and, in this case, it might have served its purpose to help you exert control over your life after experiencing a situation [romantic rejection] and a bodily reaction [heartbreak] that made you feel out of control".

If Roisia was more introspective, she might realise that she doesn't truly need the List and that the List might instead be holding her back from developing meaningful connections with people who do not perfectly meet her criteria. Because the reality is that Roisia may never meet someone who is perfect on paper or, even if she were to find her perfect person on paper, she may discover that what sounds good on paper doesn't necessarily translate into a desirable long-term romantic partner. All that is to say that it may be a good thing that Astarion doesn't fulfil Roisia's quota for a life partner AND that you still perceive them to have good chemistry together regardless.

[demigoddessqueens]

Headcanons of how would Gale, Wyll, Halsin, Astarion, Dammon, Rolan, and Zevlor react to his crush saying how he's most beautiful when he smiles from the bottom of his heart?

- CV-Non

Aww this is so adorable 🥰

Here on Masterlist 10

Gale

Oh he’s got the most lovestruck gushy expression on his face!! It’s the soulful deep look in those eyes that have you hypnotized as he replies with, “but I’m nothing, paling in comparison to the vision you truly are”

Wyll

Reciprocates with a hand kiss, “well it is your doing, my love. So what exactly does that say about you and how lucky I am?”

Halsin

Pulls you close for a deep kiss because it’s his way to respond immediately, “I may hold the Oakfather but even he cannot take me over when you weave such words”

Astarion

That same awestruck expression he gets when you go in for the hug option!!

Cups your face and peppers a few cheek kisses, “darling, we could get stares all the time on the streets, but it won’t steer me away from admiring you”

Dammon

Just don’t tell him while he’s working or else he’ll have a mini heart attack

But yes, he’s all for the praise and has a thousand things to say back to you because you’ve unleashed the affection flood now

Zevlor

Such a sweetie! He just has to have because he’ll spend the rest of the day just admiring you and even if you play coy about what he likes about you, he has an answer

Rolan

It’s ok Rolan, you can smile and accept compliments, you won’t keel over

But honestly, he turns an even darker shade of red and those gold eyes sparkle with a newfound infatuation towards you, stumbling over his words on what to say

[livingsurreal]

OMG WHY DO WE NOT HAVE THIS <3 Hey Larian! Larian! Listen... Just listen okay! This one, this one has a good idea. Just saying.

saw a post today about his Astarion's parents might still be alive and my brain kinda popped off a tiny bit

anyways

Post Cazador defeat romance scene where you can go to Astarion's grave (he has to not be in the party), and you see 3 people there, a couple and the graveyard guard, talking about "why would someone do this" and "this is a sick joke"

you approach and get to talking to the graveyard guard who says someone defiled a grave, then you get to talk to the mourning couple and the guard says you've got a reputation for helping people, so they ask for help to find out who defiled their son's grave

Astarion's grave

And you have to decide whether you want to tell them right there about Astarion being 'alive' and a vampire (bad choice) or say you'll help and then later talk to Astarion about it, and then help him decide on whether he wants to see his parents or not

i just really want more Astarion content AND LORD KNOWS HE DESERVES MORE PEOPLE WHO LOVE HIM

[moonselune]

Hello! Could I ask for Lae'zel, Astarion, Gale and Halsin with naturally rather aloof reader? Meaning someone who's usually reserved even though (or especially when) they're in love 🤭

Aww this is so so sweet !

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: .☽ . :☆ﾟ. ───

Lae'zel:

Your natural aloofness had always been a part of who you were. Even in the midst of a raging battle, you kept a cool head and maintained a reserved demeanor. It was a quality that had always drawn Lae'zel to you, her admiration for your strength and composure a constant undercurrent in your interactions.

Then as your relationship deepened, this aloofness of yours only grew, particularly when it came to matters of the heart. Public displays of affection were a rarity, and you found yourself even more reserved when you were around her. Yet, this suited Lae'zel perfectly.

She had never been one for public displays of affection either. The disciplined and stoic nature of the Githyanki warrior didn't leave much room for tenderness in the open. Instead, she cherished the private moments you shared, the times when the world faded away, and it was just the two of you.

One evening, after a grueling day of battle and travel, you found yourselves alone by the campfire. The others had already retired for the night, leaving you both in the quiet solitude of the night. Lae'zel sat sharpening her blade, the rhythmic sound of stone against steel a comforting backdrop.

You sat nearby, your eyes fixed on the fire, the flickering flames casting dancing shadows on your face. Lae'zel watched you out of the corner of her eye, appreciating the serenity in your expression. She set her blade aside and moved closer, her movements deliberate and graceful.

"You fought well today," she said, her voice low and steady. You glanced at her, a faint smile tugging at the corners of your lips.

"So did you," you replied, your tone just as measured.

Lae'zel reached out, her hand resting on yours. The gesture was simple, but it spoke volumes. In the stillness of the night, this small touch felt more intimate than any grand display of affection could. You turned your hand over, lacing your fingers with hers.

"I cherish these moments," Lae'zel said softly, her eyes locking onto yours. "The world may see us as warriors - and we are, fierce, brutal and efficient warriors but regardless, here, with you, I can be something more."

Your heart swelled at her words, but you maintained your composed exterior. "As do I," you said, giving her hand a gentle squeeze.

Lae'zel leaned in, her forehead resting against yours. The firelight illuminated her face, highlighting the intensity in her eyes. "We do not need grand gestures or public displays, calling you mine is all I need."

You nodded in reciprocation and squeezed her hand once more. Lae'zel pulled away and you rested your head on her shoulder, the two of you staring into the fire. The two of you remained there for the rest of the late evening, content with each other, happy. Just truly happy.

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: .☽ . :☆ﾟ. ───

Gale:

Your composure was your greatest asset. Complete chaos could descend upon the camp and you would still maintain a reserved demeanor. You always keep your emotions close to your chest. It was a quality that intrigued Gale from the moment he met you, his fascination with your enigmatic nature only growing as he got to know you better.

As he began to woo you, or rather wow you - like he liked to say, you found yourself becoming even more reserved, particularly when it came to expressing your feelings for him. Not because you didn't care for him, the opposite in fact. It was because you cared so much that you became more.. aloof. This aloofness, however, often led to endearing moments of misunderstanding, especially given Gale's affectionate nature.

One evening, after a long day of travel, you found yourselves alone in the camp. The others had already retired for the night, leaving you both in the quiet solitude of the evening. You sat by the campfire, dwelling over the day, while Gale prepared a pot of tea. He approached you with two steaming mugs, offering one to you with a warm smile.

"A little something to help us unwind," he said, his voice gentle. You took the mug, your fingers brushing against his.

"Thank you," you said softly, your gaze still averted. Gale sat beside you, his eyes studying your profile.

"You know, you don't have to be so reserved with me, love," he said, a hint of amusement in his tone. "I won't bite… much."

You couldn't help but smile at his teasing, though you quickly masked it with a sip of tea. "Old habits," you replied, your voice barely above a whisper.

Gale chuckled, shaking his head. "It's endearing, really," he said. "But sometimes, I wish you'd let me see more of what you're feeling."

You glanced at him, your eyes meeting his for a brief moment before you looked away again. "I do… in my own way," you said, your voice hesitant.

Gale reached out, gently placing his hand on your cheek. The touch was warm and reassuring, and you felt your defenses start to crumble. "I know," he said softly. "And I cherish every glimpse you give me."

He leaned in, his lips brushing against your temple in a tender kiss. You felt a rush of warmth spread through you, your aloof facade beginning to melt away.

"It's just… difficult," you admitted, your voice barely audible. Gale smiled, his eyes full of understanding.

"I know it is, but you don't have to hide from me." He pulled back slightly, his hand still resting on your cheek. "I love that blushing smile of yours,"

You felt your cheeks flush, and you looked away, flustered. "Stop it," you muttered, though there was no real force behind your words.

Gale chuckled, his thumb gently stroking your cheek. "I can't help it," he said. "You’re too adorable when you’re flustered."

You sighed, finally allowing yourself to lean into his touch. "You're impossible," you said, a small smile playing on your lips.

Gale's smile widened, his eyes sparkling with joy. "And you love me for it," he said, his voice full of playful confidence.

You rolled your eyes, but the warmth in your chest betrayed your true feelings. "Maybe I do," you said softly.

Gale's expression softened, his eyes filled with love. "And that's all I need," he said, leaning in to capture your lips in a tender kiss.

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: .☽ . :☆ﾟ. ───

Astarion:

Your stoicism was something Astarion found enticing. He was so accustomed to people succumbing to his honeyed words, yet you were an endearing challenge. His attempts to fluster you grew more elaborate, and you responded by retreating further into your shell, maintaining your cool exterior. But Astarion was nothing if not persistent.

One evening, the two of you were camped by a river, the moonlight casting a silvery glow over the landscape. The gentle murmur of the water and the rustling of leaves created a serene backdrop. Astarion approached you as you sat at the riverbank, a mischievous glint in his eye.

"Darling, have I told you how utterly captivating you are tonight?" he purred, his voice dripping with charm.

You glanced at him, a faint smile tugging at the corners of your lips. "Only about a dozen times," you replied, your tone even.

Astarion feigned a pout, placing a hand dramatically over his heart. "Ah, but it is always worth repeating, my love. Your beauty is simply breathtaking."

You rolled your eyes but couldn't suppress the small smile that broke through. "Astarion, must you always be so dramatic?"

He grinned, stepping closer. "Only when I'm around you," he said, his voice dropping to a whisper. "It's the only way to get that lovely blush to appear."

You felt the heat rise in your cheeks and quickly turned away, pretending to be engrossed in the view. Astarion let out a soft chuckle, clearly pleased with himself. It was the small victories. You regained yourself and turned back to him. "Liar, you are dramatic all of the time."

"What? Me? Never!" Astarion huffed in mock offense and sat down next to you. Despite your best efforts, you couldn't ignore the warmth spreading through you. Astarion moved his hand towards yours, his fingers lightly brushing against yours.

"Tell me, love," he said softly. "Why do you always hide what you feel?"

You hesitated, unsure how to put your thoughts into words. "I… it's just how I am," you said finally, your voice barely above a whisper.

Astarion sighed, his expression softening. "You know, ordinarily I would call you a prude and make some crass remark, but I can't and that's your fault."

"I'm… sorry?" You turned to him, a confused smile on your lips, and he flashed a fangy smile at you.

"All of it is your fault, actually. You've done something rather terrible," Astarion continued. "You've made me realize what love is."

"Oh, what a villain I am," you chuckled, and Astarion rested his head on your shoulder.

"Yes, quite heinous," Astarion agreed with you. "I was quite happy calling love nothing but a fleeting justification for lust and desire, but you have managed to prove me completely and utterly wrong."

A moment of silence stretched between you, comfortable and warm. You felt Astarion's breath against your neck, his closeness a constant reminder of the growing bond between you.

"You know," you began hesitantly, "I'm not very good at this… expressing my feelings."

Astarion lifted his head and looked at you, his eyes full of understanding. "Neither am I, darling. I've spent centuries avoiding the very thing. But with you… it's different."

You looked into his eyes, seeing the vulnerability there. It was a side of Astarion that he rarely showed, and it made your heart ache with affection. "We'll figure it out together," you said softly.

Astarion's lips curved into a genuine smile, one that reached his eyes. "Yes, we will." He leaned in, capturing your lips in a tender kiss. It was slow and deliberate, a silent promise of the future you would navigate together.

As you pulled away, you rested your forehead against his. "I might not always show it, but… I care about you. Deeply."

"I know," Astarion whispered, his voice filled with emotion. "And that's more than enough for me."

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Halsin:

Amidst the camaraderie of your group and the bond you shared with Halsin, you often found it difficult to express your emotions openly. This reserve only deepened as your feelings for him grew, creating a quiet, unspoken but not unpleasant tension between you.

Halsin, however, seemed to understand. Unlike others who might have been frustrated by your aloofness, he accepted it with a calm grace, finding solace in the small, meaningful moments you shared. He had grown accustomed to people throwing themselves at him, their affections often overwhelming and insincere. Your reserved nature was a refreshing change, a quiet testament to the depth of your feelings.

One afternoon, you found yourself in a serene clearing, the sun filtering through the canopy above. Halsin was sitting nearby, working on a small wooden carving. You watched him for a moment, admiring the skill and care he put into his craft. As if sensing your gaze, Halsin looked up and smiled.

"Come, sit with me," he said, his voice warm and inviting.

You hesitated for a moment before moving to join him, settling down beside him on the soft grass.

"What are you making?" you asked, your curiosity getting the better of you. Halsin held up the carving, revealing a delicate wooden bird.

"A gift for you," he said simply, placing it gently in your hand. You turned the carving over, marveling at the intricate details.

"It's beautiful," you said softly, a genuine smile breaking through your reserved facade.

Halsin's eyes softened, his expression filled with affection. "I'm glad you like it," he said. "I enjoy making things for you."

Touched by his words, you reached into your pack and pulled out a flower crown you had made earlier. An array of daisies and dandelions carefully woven with your love for him.

"Funnily enough, I made this for you," you said, handing it to him with a shy smile.

Halsin's face lit up with a broad smile as he accepted the crown, carefully placing it on his head.

"Thank you," he said, his voice filled with warmth. "It's perfect."

One evening, as the sun set and cast a golden glow over the camp, Halsin approached you with a soft smile. "Would you like to take a walk with me?" he asked, holding out his hand.

You nodded, placing your hand in his. The two of you walked in silence, the only sounds the rustling of leaves and the distant calls of night creatures. As you walked, you felt the tension in your shoulders slowly dissipate, replaced by a warm sense of contentment.

Eventually, you reached a small, secluded grove. Halsin turned to you, his eyes full of gentle affection.

"I know you find it difficult to express your feelings," he said softly. "But you don't have to hide them from me. Though I say that I want to assure you that my love for you never falters. I see the warmth in your eyes, I feel the love in your touch, no matter how fleeting. I am yours entirely and I am more than honoured to call you mine."

You felt a rush of emotion, your heart swelling with love for the kind, patient man standing before you. Too many times had your nature caused a rift between you and past lovers, too often had you thought you were doomed to be alone forever.

"Thank you," you whispered, your voice thick with emotion. Halsin smiled, his thumb brushing away a stray tear from your cheek.

"There's no need to thank me," he said softly. "I love you, just as you are."

In that moment, you realized how deeply you had come to care for Halsin. Despite your aloofness, he had managed to reach your heart, filling it with warmth and love. And as you stood there, wrapped in his embrace, you knew that you had found something truly special.

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Awww this ended up being a bit hurt/comfort for some of them but I hope you all enjoy this - Seluney xox