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ltleflrt · 2 months

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Caelnir, Astarion, and Kestrel from my fic The Sun, The Moon, and The Night art by @velnna

I LOVE THEM SO MUCH 🥰🥰🥰

#bg3 #baldur's gate 3 #astarion #bg3 tav #male tav #caelnir tav #kestrel tav #tavstarion #astarion x tav #ltleramblings #oops i ficced

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hysterialevi · 4 months

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"Without your words, your touch... I fear I would've sought purpose and solace in that void. You reminded me what living can feel like."

#gale dekarios #gale of waterdeep #bg3 gale #gale x tav #gale x male tav #baldur's gate 3 #bg3 #baldur's gate 3 fanart #bg3 fanart #bg3 oc #male tav #oc: aryus

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thechaoticdruid · 3 months

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Short and spicy Astarion x M!Tav headcanons MDNI

Astarion prefers to ride Tav when he bottoms.

He pins Tav down and slams his ass down on his hips with enough force to almost break his pelvis.

All the while Astarion tells Tav how good he feels inside him.

If Tav tries to pin him down he gets punished.

"Tut tut, naughty boy that's not allowed~."

Tav's punishment is being pinned facedown with his ass being pounded roughly.

Then once everything is finished Astarion snuggles up in Tav's lap like a little princess who didn't just fuck him silly.

#baldurs gate 3 #astarion ancunin #bg3 #astarion bg3 #astarion x tav #astarion my beloved #astarion x reader #astarion smut #male tav #astarion x male tav #astarion x male reader #Just contributing to the lack of Astarion x male Tav content #Power bottom Astarion #top astarion #Dom Astarion #I wrote this while I was eating at Taco Bell so it's short mkay

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nuka-rockit · 5 months

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Turn your wizard pink with this one (1) weird trick

(based on a template by @snuffysbox)

#bg3 #gale dekarios #gale of waterdeep #gale romance #gale x tav #tav #male tav #my stuff #my art #ok to rb #oc #rhydian

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astarion-approves · 8 months

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NSFT/Humor/Male Tav

Late at night, the campfire warm and luring the members to bed... Astarion approaches Gale with a strange request.

Astarion: Gale, could you be a dear and conjure up some grease for me?

Gale: Grease? Whatever for?

Astarion: No reason.

Gale: .....

Gale: .... and.. why is Tav hiding behind that bush? Is he.. is he watching us?

Tav, poking his head out and waving: Hi, Gale.

Gale: Hi?

Astarion: So... Grease, or no grease?

Gale: .... Tell me what you need it for, first.

Tav: For breakfast!

Gale: Breakfast?

Astarion, sighing: Sure, why not? Breakfast. Eggs and sausage in particular.

Gale: .... Why would you need the grease now? Breakfast is hours from now.... and neither of you ever cook.

Astarion: .....

Tav: ......

Gale: ...... Wait.

Astarion: .....

Tav: It's for anal sex!

Astarion: Yes, darling. I think he got that.

#astarion x male tav #astarion x male reader #male reader #male mc #male tav #astarion x tav #gale bg3 #bg3 astarion #nsft #i think i'm funny #baldurs gate 3 astarion #gale baldurs gate 3

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baronvontribble · 8 months

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elf scribbles

astarion dies a lot in my playthroughs because he is made of soggy pringles, and yet he would rather be a feisty trash gremlin than be remotely sensible

#baldur's gate 3 #bg3 #astarion ancunin #astarion #male tav

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onecupofspiders-please · 4 months

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Real talk? I see people always point out how peeps are (RIGHTFULLY) calling it out how fucked it is to erase Astarions pan-ness, and that YES he CAN be attracted to a woman/fem presenting person, and like that’s great call them out Queen/king/ur majesty. Go off, fuck it up

But like, on the flip side?

I only ever see Astarion x fem reader stuff and that’s also rlly annoying. Like I just wanna read about the silly vampire guy without being called a she every five seconds

Can we maybe work x nb/ x male stuff too y’all?

And also while we’re at it, transfem and transmasc Tav’s.

Thank you and goodnight <3

#astarion #bg3 #bg3 tav #female tav #male tav #nb Tav #gender neutral tav #astarion x tav #astarion x reader #bg3 x reader #bg3 x tav

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actuallyevilgay · 3 months

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Astarion walks in on Tav, checking himself out.. Shenanigans?

Minors DNI.

Some mild male nudity, fluff, comfort.

Ah, the elfsong inn. Finally, a place of privacy and.. Dividers? The camp room left a lot to be desired. Bunking out like this and still being able to hear your companions snore? The average adventurer calls that a dream. Bonding through nightly noise complaints.

Astarion had seen Tav naked before, having managed to wringle himself into his pants. During the many adventures they've shared thus far, Astarion had come forward with his own insecurities.. Towards intimacy.

To his suprise, Tav didn't seem all too bothered, in fact, he was comforted by being told the truth. Tav never initiated anything afterwards.. The situation was awkward at times. One sight at this couple and people would just call them room mates.

He wanted to kiss him so badly. It made him pace around during the night. Astarion cursed under his breath when Gale's snoring kept him from entering his trance. He was starting to feel pent up. No.. This won't do. He has to talk to Tav.

Turning his heel, he walked off to were Tav was resting. Tav's bed was surrounded by several dividers.. That's new.

Pacing.. pacing.. The vampire finally decides to peek around the dividers and sees Tav looking at himself in the mirror. He appears to be looking at a scar on his back in particular. There's a nervous expression pressing on his face.

Not noticing the pale elf due to his lack of reflection, Tav turns a bit and lifts his skin to check out another scar. "Is this ever going to heal..?" He mumbles.

"They're not that bad." Astarion interrupts the man, making him nearly jump through the roof, but instead, Tav falls against one of his dividers. It falls over, making a soft papery thud sound.

"Shit.." Tav whimpers, pulling his blanket from the bed to cover himself up. "Since when are you prude?" Astarion grins, moving over to put the divider back were it was.

Tav plops down on his bed. "It's been a while, and.. How long have you been staring?"

A suspicious look befalls Tav's face, making Astarion flinch. "Only a minute, I wanted to talk to you."

"I thought you'd trance around this hour."

"Is that why you're up right now..? Hmm.. Suspicious."

Silence.

"Did.. I do something wrong?" Astarion eventually breaks the ice.

"I.. No. I've been wondering if I did something wrong myself, but I didn't want you to be uncomfortable."

"..Right."

"Do you.. want to stay the night?" Nervously, with a small smile, Tav presses his index fingers together while he speaks. "I mean- Just.. to cuddle. I'll put my shirt back on-"

Before Tav can finish that sentence, Astarion slips into the other's bed, pressing himself against his chest. "I forgot how warm you were." He whispers.

Tav frowns. "Oh. I'll try to be a bit more memorable.."

"And here I thought I was the insecure one.. By the gods. We are a mess." The elf presses his face against Tav's sternum. "Keep your shirt off." He then gently caresses Tav's side, taking in his warmth. "Did your heart rate just spike..? Love.."

"I want to kiss you."

Astarion holds his breath. "I thought you'd never ask."

#astarion x tav #astarion #bg3 #bg3 tav #astarion x male tav #astarion x male reader #astarion x m! reader #male tav #male reader #x male reader #reader insert #gay

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leighsartworks216 · 6 months

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My Dearest Prince

Astarion x male!Tav/Reader

Got this idea and frantically wrote it down before passing out last night. Another specifically male!Tav/Reader because I wanted it to be idk

Because this is a Royalty au, Astarion is not a vampire. Maybe I'll do another one where he is, one day

Warnings: arranged marriage, marriage proposal, secret relationship, brief smut, light hurt/comfort, idk how royalty works

Word Count: 1,971

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First Baldur's Gate 3 Masterlist - Second Baldur's Gate 3 Masterlist

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Astarion could barely fight the smirk that dared to cross his face as you, the prince of another kingdom, came to stand before him. Something secretive shone in his eyes, translatable only by you, donned in gleaming royal armor, a polished silver accented by brilliant blue regalia. You fought back a grin as well.

With a hand over your chest, you bowed your head respectfully. Though of the same status, you were visiting his kingdom. Or, rather, the kingdom he would inherit as soon as he was wed.

"Your highness," you greeted, almost a purr. Astarion really couldn't fight his smirk as he offered his hand out to you. You grinned as you supported it from below and guided it to your lips, barely bowing down to meet it. You stared directly into his eyes, lips brushing against his gloved knuckles. Astarion thrilled, imagining your kiss against his bare skin. A whisper, so silent the courtiers and potential suitors would not hear: "My prince."

The moment doesn't last. You pull away, standing up straight, and his hand falls back to his side.

"You are a welcome sight within these walls," Astarion croons, chin raised haughtily. "I trust you will enjoy the night."

You grin. "I most certainly will."

With another low bow of your head, you retreat back into the throng - partygoers not here to celebrate, but to woo the young prince of Baldur's Gate. They batted their eyelashes and winked and purred low, but none of them caught his eye like you.

After years of doing this, you and Astarion had come up with ways to secretly communicate with each other without betraying your manners. 'I trust you will enjoy the night' was not a simple pleasantry, it was a preposition. 'I most certainly will' was an agreement, accepting the offer.

Astarion would have loved nothing more than to run after you as you discreetly slipped out of the ballroom. He would relish in pressing you against a wall and marking you up, claiming you right there where everyone could see you. Kissing and biting and sucking just so until you keened his name loudly, the echo reaching everyone who could not witness the spectacle.

Alas, he was trapped here. At least until such a time it would seem inconspicuous to retire to his chambers. He counted the seconds.

Quiet grunts caught his attention. He tossed his book aside in an instant and raced to the balcony. (It was mostly to distract his racing thoughts, though it didn't help much.) He leaned over the bannister with a bright smile.

You, now in relatively simple attire, pulled yourself up the side of the palace with the strong vines that had claimed the wall. His gardeners asked if he wanted them removed, but he just said they added a rather lovely element of nature amongst the polished marvel. Eventually they stopped asking.

In no time at all, you reached the top, hands on the bannister by his, holding yourself up as you smiled with boyish glee. "Good evening, my prince."

Astarion grabbed onto the front of your shirt, nails scraping against fine embroidery. He didn't give a damn about it. "How long I've waited to taste you again," he sighed, tugging you up over the rail. You eagerly followed him, feet barely on solid ground before he was pulling you inside.

You cup his face, hands slotting familiarly against his jaw, eagerly pulling him close until your nose brushed his. He tugged your body to press against his. "You looked so gorgeous in your finery, my love." Your hot breaths fan against his lips, you're so close. "I wasn't sure I could contain myself."

Astarion growled, desperate. "Please, don't hold back any longer."

Your lips crashed together, rushed and passionate. Noses pressed roughly to cheeks, lips and tongues trying to get you ever closer. It was not close enough. You whined against his lips.

As though in a dance, he pulled you with him to the bed. Your hands strayed from his jaw long enough to grab his thighs and lift him onto it, resting him so you could stand between his legs. You didn't stand for long, opting instead to lean on your knee pressed between his legs, pressing up against his crotch. Astarion groaned, rolling his hips against the pressure automatically.

Deft hands undid decorative buttons, slipping beneath the frivolous patterns to touch your skin. His hands were always so cold; you shivered as they ran over your stomach.

Within only a few moments, you were stripped bare before him. Your lips rarely disconnected, pants and longing sounds becoming lost in the other's throat.

He grabbed your hips and in one smooth movement had you laying on his bed as he knelt over you, as you had done to him before. The fabric of his clothes rubbed against your already-hot skin, igniting a fire in its wake. You hurriedly helped him undress.

Fully bare, he crawled with you to the center of the bed, guiding you with a hand that trailed along your side. Your head hit his pillow, and he pulled away breathless, trailing kisses along your jaw.

"Gods, I missed this," he whispered into your skin. "Missed you." He brushed a thumb along your nipple and ground his hips down, your cocks rubbing together and twitching with stimulation.

You dug your nails into his hip, guiding him as he continued. You whined and whimpered with each pass. Your other hand gripped tightly onto his hair. "Show me all the ways you've thought about me, my love," you breathed. "My body and soul are yours."

He groaned against your neck, biting where he knew the mark would not be seen. "I would have you here all night."

"And I shall not regret it come morning."

The sun hung low in the sky, slowly rising to wake the city. You and Astarion were already awake, and had been for most the night. His body was draped along yours, head resting on your chest with his arms clinging onto you. You played lazily with his hair, which was such a pretty mess after being tugged on so much.

These nights never lasted long enough. Secret rendezvous that only came a few times a month, if they were lucky. But soon enough, people would notice the prince's ongoing avoidance for picking a partner to rule by his side. They would notice his lingering glances and salacious smiles. It was only a matter of time.

He sighed against your chest as the morning rays crawled up his legs, but his mind was far from the events planned for today. Though, the subject of betrothal did not change. He turned his head to press a delicate kiss over your heart.

"You haven't told her yet, have you?"

Your whole body tensed. You always despised talking about your fiancée. "No." You press your face into his mess of curls. He holds you tighter. "I fear what would happen if I did."

He huffed bitterly. "You fear her disgust, learning that you lay with me."

"No." You pull back, cupping his cheek and guiding him to look at you. Your face is set in a strong frown. "No opinion of you could ever dissuade me; not hers, nor any kingdom's. If she despises the thought, then she will have to content herself with it every day for the rest of our lives."

His sharp eyes, blue with flecks of gold, study your face. The furrow in your brow. The line of your lips. The determination in your eyes. He sees the exact moment your features soften, as a melancholy takes over.

"I fear telling her would draw me further from you," you whisper, like speaking the words too loudly would make them come true. You brush your thumb along his cheek. "Forced to wither away in my own kingdom, never allowed to see your face again or kiss your lips. When we wed, she will have as much power as I, and if she knew of you... I fear she would deny me of you forever."

Astarion says nothing for a while. You can see the distance in his eyes as he formulates schemes, plans to free you from your engagement. Soon enough, he leans up and gently kisses you. He tastes of wine and citrus. You could drink it in forever.

"I could be your concubine," he murmurs against your lips.

You chuckle despite yourself. He smirks into the kiss. Your arms reposition themselves, wrapping around his waist to keep him safe and supported. "I would parade you around the city. You'd sit in my lap during meetings. My generals would have to translate my words as I etch them against your neck." Further solidifying your point, you trail your lips down to his neck, kissing languidly against his pulse.

He hums. "You make it sound so tempting, my love."

The sun shines upon his back now. You can feel the warmth lingering in his skin as you run your fingers along his spine. Your time together is waning. You roll over, taking him with you, until you lay on your sides. You curl around him, face buried in his shoulder, and cling to the minutes you have left. He cradles the back of your neck and wraps his leg over yours, pulling you ever closer.

He brushes his lips against your ear. "I could ask you to marry me."

"I am already betrothed."

"All they want is a wedding and a ruler; they don't care who you marry."

"We would be torn between our kingdoms."

"I know for a fact you have a sister you can pass the throne to." You huff against his shoulder. He grins. "Let her marry your fiancée."

You rub your thumbs into his still-warm back. You want to hold him forever. You don't want to pull away, don your royal colors, disappear back to your kingdom for another month.

You carefully pull your face back to meet his eyes, wishing to look at him and solidify his face further in your memories. He leans forward to rest his forehead against yours.

"I would ask for your hand in a heartbeat," he whispers. He finds one of your hands and leads it to rest over his heart. It beats solidly in his chest. It beats for you. "And you would never be caged. You could travel as far as you wish, as long as you promised to come back. Every soul in both our kingdoms would know how utterly, irrevocably in love with you I am. Not a night would go by that you are not loved, wishing for a better life with someone else. You-"

You cut him off with a kiss. It is soft and passionate all at once. The sun casts her rays over your faces. Your cheeks are warmed with her gentle caress, as are your beloved's. Even when you pull away to speak, your eyes remain closed, taking in every other sensation of him - his scent, his taste, the sounds of his breaths, the plush of his flesh beneath your fingertips.

“Being with you is all I could ever wish for.” You chastely kiss him again, as though to remind yourself he is still there in your arms and open to all the affection you can lavish on him. “When I return to my kingdom, I will give up my throne and terminate my engagement. I would give up the stars in the sky to be with you, my one.”

He cups your face, running a thumb under you eye to coax you to look at him. Both of your eyes are glossy. For far too long, you have hidden your love away. “My dearest prince,” he breathes, “will you marry me?”

“Yes. Gods, yes.”

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thechaoticdruid · 3 months

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Picture this!

AU where Astarion and good aligned! Tav have a hero and villain dynamic, and are constantly squaring up against one another. Except they are both extremely attracted to each other. Astarion is a bit more open with his attraction to Tav. Tav is in denial being the righteous little hero that they are.

"NO I WILL NOT FALL FOR YOUR TRICKS YOU....YOU....T-TEMPTRESS!"

Tav usually ends up defeating Astarion every time, but can't seem to bring themselves to finish him off.

Astarion gets very jealous upset when Tav goes off to fight another villain. Insisting no one is allowed to kill Tav but him!

Oh and sometimes they end up making out in the middle of fighting each other. Sexual tension reaching it's limit.

You may take this idea and use it for a fic btw (Maybe @ me tho?)