#now i'm going back to writing egg fic so get hype 😌

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Summary: “With my condition as volatile as it is, I fear any undue, er, excitement, may tip it over the edge. So to speak.“

“Darling, are you telling me you haven’t come since you’ve had that thing in your chest?” Astarion asks.

or:

Gale can’t come without setting off the orb. Astarion can work with that.

Notes: and we're done!! thank you SO much to everyone who read along/commented/engaged with this fic in any way. i am so grateful to you all for indulging my nonsense, and i hope you enjoy this conclusion! happy bloodweave week! 💜❤️

Day Seven Prompt: Misuse of Magic

read chapter seven HERE!

or start from the beginning now that it's all done!