#dove xilquinal

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Dox: *Licking blood off his Warhammer after turning Orin into jam.*

Astarion:

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Thank the gods wood elves tan

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This man showed up at my camp and gave my Tav top surgery.

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Bro just wanted the tadpole out but here we are being a hero ig

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What are some of your Tav's most insane stories Pre-Baldur's Gate 3?

Mine is Dox had finally managed to make it to Baldur's Gate after being horrifically shunned out of Selunite clergy that raised him to be their perfect paladin. So to go through those emotions, the first thing he did when getting to the city was get a big ass Beholder tattoo on his neck.

Oh AND he manage to have a few fun nights Nine-Fingers Keene.

Dipshit legend.

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Dox and Astarion Fun Fact 1

When two romantically constipated men fall in love, things go sideways when one of the members whole deal was to manipulate in order to gain safety.

Prior to them coupling, Astarion was partially convinced that Dox would abandoned him after he left his normal party (Lae'zel, Gale and himself) back at the Colony in the Underdark so he can loot Grymforge. (In reality, it was due to Dox catching a crush on Astarion and needing time to think).

Not realizing that Astarion had developed feelings, he begins to spiral on his position in the group and his own safety. Meanwhile, Lae'zel is the voice of emotional reason (Gale being too hyped on mushrooms and too over Dox and Astarion's weird relationship dynamics). Despite any reasoning, Astarion is not convinced and continues spiral.

Then was this a punishment? Something he did wrong? What did he do wrong? He was Astarion for gods sakes. And they were a team. Right? Or is Dox not going to want him around anymore. Why was he upset with Dox letting him on off the leash of travelling by his side? To Lae'zel and even fucking Gale it's obvious.

When Dox returns, he confronts him--who dances around the subject because he's equally bad at feelings. He actually admits to him it's because he's scared that Astarion would tire of him eventually. And that he has put him and the others in too many life threatening positions. Dox considers going forward solo, to take the burden of everything because they don't deserve it, especially Astarion. When Astarion asks why, Dox admits...it's because he's the closet person he has to a best friend. And he would hate to be the reason for his death.

Ofc Astarion says this is stupid and makes him promise that Dox keeps him at his side. Because they're a team. Dox makes this promise but doesn't tell him of his crush--altogether avoiding it until Act 2 when Astarion confesses.

They're a trainwreck.

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Honestly I was going through my screenshot folder and found a few of my favorite ones with Dox. Hope you enjoy the mayhem! Minor spoilers.

Dox jumped into the pit for a fight. It did not go as plan. More under the cut to save the tags.

First date with boo in the flesh pit.

"Who's grandad is that? Why is he here."

WHAT THE FUCK

Jesus Astarion.

Gaggle of dipshits.

Possibly my favorite kiss and I will not shut up about it.

Dox immediately chucked a gold goblet at his head after this.

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I wish during Astarion's confession scene you're able to click all the dialog because in my head--Dox and Astarion got piss drunk on whatever 'good' wine was left over in Last Light Inn and talked the entire night.

No kissing, no pressure, no 'I love you's just...talking and maybe some cuddling the further into the night they get. Because for the first time, with each other, they feel like they could be themselves outside of their roles.

For once, they both feel alive and cared for.

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I'm fully an Astarion girly, which is why Dox (my Tav) romanced him/fell in love with his vampire boo. But it's so funny to me that their relationship has been completely messy since the beginning.

Astarion didn't even like Dox in the beginning--he actually disregarded him as a protector until Dox finally began throwing his strength around. Dox on the other hand was pretty cold to him at first--too focused on surviving rather than entertainment. They both ended up pursing each other for their own reasons after becoming acquaintance, but after enough bonding and character development--they then became actually really good friends. Then soulmates. The progression of their love story is fascinating to me, and I really should write it and post it someday.

Act 3 is going to probably be one of the most challenging parts of their relationship and I can't wait to write some notes down.

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They're so pretty man

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❖ tell me of home ❖

Rating: Mature (mentions of sexual activity-non explicit, cursing, tav trauma mentioned- cut off before going too deep.)

Pairing: Astarion x Dox (Tav) - Pre-relationship

Summary: Dox (Tav) realizes something about his feelings for Astarion and is not okay with it.

Series: TO BE ADDED

Tags: 2nd person POV, He/They Protagonist, Transmasc Protagonist, Dox Backstory, Pining, Light Angst, Dox is Bad at Feelings, Dox is ignoring his feelings, Dox has a -1 to intelligence, Act 1, Pre-Confession, Lae'zel and Gale being friends(and dipshits), Based off of Sovereign Glut's In Game Dialog

A/N: To be seen is to be known. And by Gods, that's terrifying. I'm looking to update this as a series because I adore my scrungly Dox and how incredibly insane he can be.

Heads up this wasn't beta read so if you find some issues--just let me know and I'll do some edits. Hope you enjoy!

Word count: >1k

Story under the cut!

“Tell me of home.”

Sovereign Glut’s words echo through your mind, and you can feel the spores attempt to reach out to hold onto the memories that have such a title. You, Dox, haven’t thought of home for a long time. In your heart, you weren’t even sure if you had a home to begin with. 

While prior to your adventures, you could have claimed Baldur’s Gate to have been your home. But truly, that wasn’t the case. You were only a citizen within those walls for a short amount of time, and while you practically drank in that city like fine wine…that place wasn’t your home. You could barely call yourself a Baldurian and the only reason you felt comfortable enough to do so was because you managed to win quite a few bar fights. Being trained as The Lady of Silver’s paladin from a young age had some perks. But no…as much as you tried- Baldur’s Gate wasn’t home. Not yet, at least. 

You thought about the woods you grew up in. You could barely remember it now–as if a faint memory. That wasn’t your home either…you were orphaned at a young age and sent to live in an isolated community. The people who raised you…used you. They trained you to be their offering to Selûne. Her perfect warrior…her perfect cleric...your priest's perfect-

. . .

Only after you broke the oath those people made you take, do you realize that the goddess had nothing to do with your upbringing. Your anger was misplaced. But still…home did not reside there.

So..what is home to you, little dove?

Your hardened eyes glance over to your party;  Gale, and Lae’zel,had trailed off to do gods know what. From where you stood, you can see the two bickering over..something. Gale must have gotten a little too interested in the local fauna. Strangely he and Lae’zel had developed a friendship built on one getting into trouble while the other got them out. Much like a mouse finds companionship with a cat. You can’t help but let out a gentle chuckle upon seeing the gith take off her gloves to smack the man in the back of the head for getting his face too close to some mushrooms. His body goes flying forward and the spores erupt around him. The coughing noise he makes sounds like a mixture of a hyena’s laugh and a sad boar.

After a moment, you realized that a third member was not in your field of vision. That was until you felt a hand come down on your shoulder. You find yourself glancing to your right, Astarion suddenly appearing beside you. He looks..bored. And tired. His eyes softened in a way that you never got to see too often. You can’t help but look at the lines of his face-studying them in a way you really haven’t been able to before. The longer you look, the more your stomach churns in a way you’re not used to. 

“What is the hold up?” You hear him sigh. His voice lulls in a way that makes your ears turn red. For the first time you find yourself happy to be wearing the stupid wooden crown. You never realized how nice his hand on your shoulder felt.

You shouldn’t be feeling like this.

You’ve acknowledged your infatuation for the vampire a long time ago. He was beautiful–and he knew it. You didn’t have to tell him. But his looks or the ‘are we about to die’ and ‘holy shit we didn’t die’ sex weren’t the only things that caused your heart to stutter when you spoke to him.

Astarion and you had this unspoken friendship–one that developed from a connection you formed as you both begin to divulge in your pasts. Also the way that you both were just...chaotic. You both understood each other…Astarion was the first person to actually see you and you were the first to see him.

But it wasn’t until now..until you were being asked by this stupid fucking mushroom what your home was did your heart pound more than usual. And what Astarion seeing you actually meant.

Your mind flutters from place to place, and you can feel the spores mingle their way into memories but…fantasies of what home could be. A place in Baldur’s Gate, a warm bed…Astarion in that bed with you. Not because of your lust or your bonding but because of something so much worse. Something that you fear more than any devil, or creature you could face. The word itself makes you want to vomit. You knew you would do anything for Astarion since the Grove but knowing the reason-

Your eyes catch for a moment, his vibrant red ones pierce into your dull purple. You can see his pupils dart for a moment-he’s gotten to know you so well. He knows your stares and what they mean but this one causes his eyebrows to raise. He looks... concerned?

Fuck.

You quickly look away from him, moving to the side so his hand slides off of your shoulder. Astarion gives you a confused look, and his eyes soften as if the act may have hurt him. However, you’re refusing to acknowledge it. Your heart is beating too fast in your chest.

“My home is where I travel, and we need to set up camp now,” You quickly explain to Glut. “We can avenge your Circle after we rest. “

You give the strange figure a nod, before excusing yourself to grab Gale and Lae’zel from their mission to piss off the other myconids.

“What the hell was that?” You hear Astarion question no one in particular as you try to expand the distance between you both. However, the Sovereign Glut responds.

“A heartbroken song.”

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Dox had a fling with Nine-fingers Keene and no one will stop me from saying it.

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Dox had somehow became the durgiest of Tavs ever and I really can't tell you why. The amount of times I can imagine the guy yelling-- "SICK! An excuse to kill some people! >:D" is too many.