#young neil newbon

[nobigneil]

cigarette tricks

[dervampireprince]

[dni minors, dni blogs that have no 18+ age listed in their bio] astarion x trans man! reader/tav /// smut, dysphoria comfort, reader's chest is un-described and untouched, reader has a vulva, soft dom top astarion, bottom reader

whenever there's a day when you feel off, wrong, you're hyper aware of your body and how it doesn't feel right to you, he'll notice. perhaps not at first, but the way your posture is different, the way you reject and shy away from his touch, don't flush or scowl at his flirting.

it's late when he decides he has to ask you what's wrong, him not being used to having others to care about, to worry for.

"have i done something wrong?" his voice is quiet and yet it startles you from your thoughts.

"no? no, of course no," guilt festers in you. "i'm sorry."

"there's no need to apologise, darling. as i've been told by someone quite dear to me, there's nothing wrong with not wanting to be touched."

"it's not that. i do, i," you breathe. "i want you to touch me quite badly."

"then i don't understand."

his fingers twitch, wanting to reach for you as your eyes flicker to the mirror across the room.

"when you look at me... what do you see? that is, i mean... you could have anyone you wanted, and i know what you'll say to that. and i believe you. that you want me. i just, sometimes it's hard thinking about the men you've been with, hells just men in general, and then... how they compare to... me. because sometimes, sometimes it's hard to see myself as... as..."

you trail off, aware of your shaking breath, aware of the wetness on your eyelashes, aware that you want to bury yourself against him but find yourself scared.

just as you start to wonder if you've ruined something, his hands hover by your face, not touching, waiting. and so you nod, and his he cups his palms against your cheeks, tilting your head to look at him.

"my sweet boy."

those words and his voice make everything the smallest bit better, you hold back a sob and place your head into the crook of his neck. him calling you a boy both soothing and comforting, but also always slightly arouses you.

"you know i love you? exactly as you are, because of who you are."

"i know."

he raises one of your hands to his lips and kisses it.

"would you let me show you?"

he's not used to being so careful with someone else, not that he hasn't been gentle before but it's never been out of his own desire to cherish the person he's with. but perhaps he can understand, in his own way, feeling disconnected to your own body.

"you're such a handsome man, such a pretty boy. and aren't i ever so lucky. when i was a child i would fantasize about some dashing prince, but i could have never imagined i'd find one like you. you're far lovelier than any dream. you're real. and for some unknown reason managed to see something good in me. you're the most incredible person i've ever met, and i'm going to help you see that."

your shirt stays on if you wish it, as much as he loves every inch of your body, and will continue to regardless of if it stays as it is, or if parts of it change. but he wants you to be comfortable.

he kisses you, trailing down from your lips to your neck, never meaning to get carried away there but always does. you find it hard to mind though as he kisses, teeth nipping but not drinking, leaving faint little marks. he likes leaving marks on you, a reminder that you're here, that you're proud to be with him.

his hands slide down your sides, over your stomach, they pull at the laces of your trousers, sliding them off you legs, leaving your bottom half bare, waiting for his attention.

you flush as he maintains eye contact with you as he slides a hand under your ankle, then down your leg as his mouth moves with it, kissing you calf, next to your knee, up your thigh. and if there's more to grab there, he reveals in it, adoring any curves, your softness. he pauses when he reaches the top of your thigh and chuckles, smirks to himself

"such a sensitive boy, i haven't even touched you anywhere intimate yet and look," you gasped as he glides a couple of fingers between your folds and then holds them up. "already wet for me."

he slides his fingers back against you, teasing around you before thrusting in, curling them upwards as he lowers his head.

"we can'tbe neglecting your cock can we darling? it's straining so hard. and just because it looks different than mine, doesn't make it less of a cock, does it?"

he stays blinking up at you until he realise he wants an answer and you shake your head no.

"good boy, that's right," he purrs and you want to feel condescended, but you just whine, flushing hot, wanting to be good for him, wanting to be his good boy, wanting him to call you that again. "and what shall we do with your pretty cock? shall i suck you off?"

you nod your head, eyes pleading with him and he laughs, not to make fun of you, but because your neediness, your eagerness for him endears him.

"very well then," his lips close around your cock, sucking and suctioning while his fingers continue to stroke inside you, your hands slip into his hair and tug accidentally and he moans around you.

"cheeky boy," he pulls back. "do you wish to come like this or..."

"fuck me," you say, and then. "please? please, astarion, i need you."

astarion always flushes when you tell him you need him. he slides up your body, "i suppose i shouldn't tease, you've been deprived of my touch all week, my poor boy thinking he didn't deserve this. don't worry, i'll fuck you like need."

his cock slips between you, holding you close, kissing your neck, hands stroking your waist as he pushes inside of you,

"that's it, such a good boy. always taking me so well," he loses control of his voice as he fucks you, murmuring praises as his hips snap against you, letting you tug him up to kiss you, pressing one of your hands down into the pillow so he can hold it.

he tells you that you're a good as you both come, he tells you that you're a good boy as you twitch, oversensitive, as he cleans you off, and he tells you that you're a good boy as you drift off in his arms.

[melissarthomson]

God I miss these gremlins

Masterpost

[keep-it-light]

Something random I just made.

Just to let everybody know, the paragraph on the side of this collage is actually lyrics from a song called 'Tonight Is What It Means To Be Young' from the film Streets Of Fire from 1984. The lyrics on the collage are not in the actual order you hear them in the song but I liked the way they sounded together like this. If anyone wants to hear the song here's the link:

[rowanbartonart]

Have a WIP of young Astarion.

There is going to be a collection of 3 paintings for this and I can’t wait to share it with you guys. I also can’t wait for it to be finished because that would mean I don’t have anymore painting to do 😹

Don’t forget if you order from my shop now, your item will still come for the holiday!

[neil-tournament]

Current Neil Matchups! (Submissions still open!)

If any submissions don't have propaganda submitted/too much propaganda submitted, I will summarize it myself :]

Neil @czechsmix / Neil @lemonade-luvr (i think you guys submitted eachother. sorry about this..) (also genuinely thought you were the same person for about 5 minutes)

Neil Patrick Harris / Neil Patrick Stewart

Neil Degrasse Tyson / Neil Newbon

Neil Gaiman / Neil Armstrong (really sorry about this one. )

Neil Diamond / Neil Young

Neil Perry / Neil Banging Out The Tunes

Neil Cicierega / Neil Jackson

Neil Armfield / Neil Gorsuch

Neil Marshall / Neil the Seal

Young Neil / Neil Bogart

Hello, tumblr users! This blog is run by @magicmarkerz , with the goal to find out... Who is the ultimate Neil? Submissions are open as of now, and this post will be updated with matches... When I feel like it (two weeks, give or take.)

Matches will be a week long, and there should be a week or so between rounds, unless I say otherwise.

This is my first time running a tournament, so be patient with me!

neil submissions :3

[wyntereyez]

This is gonna be my last bit of screaming into the void. I can't decide if it's been cathartic, but it's definitely made me angry. This time, I'm gonna talk a bit about myself. I'm not gonna talk about my flaws, because I KNOW I have them, and I don't want to keep putting myself down, because I do that too much already. Instead, I'm gonna talk about something I've been slowly coming aware of, and if anyone has any advice, I'd welcome it.

I'm pretty sure I have ADHD. I've suspected it for awhile, but initially dismissed it because I assumed I completely lack the 'Hyperactive' aspect of it. Physically, anyway. Outwardly, I'm quiet. An introvert. Low energy. I've always assumed I'm just lazy - despite having the responsibilities of an adult since I was too young. You'd think I'd realize something was off, but considering how I have a mother who never did anything for us, I grew up with this horror that I'm like her.

I know now I'm not.

And now I'm starting to think I was hyperactive, but circumstances forced me to permanently mask it.

Something Neil Newbon said at a convention recently really resonated with me. He was talking about how he was always busy, because he was afraid that if he stopped, he'd be lazy.

And I'm starting to think that I was stopped long ago, and never allowed to start again.

I know it runs in my family. My youngest sibling, my half-brother, babbles along a mile a minute, and he just kinda ping pongs around different subjects, and I've never had any problems following along. It made sense to me.

According to my mom's side of the family, who knew me best when I was very young, I used to be loud, and never stopped talking. An aunt once joked that she knew I wasn't on the school bus one day because it was so silent you could have heard a pin drop. I even have vague memories of dictating a long-winded story about a winged unicorn to a little tape recorder.

And even now, there are moments where I stop overthinking things, where I'm not thinking at all, where I'll joke around, and there won't be any sort of anxiety, it'll just be natural. It's like a different person takes over my body. I'll say whatever the hell is on my mind, and it's very freeing.

So, what the hell happened?

It probably started as a child, when I first started school. I rode two different buses; sometimes I'd go to my grandmother's house, so there would be relatives on the bus with me, and sometimes I'd go home, and I was alone on that ride. Defenseless.

I have this vague memory of two teenage girls who didn't like how loud I was. So they hit me. This isn't something I've ever told anyone, because I was so very young, and couldn't comprehend what was happening.

Add in everything else that happened in my life, where I was constantly being forced into roles I wasn't suited for, expected to behave certain ways and criticized when I didn't perform... I just feel very Wrong. But I don't know how to fix it. I don't want to be stopped anymore. But I don't know how to start again.

[theosconfessions]

people you'd like to get to know better

thank you for the lovely tag @nitrozem, @lynzishell, and @beachyserasims <3 i also wanted to put my face on here since i havent <3 and i also dont take selfies very often unless im at a comic con. so heres a pic of me snuggling shawn michaels from this summer haha! shall do <3

last song: Young Volcanoes- Fall Out Boy

favorite color: Pink <3 and black <3

currently watching: i swear i just watch supernatural and walking dead on a loop. thats literally all.

last movie: i think it was Barbie.

currently reading: ahhh. i dont read really.except for yalls stories. but the last book i listened to on audible was holly madisons-down the rabbit hole. im obsessed with playboy . i just dont have the attention span for a book

Sweet/spicy/savory: gonna have to go spicy here <3

last thing I googled: astarion crop top. im trying to buy things <3 i also didnt find any.

current obsession: baldurs gateeee , the sims, always. and watching neil newbon romance his own character in his twitch streams

currently working on: DUSTIN AND THEO <3 and jamis wreck of a life <3

i tag @bubblepopsims, @purplesimmer455, @dandylion240, @havenroyals and @duusheen. and eveyrone who wants to do this because id literally tag every single one of my mutuals bc i love you so much <3

[little-red-fool]

Using young Neil Newbon as a reference for young D to try and get a better handle on realistic proportions.

[mrman24]

When I hyperfixate on characters, for some reason I also tend to hyperfixate on their voice actors

That is the case for my current obsession with Bg3 and Astarion, so yayyyy art of Neil Newbon!!

Voice actors who openly acknowledge their trans audience and support trans people mean a lot to me as a young trans person myself, so Neil if you ever see this (which I highly doubt but also really hope he will) Thank you so much your support means a lot and I think you’re very cool, your open support makes me see a bit of light through these dark times for trans folks <33

(Also unrelated but I made an Astarion playlist, HEAVILY tinted by my bisexuality and personal music taste lol https://open.spotify.com/playlist/1cxZSnLHuHq830Zrg5Vstl?si=8w8DCDOoTAKzZ25BxJpRRg&pi=u-nGsEnILCTkq0 )

[nqgmx]

✧ ASTARION: BALDUR'S GATE 3 - a character analysis

this essay contains HUGE spoilers for baldur's gate 3, specifically astarion's questline! you have been warned lol

so baldur's gate won game of the year and for me that was my sign to finally buy it and try it out; i'm a pretty big dnd player / enthusiast as well as a crpg fan so i honestly have no idea why i didn't buy it sooner. i think like many other players, i was immediately drawn towards astarion's character: he's charming, enticing and he's literally a vampire so... who doesn't love vampires. i've become so hyperfixated on the game and astarion that i decided to watch all of his cutscenes, and one really caught my eye: the scene where you refuse to help him with ascension and he kills cazador. however, rather than being focused on the story of this scene, i was focused on something else...

astarion cries like a child.

and i don't mean that in an insulting way, like 'oOh, asTaRioN cRiEs LiKe a cHiLd', no he actually cries like a young boy, scrunching his face up and just weeping and weeping (and may i just say neil newbon did an INCREDIBLE job during this scene, like he did that in one take?! holy shit!?). it also really makes me think:

astarion is the oldest party member in the game, why does he, of all the characters, cry like that?

like you'd assume wyll or even shadowheart cry like that, but astarion? he's literally a 239 year old charlatan that flirts with you at every chance he gets. the reasonable answer is that the game directors / animators wanted to make the moment as emotional and effective as possible, however i'm an autistic teenage girl with a problem with overanalysing things so guess what i’m going to do? overanalyse it. i do truly think that despite everything, astarion saw cazador as his rock. he was his master, captor and abuser, yes, but he was the only other vampire he knew - he taught him everything. like, picture this, you get turned into a vampire and the only other vampire that you knew was the one who turned you. of course you'd look towards them for support despite everything, like you're a vampire what the fuck else are you supposed to do? i find their relationship so fascinating as on the surface, it's a heavily abusive dynamic with a severe power imbalance, however you look a little deeper and realise the trauma bond that astarion had with cazador. but again, that's just my take on it as somebody who only started playing the game two days ago and hasn't even finished act 1 soooooo

another thing about astarion's character that i really really love is during the cutscene at camp where, after making the correct dialogue choices, he confides in you that for the past 200 years he has sought company through sex, however after meeting your character he realises that he just simply wanted somebody there for him. being hypersexual as a trauma response is fairly common in real life, so adding it to him makes him seem like such a deep and complicated character. i find it so interesting that astarion is the only character in the whole of the game that you can have this unique 'not platonic yet not romantic something inbetween' relationship with. it's a really sweet moment as he's removing his tough persona and is just being honest with you, and it shows how complex of a character he is.

i finally want to take a moment to fangirl and just talk about neil newbon and how be ABSOLUTELY deserved performance of the year at this year's game awards. he's so incredible as astarion, like everything he says makes me feel an emotion (whether it's heartbroken, humoured or flustered as hell) and i have never gotten that in a va performance before. also, the fact that when he was recording his voice lines the crew had to tell him to calm tf down is so funny, and like i mentioned earlier the fact that he did the crying cutscene in one take is so ?!?!?!?! like SIR oh my god?? he 100% deserves that award, and his acceptance speech alone proves it. plus i love him so much for coming up with the goosetarion meme i love it so much it makes me want to explode

apologies if some of the points that i made aren't accurate, like i mentioned before i haven't played too much of bg3 so i could be completely wrong with everything i just said, so please feel free to let me know if i'm incorrect at all!! this is just my yearly tumblr post, i want to start posting more but also i forget about my account and then remember every like six months or so lol

[dervampireprince]

hey guys wouldn't it be funny if i'd ordered a cameo from neil newbon and he, as astarion, called my a strapping young lad, and even funnier if i made the mistake of listening to it right before stream. hope you all enjoy the state i'll be in today

[pomegranateeater]

If you like Astarion

or even better his actor check out Dampyr, the main actor looks so uncannily like young Neil Newbon. It's also about vampires and weird relationships to their masters / family it's a mid movie but fills the bdg3 gaps

[izzetengineer]

“I get a lot of trans men coming up to me,” Newbon explains. “Which I think is amazing, not just for Astarion, but Heisenberg as well. I’m really blown away by that, and I feel humbled by it all. I have had a lot of young kids talk to me about comfort characters, and it’s meant a lot to people. It’s really amazing, humbling, and something I wasn’t quite prepared for. But I love it.”

[recents]

i know the neil newbon interview is old but i’m still always thinking about this. i think him shouting out young transmascs specifically for these characters is really sweet and also hilarious in a way i struggle to verbalize, primarily due to its accuracy. do you think he would read the richard siken tweet in astarion’s voice if someone asked

[rottenbrainstuff]

As I think more about attending the comic convention in the spring,

I’ve realized I have a strong and unpopular opinion….

I think there should be less audience questions at guest panels.

I’d really really rather just hear the actor talk for forty minutes about what they want to talk about and maybe answer two or three short questions at the very end, than listen to endless answers to questions I’ve heard the actor answer already in some interview or other, listen to weirdly personal and slightly uncomfortable questions, or listen to just weirdly weird questions in general where it’s not really clear what even is being asked.

The only Q&A I ever remember enjoying listening to was in a round-about way anyways and that was Carrie Fischer’s panel. She was asked the weirdest most awkward questions that I can remember a guest ever being asked, by fans who were clearly having trouble articulating their thoughts. I’m not really sure why Carrie Fischer specifically had so many questions like this compared to other guests. Odd, that. Anyways, she had the most awkward questions I’ve ever heard, but she answered each one with amazing patience and intelligence and wit. It was really impressive, made me respect her.

I still would have probably preferred to just listen to her tell the stories she wanted to tell, but I was quite impressed at her handling of the questions. That’s the only time I can remember ever enjoying a question session.

The very worst example I can think of is Jon Rhys-Davies. He came to my city for the first time about… oh… I don’t know, 15 years ago. He did one of the most amazing panels I’ve ever seen in my entire life. I wish I could remember more of it, but it was about 15 years ago. I just remember leaving thinking how lucky I was to hear it and how inspired I felt. There was no moderator and I don’t think he took any questions. He spent the whole time telling the audience stories about young people, inspiration, following dreams, and astronomy. It was so interesting and so funny and so inspiring and I had no idea he was such a smart and funny guy. I was so glad my oldest daughter was attending with me at the time and got to hear him talk.

A few years later he was back in my city and I thought awesome! I will DEFINITELY go hear him talk again. I sat down, he came out, he said hello, and said well, I’ve been told I prattle on too much, so! Let’s just go straight to audience questions! And he spend the entire time responding to questions. And I mean. He was still smart, he was still funny. But forty minutes of responding to the same old trivia questions I’ve already heard before was just… man. Not the same at all, not at all. I was so sad.

I’d really love to attend Neil Newbon’s panel whenever it is but mannnnnn…. I am honestly dreading what kind of weird uncomfortable questions the audience is going to ask. I am seeing so much bizarre discourse in the fandom and it makes me uncomfortable listening to other people get dragged into this kind of junk… I wish I could just listen to the guests talk. Or maybe I wish they would do for everyone what they did for Sigorney Weaver when she was here, and questions were submitted online ahead of time, and a few were selected to be answered at the panel.

Anyway. Grumpy old lady complaints. Whatever.