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astarionsonly · 4 days
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dark urges. ascended! astarion ancunín. ღ prompt: desire, i’m hungry, i hope you’ll feed me. ➷ synopsis:. when astarion’s hunger gets overwhelming, you’re the only thing that will satiate him. <3
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in the depths of the underdark, where shadows wove intricate patterns and whispers danced on the air, there roamed a vampire lord, both beguiling and dangerous: astarion acunín, your master. with his silken voice and fathomless eyes, he prowled the darkness with an insatiable hunger that stirred something deep within you.
as the veil of night descended, astarion's cravings grew relentless, driving him to seek solace in your presence. you were the only one who could quench the fires that raged within him, the only one who could satiate his dark desires.
with a whispered invocation of your name, he appeared, his gaze burning with an intensity that made your heart race. "darling, please, satiate my thirst.” he murmured, his voice a velvet caress that sent shivers down your spine.
you knew then that you held the key to his satisfaction, that only you could provide the sustenance he sought. with a tender touch and a gentle moan, you offered your neck to him, becoming the nourishment he craved, the warmth that soothes his restless soul.
in that fleeting moment of surrender, as you gave yourself to him willingly, in the depths of his hunger, you found a hunger of your own, a hunger for the touch of his lips, the warmth of his embrace, the depths of his love.
and as you melted into him, feeling your consciousness slipping, you knew that even he drained your body of blood, you’d still offer yourself to him.
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astarionsonly · 12 days
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omg…. thinking thoughts… new fic coming 😋
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astarionsonly · 13 days
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when i read my fics i always imagine the voice of the narrator from bg 3 😭 idk why but my writing reminds me of her
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astarionsonly · 13 days
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under the willow. astarion ancunín. ღ prompt: love confessions can happen even in the most mundane places. ➷ synopsis: where your true feelings for astarion come to life under a mysterious willow tree. <3
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: ̗̀➛ in the depths of the forest, where the sunlight filtered through the dense canopy of leaves, there stood a solitary willow tree, its branches swaying gently in the breeze. it was a place of quiet serenity, where time seemed to slow down, and the worries of the world faded away.
underneath the protective embrace of the willow tree sat you and astarion, the enigmatic vampire who was now your most trusted companion. the dappled sunlight danced across his features, casting a warm glow that softened the edges of his sharp, yet alluring, countenance.
as you both sat in comfortable silence, the air filled with the soft rustle of leaves and the distant chirping of birds, astarion glanced at you, his gaze lingering for a moment longer than usual, as if he were trying to decipher the secrets hidden behind your eyes.
you felt your heart flutter nervously in your chest, knowing that this moment would forever be etched in your memory. gathering your courage, you turned to astarion, your voice barely above a whisper.
"astarion," you began, your words hesitant yet filled with resolve. “there’s something i need to tell you."
his red eyes met yours, a curious glint shining within their depths. "go on," he encouraged, his voice low and velvety.
taking a deep breath, you let the words spill forth, each syllable carrying the weight of your emotions. "astarion, i… i’m in love with you."
for a moment, the world seemed to hold its breath, the only sound echoing through the forest being the steady beat of your heart. then, to your surprise and delight, a small smile tugged at the corners of astarion's lips, his eyes softening with genuine warmth.
"and i, my dear, am in love with you as well," he confessed, his voice tender and sincere.
his confession shocked you to your core. the fact that his feelings were as strong as yours and that he opened his soul, letting those feelings conquer his heart, meant more to you than anything else could.
in that moment, under the watchful gaze of the ancient willow tree, you knew that your love for astarion was as timeless and enduring as the forest itself. and as you leaned in to share a tender kiss beneath the swaying branches, you realized that sometimes, soulmates aren’t found, they’re made. ❤︎₊ ⊹
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astarionsonly · 14 days
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astarion is literally the personification of the song “too sweet” by hozier. i speak my truth 🗣️
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astarionsonly · 15 days
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my husband…
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astarionsonly · 15 days
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hi guys ☺️ im completely new to tumblr and i finally decided to make my writings digital… ahh i really hope you’ll love them!! MMWAH
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astarionsonly · 15 days
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scarborough fair. gale dekarios.
ღ prompt: healing herbs heal hearts as well. ➷ synopsis: going with gale to the market to collect various herbs for your potions, ends with the healing of your hearts as well. <3
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: ̗̀➛ under the crisp morning sun, you and gale set out for Scarborough Fair, the bustling market known for its vibrant array of herbs and medicinal plants.
as you weaved through the stalls, the scent of various herbs mingled in the air, filling your senses with their earthy aroma.
“which herbs do you need today?" gale asked, his gaze flickering with curiosity as he scanned the various displays.
you smiled, feeling a sense of warmth at his genuine interest. "a bit of sage, some lavender, and perhaps a sprig of thyme," you replied, listing off the ingredients for your latest potion.
together, you ventured from stall to stall, carefully selecting the freshest herbs and exchanging lighthearted banter along the way. with each herb you collected, you couldn't help but notice how gale's presence seemed to brighten the day, his easygoing nature soothing your soul.
as you reached the end of the market, your baskets filled with an assortment of herbs, he turned to you with a soft smile.
“it’s been a long time since i had such a good time doing something so mundane with someone close to me. thank you, truly.”. you nodded, feeling a swell of gratitude for the companionship gale offered. in his presence, the weight of the world seemed to lift, replaced by a sense of serenity.
with the sun casting a golden glow over the market, you and gale made your way back home, the herbs in your baskets a tangible reminder of the bond you shared. as you brewed your potions together, the gentle rhythm of your movements echoed the pitter - patter of your hearts. seems like the potion wasn’t the only thing brewing between you two…
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astarionsonly · 15 days
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too sweet. astarion ancunín. ღ prompt: ,,don’t be so nice to me, it makes me want to be nice back." ➷ synopsis: tending to astarion’s dagger wound and comforting him, softly opens up a side of his you’ve never seen before. <3
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: ̗̀➛ as the moonlight filtered through the dense forest canopy, you found yourself tending to astarion's dagger wound with gentle care. his usually sharp features softened in the dim light, a vulnerability peeking through his stoic facade.
“don't be so nice to me," he murmured, his voice a mixture of pain and gratitude, "it makes me want to be nice back."
you couldn't help but smile at his words, realizing that beneath his aloof exterior, astarion held a tender heart. with each soft touch, you felt the tension in him ease, his breaths becoming steadier. as you bandaged his wound, he gazed at you with a mixture of admiration and something else you couldn't quite place.
"thank you," he whispered, his voice barely audible above the rustle of leaves. "i’ve never met someone as kind as you.”
your heart swelled with warmth at his words, a blush creeping onto your cheeks. in that moment, the distance between you seemed to vanish, replaced by a feeling of comfort.
as you settled by the fire, astarion's usual sharp wit softened into genuine conversation, something you were touched to witness.
and as the night wore on, you found yourself falling for the enigmatic vampire, drawn to the kindness that lay beneath his mysterious charm.
in the quiet of the forest, under the watchful gaze of the stars, you realized that sometimes, it's the tender moments that reveal the truest parts of ourselves—and in astarion, you had found a heart worth cherishing.
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