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a sample of extremely dubious wares? his tail flicks uncertainly, but the man looks so apologetic... "alright, lemme take a look." surely there's something kind of normal. a dozen different bottles, bundles of fur, little charms and rings and necklaces- oh, that looks harmless. lux picks a yellow chocobo feather from a container, one that looks delightfully soft and fluffy. "what's-"
"ohhh, chocobo down!" unbeknownst to lux, who is gently turning the feather in his hands, the man is smirking widely. "now that, that i definitely can recommend. works for everyone, makes you a fresh chocobo!"
"oh, i can't- that's not really a sample thing, is it. do you have a, a sample tray, or-" but the owner just shakes his head and pushes his paw closed.
"no, i think that's perfect for you." he grins. "give it a try! i bet you'll end up making me enough money after to cover it, that's how great i think it's gonna be."
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gortash drops his hand onto his cane with another clink, broadly smiling. "ah, my favorite assassin. how good it is to see you on this most excellent of days."
dirge blinks.
"you know this lordling?" minthara quirks an eyebrow.
"i... hm." it's unnerving to be at a loss for words as a bard. for once the urges are silent, leaving a dull ringing in their skull. something in gortash's face darkens, though they can't put their finger on what. he steps off his dias, reaching out to gesture something, only to fall still when dirge turns their head to look at lae'zel. "not yet, zel."
"i'm more capable of holding my blade in its sheath than you are, scaleskin-"
"where are your frills?" gortash's voice sounds strange. distant.
dirge reaches up to touch the short, soft quills on the back of their head. like always, it aches a little to put pressure on them. for the first time, they wonder if that's strange. "what?"
"your frills. the scale-hair." the lordling steps closer, gesturing in the air. "the cords went down to your waist, long, shining strands of bronze. they flared brilliantly in your rages."
or, a homecoming but to the left.
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sunrise hits like a wildfire.
you've spent the past handful of years traipsing across faerun with astarion, hunting for a cure for undeath together, and the final morning claws its way across the horizon with all the grace of a dying thing. the flask he just chugged from shatters on the floor when he shudders and jerks, and you're not fast enough to catch him when his knees go out. sunlight spills across his skin and astarion cries out-
but fire doesn't catch.
only warm light stains his flesh.
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or, resurrection has unforeseen consequences.
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- Part 19 of copper blood and silver hearts
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and the world dissolves into nothing more than fractured pieces-
cell after cell after cell of bodies, never to move again-
kneeling before astarion, fangs in your throat-
taking power at his command, nothing more than a knife in his hand that he doesn't have to touch-
empty red eyes on yours above a ricture grin-
everything falls beneath an ocean of blood.
or,
a tapestry of blood and flame, unravelled and rewritten.
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- Part 18 of copper blood and silver hearts
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'you know,' your patron murmurs, 'just because you chose the blade, doesn't mean you can't have a familiar.'
"i WHAT?" shouting makes everyone around you jolt- astarion falls off your lap with a swear, and karlach almost chucks her axe.
"whatsit? who're we fighting?!"
"did you have a bloody brainstorm, you shit?"
gale belatedly looks up from his spellbook, blinking. "huh?"
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or, kitty time.
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- Part 17 of copper blood and silver hearts
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astarion is disappointed by this party. tieflings, he thinks, should be able to throw something better than this, even if they are refugees on the run. the bard is acceptable, but the wine is sour and dull, the conversations bland- even the thanks he's given, the fluttering eyelashes, the praise, they all fall short of entertaining. he sighs, leaning his cheek against the lip of his snatched bottle.
even his companions are only somewhat interesting. the peak is lae'zel dragging a gloomy wyll to her tent, his feet stumbling as he gawks at her. lae'zel bares her teeth in something like a smile when she notices astarion, and he tilts his head with a grin before she disappears. karlach chatters eagerly to dammon, gesturing and sparking in turns, which is fun enough to watch when he's not the one in her range to be hugged and nudged. everyone else is bloody boring, drinking on their own and sulking.
...everyone but lux.
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or, parties suck can we parallel play in the woods please please please
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- Part 16 of copper blood and silver hearts
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cat's grace.
astarion supposes, pawing at the twine around his neck in a vague affectation of a collar, that he should have seen something like this coming.
"az."
"yes, dear."
"why are you a cat again?"
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sequel to 'cat got your tongue'! originally posted on my gay blog, princeofgaycats
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- Part 15 of copper blood and silver hearts
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you're not sure what exactly wakes you up.
one moment you're dreaming fondly about snuggling one of the many stray cats at baldur's gate, and the next your arms are empty while you groggily blink. you grope without looking to find astarion, thinking you simply rolled away from him in your sleep, but your searching hand only finds blankets.
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tumblr prompt fill for 'go back to sleep'
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- Part 14 of copper blood and silver hearts
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this is ridiculous.
astarion crosses his arms tightly while glaring at the ceiling of his tent. shame and frustration pool in his belly the linger he lays there, but getting up means facing things head-on, and he's a well-known coward. confessing his feelings to begin with should have been enough bravery to make his unlife perfect forever, honestly, and not have opened up fun, exciting new issues that make him want to scream in outrage.
that sanguinist.
he truly hates her.
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araj leaves astarion reeling from even the gentlest, most considerate touches. lux has an idea about how to help work through it.
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- Part 13 of copper blood and silver hearts
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the tiefling is doing something again.
lux's tail swishes behind it while it scribbles something in its notebook. every so often its eyes flick up and around, though when they meet astarion's curious ones, they immediately drop again. he frowns, leaning back.
a kind man would leave it be, but astarion has never claimed kindness as his virtue.
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or, my take on the art scene every artist tav thinks about
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- Part 12 of copper blood and silver hearts
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lux and astarion return to the underdark to help the vampires there settle into their home and live off the land. when they go looking for a place to move the rothe too, they find something special.
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or, lux finds fucked up underdark catnip-that-makes-you-horny and eats it. 3 guesses as to what happens next.
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- Part 6 of burning blood
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there are hands on his hips.
hands on his back. his chest. his jaw. his neck.
warm bodies press against him on either side, pinning him between them.
teeth click next to his ear, dig into his throat, sink into his veins, and he whimpers.
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or, astarion has a moment in bed. his partners are glad to help piece him back together.
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- Part 11 of copper blood and silver hearts
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"augh, my *hair..."*
blood and smoke trail off astarion as he pats cinders out of his curls. he scowls at the *crunch* and smell of burnt hair. "bloody absolutists. ruining my brain wasn't enough, hmm? had to go after my looks as well?"
lux rolls its eyes from where it's cleaning a new cut on karlach's arm. "go clean up, love. we'll fix your fluff later."
"it's not so bad, pointy soldier! you could trim it like mine!"
halsin chuckles at astarion's cry of dismay, and he turns his glare on the druid. "you are all traitors," he sniffs, stalking off to the nearest stream.
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or, a quiet moment post battle between astarion and halsin.
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- Part 10 of copper blood and silver hearts
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sometimes, the only way to feel safe- to feel like someone else is safe- is to be in control.
sometimes, it's in letting someone else have that control.
and sometimes, both are the same thing.
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- Part 5 of burning blood
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'petty vanity? ...of course i miss it.'
being both a talented artisan and a magic worker, you decide that rules are very much made to be broken in regard to your partner's lack of reflection.
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- Part 9 of copper blood and silver hearts
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to gain the upper hand in a fight, lux uses a potion of enlarge self as a displacer beast.
astarion is... fascinated, as a result.
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i'm not even usually into vore yet here i am
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- Part 4 of burning blood
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you want penis enlargement spells? by hellacious (netherprince)
Fandoms: Baldur's Gate (Video Games)
16 Sep 2023
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the lovely spellcrafters at sharess's caress do commission work.
astarion makes full use of this, and decides to make it a surprise.
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- Part 3 of burning blood
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cat got your tongue (and your hands, and your-) by netherprince
Fandoms: Baldur's Gate (Video Games)
09 Sep 2023
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visiting a hag right after being thrown off by the gur outside maybe wasn't the best choice.
astarion proceeds to make even worse ones.
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- Part 8 of copper blood and silver hearts
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lux has an unusual request. astarion is delighted.
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"i mean- i mean. i want to feed you. i want..." it closes its eyes, steadying itself, and there's something heavy lurking in that red gaze when lux looks at him again. "i want to feed you until you're sated. until you're *full.* until you're so satisfied that you forget what it was like to be hungry at all for a night."
well. it certainly knows how to get his attention. astarion wants to say 'yes, please' without hesitation, but those damned morals it's instilled in him make him pause. "dear, i... don't want to kill you. again. even with revivify scrolls pouring out our ears, i would rather not drink you to death?"
mischief dances in lux's smile. "who said anything about you killing me? astarion," it purrs, dark with promise, "do you know how many healing potions i have stored away? how many ingredients i've hoarded?"
his throat is suddenly dry when he swallows. "oh."
"oh, yeah."
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- Part 2 of burning blood
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astarion takes a knock in battle.
this is a bad idea for everyone on the enemy side.
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- Part 7 of copper blood and silver hearts