#astarion x ftm reader

[beautifulblooms]

An Evening Treat - Astarion x FtM reader SMUT

So this is definitely a more recent writing and I’m proud of it, had a little fun with everyone’s favorite vampire spawn, anyways, hope y’all enjoy this little treat

CIS Women and Female Aligned people, please DNI, this story and all of my others are for non-binary, masculine aligned and male readers!

Sitting on his knees in the forest a good ways from camp in the woods, (y/n)’s hands rested on Astarion’s thighs as his jaw hung slack, the high elf’s length being slowly thrusting in and out of his mouth, sensual and sloppy noises escaping from his opened lips anytime Astarion moved his hips back and forth.

“Gods…you’re doing so good darling,” Astarion’s head fell back slightly as he let out soft groans of pleasure, his hand resting gently on the back of (y/n)’s head, not pushing it down further onto his cock, just a gentle presence for the other being.

With a small hum from (y/n), he closed his eyes and focused on pleasuring the vampire spawn in front of him, taking Astarion’s length fully into his mouth and bobbing his head faster, all but ignoring the fact that the high elf was already thrusting into his mouth.

“Oh! So eager for me, my sweet.” With a few more soft groans, Astarion pulled his hips back and thrust into (y/n)’s mouth more roughly the tip of his cock pressing against the other man’s throat, making him gag slightly as tears pricked the corners of his eyes, the other being’s hands tightening around the high elf’s thighs.

Astarion’s foot moved between (y/n)’s thighs and pressed the top of his boot against his crotch, teasing the other man’s slit through his pants, making the man moan around the elf’s cock still thrusting more roughly into his mouth.

“Hmm, and it seems my pet likes that, let’s see if he likes this as well,” Pressing his boot up further against (y/n)’s crotch, Astarion rubbed the tip of it against the other man’s clit through his pants, purposefully making him whine and gag more on his cock. (y/n)’s hips started to unconsciously buck into the elf’s boot, craving more friction and pleasure as he felt Astarion’s cock throb lightly in his mouth, his tongue going up and pressing against the underside of it, teasing under the hood whenever the elf would pull out far enough.

“Aah, good boy, such a skilled tongue.” Astarion grinned as he felt the other man start to grind against his boot, keeping his heel planted on the ground to allow (y/n) the ability to grind as much as he wanted, his hips still thrusting roughly into the other being’s mouth, a more guttural groan leaving his lips as he felt (y/n)’s tongue against his cock.

As his hips bucked into Astarion’s boot, (y/n) whined around the elf’s length, a few small gags escaping him whenever it would hit the back of his throat, causing more tears to prick the corners of his eyes and eventually fall down his cheeks.

“No, no my sweet, no tears, you’re doing so good for me.” Astarion brought up his other hand to rest on (y/n)’s cheek and brush away some of the tears that fell, despite enjoying them greatly, he didn’t like seeing his precious one in pain and eased up on his thrusts slightly, trying not to hit the back of the other man’s throat, instead focusing on moving his boot again to apply more pressure against (y/n)’s swollen clit, giving the kneeling man more pleasure.

More whines and moans fell from the other being’s lips, muffled by the cock still thrusting into his mouth, but still clear as can be for Astarion, who listened to them greedily, rubbing the top of his boot against (y/n)’s slit with more pressure, feeling the other man’s thighs quake slightly as he neared his climax, the high elf feeling his own growing closer.

“That’s it, so close darling, you’re doing so well for me,” rubbing his thumb over (y/n)’s cheek, Astarion encouraged the kneeling man to continue grinding and sucking on his cock, his thrusts getting slightly more erratic as the hand holding the back of (y/n)’s head started to grip his hair, bringing the man’s head closer to the base of his cock, causing him to gag slightly more.

With another muffled whimper, (y/n)’s thighs tightened around Astarion’s boot as he came, his hips stilling as his body shook lightly with pleasure, his mouth opening more as the man’s eyes rolled back into his head slightly. Astarion grinned again as he felt (y/n)’s thighs clamp down onto his foot, knowing he brought the other man to his climax and speeding up his own thrusts once more before letting out a low growl as he came into (y/n)’s mouth, pulling his head closer to his crotch until the man’s nose was buried in the elf’s pubic hair.

“Such a good boy, swallow it all now, don’t waste anything.” (y/n) followed the order unconsciously, his body still quaking slightly with pleasure as he came down from his own high, his lips closing around Astarion’s cock as he swallowed everything that was left in his mouth with small whine before pulling off with a soft pop, his eyes hazed, cheeks flushed. The white-haired elf smiled down at the other man and gently pet his head, leaning down to press a soft kiss to his forehead as he pulled his boot from between (y/n)’s legs, his hand still cupping the other man’s cheek in a gentle hold.

“You did well, my sweet, but I think we could do much more tonight, couldn’t we?” Without much of another word from (y/n), Astarion pulled the other man to his feet, despite how shaky his legs might be, and pressed him against the nearest tree, kissing him roughly and passionately, it seemed the night was far from over for (y/n).

#male reader #male reader fanfic #x male reader #mlm account #nblm account #FtM reader #FtM smut #astarion #astarion x tav #astarion x reader #astarion x male tav #astarion x FtM reader #Astarion smut #baldur's gate 3 #baldur's gate iii #baldurs gate astarion #baldurs gate fanfiction

[storiesforftm]

Would you write an Astarion x Ftm!reader? I really wish there were more fics/imagines with inclusive readers because gods that man is queer

Absolutely!

I’ve had an idea of a post top-surgery trans man for a hot minute, so here is that story!

Astarion x FtM! Reader

“How Did You Get Those Battle Scars?”

As the night fell into silence, and every one of your companions were asleep, you noticed that tonight was going to be one of those sleepless night. In the thick, hot, summer air, you tossed and turned in your tent on your cot. You wondered if anyone was able to sleep in such heat.

Not being able to bear it any longer, you decided to venture out into the night towards the river. Perhaps a dip in the water would cool you down enough to sleep better. At the river’s edge, you laid your clothes. Shirt, pants, underwear, all neatly laid together on rocks.

You dipped your toes in and walked in until the water was up to your waist. You closed your eyes, allowing the moonlight to shine onto your skin. Onto your face. The sounds of nature allowed you to relax. You play in the water, gently running your hands through it. The water felt nice for such a warm night. To completely rid of any heat, you dunked your head underwater. Shortly after, you headed out.

You looked back towards where you laid your clothes. The only thing there now were your underwear and pants. Why was your shirt gone? You looked around, but couldn’t find it. You noticed that Astarion’s tent was now lit up with a source of light. Candles, perhaps. You walk up to the tent, and made your presence known quietly, as not to disturb the others.

Quickly, you were drug into Astarion’s tent by Astarion himself. He reacted quickly, as if he was expecting someone else to be there. You noticed quickly that he was holding a blade to your throat, and you widened your eyes as you saw his sharp teeth, which could’ve been considered blades by themselves.

Astarion quickly realizes it you, and chuckles to himself. “Oh, haha, it’s you.” He sits across from you, and after shaking off any remaining fear, you ask, “You wouldn’t happen to know what happened to my shirt, would you?”

“Hmm, no, darling, in fact, I was in my tent all night,” he slyly smiles at you. You know he’s lying, so you start looking around for it yourself. You are in no mood to be played with, but Astarion likes seeing you frustrated. He notices the scars on your chest, and thinking nothing of it, he asks, “How did you manage to get those scars?”

“Do you pry this much,” you ask, annoyingly. Astarion gives out a chuckle, “Not every night, but I feel like it now. So, how did you get them? Hm?” As he asked the question, he stood up and took out a piece of cloth out his back pocket. It was your shirt. You noticed out the corner of your eye, and you tried to lunge for it. Astarion dodges your attempt at retrieving your shirt, and says “ah, ah, ah! Tell me more about those scars, and I’ll give it back.”

“If you think im embarrassed of my scars, I’m not. I just want my shirt.”

“If you’re not embarrassed, then you won’t mind me asking how you got your scars, my boy,” he said cunningly, making you blush. Your flushed cheeks make him giggle, and he sits back and relaxes while you stand in a frustrated fluster. Astarion doesn’t look away from you, and stares you down, barely even taking time to blink.

Eventually, your frustration subsides, and you sit down in front of Astarion. “I guess you could say they’re battle scars,” you begin, allowing Astarion to ask any questions he wants.

“Battle scars? That’s all?” He huffs, “I thought it would be more interesting.”

“Yes, we’ll, not just any battle scars. I guess this kind of battle isn’t fought often.”

“Go on.” Astarion’s attention was caught. You stretch out your torso, so the scars are more visible. You explain your story.

“From a young age, I knew I was different. As I was growing up, I was raised as a girl. My parents treated me as such, but deep down, I knew I wasn’t. Then I became a teenager, and soon, my body didn’t match how I felt about myself. It took a long time to fight that battle within myself, and for me, I finally won when I could take control of how my body looked.”

Astarion listened intently, grasping every word you said. “I see. Mental battles are sometimes harder to defeat than physical ones. I commend you for that.”

“Thank you.”

Astarion looks down at the shirt he holds in his hands, and slowly lifts his hands to give it to you. You look back at it and let out a small chuckle.

“Keep it.” You say as you stand up. He looks at you, shocked. “You want me to keep your shirt?”

“Yes. I have more. You can keep that one.”

“But.. what if the others question you?”

“Pft,” i scoffed, “If the others question me, I’ll give them answers. Remember, I’m not ashamed of my scars. I’m not ashamed of the battles I’ve won. Scars are trophies I wear to show that I could overcome. I’m not scared.” You leave Astarion’s tent, and go back to your own. You lay down in your cot, ready for sleep to take you under its wing.

The next morning, you awaken to the sun rising. You step outside, and you see Astarion, wearing your shirt. You smile to yourself, and find a folded up note and a shirt at your feet. You read the note, and it says:

“Dear, my boy, y/n. Your outlook on battles has inspired me, both mentally and physically. Scars do not define who you are, but they can define what you’re capable of. The pain and suffering you must’ve endured had to be far harder to heal than the scars you’ve obtained. I commend you for that. Take this offering of gratitude. It’s one of my shirts. I hope to inspire you the way you’ve inspired me.

- Astarion”

You fold the letter and put it with your belongings. You put on the shirt, which is a bit big for you, but you don’t mind. You step back outside and see Astarion look at you. You both smile at each other, and you now know that you can inspire almost anyone, including someone 200 years older than you.

#x male! reader #x ftm reader #astarion #astarion x ftm reader #astarion x male reader #astarion x male tav #astarion x tav #bg3 astarion #astarion x reader #baulders gate astarion #astarion fic #astarion bg3 #astarion x trans reader #astarion x trans masc reader #astarion x trans male reader #astarion x male! reader #astarion x you #bg3 imagine #astarion imagine #ftm imagines #male reader imagine #trans male reader #trans male reader imagines

[ancunin-slxt]

Decided there's too much f!Tav stuff and Astarion is queer as hell (and pan, to boot.)

I'm going to be writing my own stuff. Due to how I'm feeling atm there's definitely going to be dysphoria heavy content but I'm happy to take requests. I haven't written in forever but this beautiful elven bitch has gotten me feeling some things.

I'd prefer nb and male/masc identifying folks interact, only.

MINORS DNI FFS

I'll be writing about trans men in varying stages of transition. I personally don't love the ambiguous point in transition smut/fic but I also understand why others feel that way. I'll write at any point I feel like, whatever y'all request, etc. I'm also open to other fics or pairings. This isn't all going to be Smut but like I said, I feel like queer men/nbs deserve more Astarion. Hmu.

#ftm smut #astarion x ftm reader #astarion smut #astarion x male reader #astarion x tav #m!tavstarion #astarion ancunin

[bubblegumfanfictions]

To everyone who enjoyed my fanfiction Perfect to Me feel free to send in other Astarion x reader ideas and I will do them!

I had a conversation with a friend of mine and they mentioned the sheer lack of astarion x trans readers on here. And it made me realise the lack of male Reader, genderfluid reader and nonbinary reader fanfics

I do know that most fanfictions make the reader gender neutral but they're for inclusion of men and women but they (almost) never write they/them fanfictions just for the sake of being inclusive to people.

So I'd love to write stories like that so everyone can feel included.

Thanks guys! Love you all! And don't be scared to PM me with any idea you have :)

-Lumi

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[sharkboywrites]

Friendly reminders to cis fanfic writers that afab≠woman

Afab means assigned female at birth so this includes/can include cis women, trans men, transmasc people, nonbinary people, and intersex people.

If you’re making a fic where the reader is a woman, uses she/her, wears feminine clothing, etc. tag it as fem reader instead.

I’ve been smacked in the face as a trans man by reading fics tagged afab thinking it will be gender neutral, but the reader is actually a woman and I’m disappointed because I was ready for a fic I thought would apply to me.

Have fun writing and make sure you’re tagging your fics properly, ty <3

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[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 get be 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.

#after learnings theres lines in the game where astarion says as a young boy he fantasized about a handsome prince well #also this was caused by the gender affirmation cameo i got from neil newbon #because hearing astarion say "well hello boy arent you a strapping young lad' has cured my gender dysphoria /hj #astarion #astarion x reader #astarion x tav #bg3 #baldur's gate 3 #baldurs gate 3 #y/n #reader insert #male reader #trans man reader #ftm reader #imagine #imagines #the vampire writes

[thepikal0pie]

Ok but listen

Astorion x ftm reader who is menstruating

Astorion goes to feed off of you but finds out your menstruating. He approaches you and suggests a new way of feeding from you... eating you out. If you agree this man goes ABSOLUTELY FERAL and eats you out like there is no tomorrow.

He will ABSOLUTELY DEVOUR you until You're beginning him to stop. When you turn to look at him his mouth is smeared in your blood and juice's.

"You were such a good boy for me~" He purrs out cradling you in his arms,massaging your stomach.

#astarion #astorian x male reader #astorion x ftm reader #bg3 astarion #bg3 #x male reader #x ftm reader #gay #male reader smut

[rigbyoquinnspam]

I think the reason why Astarion is so loved, particularly by trans men, is because Astarion truly doesn’t care if tav is trans or not. It doesn’t define the relationship he has with tav.

For me personally, I’ve only ever been in love with 1 person who saw me as more than my identity, and he still acknowledged me, and treated me well. In my own experience, I’ve always wanted that sense of approval from cis men in particular. Im not sure why, but that’s what Astarion gives me. He makes me feel normal. He makes me feel comfortable. He makes me feel safe in my identity.

If I were to tell Astarion I was trans, im 100% certain he just wouldn’t care, but in the best way. I feel like he’d defend anyone who misgendered me or anyone for that matter, and I think that’s why so many trans men in particular get attached to him. There’s a ton of people who tell trans people that they’re just pretending, but Astarion would know and recognize you’re not, and that’s why he’s special. To me at least.

#trans ftm #transgender #transmasc #lgbtq #lgbtqia #trans man #astarion x reader #astarion x trans reader #astarion #bg3

[weedburglar]

INTRODUCTION

* Hey yall! My name is Mason but you can also call me Mace

* He/Him

* Libra

* INFP

* trans ftm

* autistic :)

* Right now im hyperfixated on Baldurs Gate 3

* My favorite YouTubers are Supermega, Cold Ones, Papa Meat, and Brittany Broski

* Music wise I’m into Joji, Ozzy Osbourne, ICP, Matt Watson, Korn, and Sleep Token

* I cosplay!

* I love to sing it’s such a passion of mine and wish to do something with music in college

* My favorite author/artist is Junji Ito

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FANFICS

I also cross post on ao3 (weedburglar)

People I write for are:

Matt Stone

Joe Cooper and Doug Remer (BASEketball)

Joe Young and Dave the lighting guy (Orgazmo)

Kyle Broflovski (South Park post covid)

Astarion and Gale (Baldurs Gate 3)

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Things I will write about:

I’ll really only write x readers but for bg3 if tav is asked for I’ll do it

Smut/BDSM (majority of my work will be this)

Angst

Fluff

Hurt/Comfort

Legal age gaps (ex: 25 and 50)

Different AU’s

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I’ll also write about triggering topics such as:

Drugs/Alcohol

Mental health

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TRIGGER WARNING

I will NOT write about:

Pregnancy

CNC

Rape

DDLG/B

Pedophilia

Racism

Homophobia/Transphobia

Bestiality

Sexual assault/harassment

Suicide/suicidal ideation/thoughts

Self harm

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Thank you for reading! I take requests and I’ll answer any other questions you have!

#baseketball #doug remer #joe cooper #matt stone #south park #trey and matt #trey parker #introduction #ask #fanfic #fanfiction #neil newbon #astarion #astarion x reader #astarion bg3 #astarion baldurs gate #astarion x tav #astarion x you #gale dekarios #gale x tav #gale x reader #baldur's gate 3 #bg3 #matt stone x reader #doug remer x reader #joe cooper x reader #trey parker x reader #dave the lighting guy #joe young #gale baldurs gate 3

[cookiescribble]

Welcome!

hi there! we're two best friends who write things to show to each other, so we figured we'd make a blog for our writings! hope you enjoy :)

💮 A QUICK INTRODUCTION: MEET THE MODS! 💮

mod angel: she/her, 24

What I write for:

~ Criminal Minds

Spencer Reid x Fem!Reader

Spencer Reid x GN!Reader

~ Star Wars

Anakin Skywalker x Fem!Reader

Anakin Skywalker x GN!Reader

Anidala

~ Stranger Things

Eddie Munson x Fem!Reader

Eddie Munson x GN!Reader

Steddie

mod ghost: he/they, 24

What I write for:

~ Criminal Minds

Spencer Reid x Male!Reader

Spencer Reid x Trans!Reader (FtM or MtF)

Spencer Reid x GN!Reader

~ DC

Dick Grayson x Male!Reader

Dick Grayson x Trans!Reader (FtM or MtF)

Dick Grayson x GN!Reader

DickKory

Superbat

Timber

~ Marvel

Buckynat

Matt Murdock x Male!Reader

Matt Murdock x GN!Reader

Peter Parker(Peter 3) x Male!Reader

Peter Parker(Peter 3) x GN!Reader

Spideydevil/Spideypool/Spideydevilpool

Stony

Stucky

~ Star Wars

Anakin Skywalker x Male!Reader

Anakin Skywalker x GN!Reader

Anakin Skywalker x Trans!Reader (FtM or MtF)

Anidala

Skywalker Family Domesticity

~ Stranger Things

Jancy

Steve Harrington x Male!Reader

Steve Harrington x Trans!Reader (FtM or MtF)

Steve Harrington x GN!Reader

Eddie Munson x Male!Reader

Eddie Munson x Trans!Reader (FtM or MtF)

Eddie Munson x GN!Reader

Steddie

~ Baldur’s Gate 3

Astarion x Male!Reader

Astarion x Trans!Reader (FtM or MtF)

Astarion x GN!Reader

Gale x Male!Reader

Gale x Trans!Reader (FtM or MtF)

Gale x GN!Reader

requests: closed (but if you want to come into the askbox with any thoughts/feedback you're always welcome!)

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#introductory post #intro #writblr #criminal minds #dc #marvel #star wars #stranger things

[storiesforftm]

Do you think you could do a small story about Astarion and the player character who is a trans guy but pre transition and having dysphoria problems?

Absolutely!!

Also, would you believe me if I told you I had a WHOLE story written, got the hashtags ready, then my APP CRASHED?! So I’ll try to make it as similar as the original I wrote ♥️ thank you for this request!

Astarion x FtM! Reader

Fighting with Myself

Warnings!: Fluff, unsafe binding practices, readers chest is referred to as “chest.”

I woke up steadily and slowly, trying not to rush through the morning. I woke up pretty early, so I figured everyone else was still asleep. I decided I would get ready and wait for everyone else. Although, I knew today would be a difficult one to get through. I could feel the dysphoria creeping in on me, making me clutch my chest closer to my skin.

I knew that before I even went out, I would have to bind my chest to alleviate any ounce of dysphoria, so I began looking, but they were nowhere to be found. I began tossing clothes, books, blankets, anything I could grab, I threw to the side. I began panicking. “Where the fuck are they?” I said in a frustrated whisper. Then, I saw a beam of light come from the front of my tent. Astarion was standing at the opening of my tent, looking down at me.

I held my chest closer to my body as my back faced him. He came in and sat down on my cot and smiled at me.

“Darling, what’s all this rummaging about for?” He asked, making gestures with his hands to represent all the noise I must’ve been making. I hung my head low, and felt the dysphoria hit me like a burlap sack filled full of rocks.

“It’s nothing, Astarion. I just gotta find something, but it’s not here. I don’t know where else to look…” I started moving things around again, trying to find my bindings.

“Try to retrace your steps darling, did you happen to go somewhere unusual last night? Somewhere you normally didn’t go?” Then the light came on in my head. I had actually taken a bath in the river, and took my bindings off there.

In my discomfort, I could hardly tell I was close to crying. I knew I couldn’t go out of my tent in these conditions.

“Will you please search the riverside for any thin strands of fabric? I need those. If you can’t find them, try looking again… I will not survive the day if I don’t have them…”

“Of course, darling, I will go look.” I sat on my cot, trying to calm myself down, trying to think of something else besides how heavy my chest felt on my body. How much of a burden it made me. Having to bind for hours, and it being difficult to breathe.

Eventually, the doorway of my tent opened, and Astarion held my bindings in his hands. I quickly grabbed them from him, face away from him, and wrapped them around my chest. I was struggling with them, as they kept getting twisted and they were knotted.

Astarion came up behind me, and with a gentle hand, began helping me get them on. I felt my cheeks blush towards his act of kindness. As I tucked in the last bit of wrap, I faced to turn Astarion.

“Sorry about the noise earlier… without these, today would’ve been a terrible day for me,” I tried explaining.

“So, what’s the bindings for, darling? Are you hurt?”

“Oh, no! There’s no easy way to say it,” I sat down and hesitated to let him know I was trans, but I explained the bindings truthfully anyway.

“Sometimes… Well, all the time, I don’t like how my skin feels. Especially around my chest. So I bind it, to make myself appear more masculine. I’m trans, Astarion. I understand you may not understand it, but that’s why.”

Without hesitation, Astarion said, “I’ve been on this mortal plane for 200 years, and you think I don’t know what trans is,” he let out a small giggle,” trust me, my dear. When you live 200 years, you meet a ton of people. Of course, I understand what being trans is. I may not understand what it entails, but I do know that your condition is highly uncomfortable. Plus, I knew from the moment I met you. Not that you were trans, but that you were a man.”

His last sentence hung with me for a moment. Not that I was trans, but that I was a man… Astarion saw me as a man. His words completely alleviated any amount of dysphoria I was feeling. I felt very confident after he spoke to me. I had hardly noticed the tears forming in my eyes, but Astarion held out his arms, and allowed me to hug him, crying into his chest.

“You’re a handsome man, darling. Everyone else thinks so too.” He stroked my hair, and from that moment on, I knew I could take on any fight or any uncomfortable feeling happening within my own mind, body, and soul.

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[ancunin-slxt]

No one has any gay af Smut fic requests about Astarion?

No one at all? 😭

(Liking doesn't count as a request, you gotta send the request in fam, lol).

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[bubblegumfanfictions]

UPDATE: I will be writing for the top 3 votes at the end of the week! If yours doesn't win fret not, feel free to private message me with a fanfic idea and the type of reader you want me to write!

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[sharkboywrites]

Sooo fun news: I now write for Baldur’s Gate 3, so if any trans, male, autistic, and/or disabled fans want to send in a request for a fic, feel free!

Super exited to be adding this to my list because this game has had me in a complete chokehold for the past few weeks and I’ve noticed a lack of male readers or any type of diverse reader. If the content will not come to me I will make it myself goddamnit!

Always love y’all mwah

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[dervampireprince]

ASMR | Baldur's Gate 3 - Astarion x Listener SFW Trans Man Gender Affirmations From Astarion

[M4TM] [Established relationship] [Romantic] [Kisses] [Gender affirmations] [Comfort] [TW references to dysphoria, transphobia, and Astarion's past abuse and trauma]

It's been far too long since I've done any sort of trans comfort audio and I really wanted to do another one. Please let me know if you'd like me to do more of this type of audio (doesn't have to just be specifically for trans men, there's plenty of labels under the trans umbrella) and which characters you'd like it to be with.

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Custom audio commissions are open! Full public spicy audios on sound gasm (link in pinned post). 2 Exclusive spicy audios on Patreon every month. I also stream on Twitch every week @ dervampireprince . [minors + ageless blogs dni. this blog is for 18+ only.] [do not repost/reupload/edit any of my content]

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[storiesforftm]

Hey, I saw your post about writing for Astarion and I had an idea. What if Astarion was having a nightmare and Tav/Reader started humming/singing to him to calm him down

This request is so cute! I love implementing music in my writing, so thank you for this request!

Warnings: Fluff, Reader is referred to as “Y/N”, however, you can read it as your characters name instead if you’d like! | reader is also referred to as “man.”

Down By The River

Astarion x Masc!Reader

Today had been a hard day. We retired early for some well needed, and deserved, food and rest. As the moon rose over the horizon, I found it more difficult to fall asleep. I couldn’t get comfortable on my cot. Going through the things I’ve found from previous adventures, I found a book. I decided I’d read myself to sleep.

Under the dim light of an almost extinguished campfire, I read my book while everyone else slept. Things were pretty quiet, but then I heard a whimper, almost like a cry. I set my book down quietly so I could examine the sound with more care. Then, it happened again!

I started sneaking towards the direction of the sound, thinking an intruder or some thieves might be on our camp. As I turned to look, I saw Astarion. His face was away from mine, but I heard the noise again. It was him. I sat down beside his cot, gently and quietly. His eyebrows furrowed and his teeth were showing.

I decided to place a gentle hand on his head, and stroke his hair, hoping to get him to sleep more soundly. As I did so, he did calm more down, but not completely. I remembered a tune I heard earlier that day. It was soothing and beautiful. Quietly, I began to hum the song, and quickly, Astarion became more at ease. His eyebrows unfurrowed, and he was no longer gritting his teeth.

Instead, he fell into a deep and wonderful sleep, and as I sat there watching him, I couldn’t help but feel compassion for Astarion. I decided to get back up quietly, and continue reading my book that I had left near the campfire, which had went out, and I went back to my cot.

In the morning, Astarion rose from his tent, and came over to talk to me.

“Y/N,” Astarion began. I put my book down, and looked at his piercing red eyes.

“Yes, Astarion?”

“Thank you,” he said genuinely. “For last night. For singing to me.”

“Oh, you knew about that?” My cheeks flushed, which made Astarion let out a giggle.

“Well, yes,” he giggled, “you see, I was in a bad trance, some would call it a nightmare, but your singing got me out of it. It was as if I could follow your voice, Y/N.” Astarion grabbed my hand and shook it with gratitude.

“Thank you,” he said once more.

“Hey, don’t mention it! I try to help everyone I can, even if I have to save them from their nightmares.”

“Yes, well, we better get going. Not sure what kind of trouble is stirring in town. Perhaps, you can sing to me again tonight!”

I blush again, and giggle.

“I’ve never been the performance type, but sure. I’ll give it a shot,” I said happily.

“Great! I’ll see you tonight then!”

Later that day, we finished the adventure we set out on, and came back to the campsite. Shadowheart approached me, and had a smirk on her face.

“So. Heard you liked to sing,” she began. “A man of many talents, I see.” I blushed and hung my head low again.

“Ah, im not exactly a performer. Singing sometimes, sure, but nothing more than that,” I said as I unloaded my findings of the day.

“Well, you should join us by the fire when you’re done. We’ll have a seat for you.”

“I’ll be there in a moment,” I said, assuring Shadowheart that I’d be at the campfire soon.

Once I was finished putting things away and getting changed, I grabbed an old instrument I brought along and pondered if I should take it with me. I walked out of the tent, and sat down near the fire, and started tuning the little guitar that was gifted to me. I could feel everyone’s eyes on me as I tuned the guitar, and pretty soon, it sounded as it should.

I started plucking a tune, the same one I sang, the other night. While everyone stared at, me, I kept my eyes closed, and began the first verse.

“Lace your heart with mine

Let your sleeping soul take flight

Take me through the night

Down, down, down by the river

Down, down, down by the river”

As I sang the song, everyone listened. It felt angelic and euphoric to have everyone’s attention. Who knew singing to a sleeping vampire could’ve landed me doing this right now? Singing down by the river.

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A/N: I hope you enjoyed this! I really enjoy some good fluff ☺️ Also, my first Astarion story! Hurray! If you requested a story, give me a bit of time to get to it 🙏 I am a stay at home parent raising an almost 3 year old, so stories usually come out in the morning or late at night (EST). Thank you in advance, and thank you for this request!!! Have a wonderful day!!

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