#tripleyeeet

[slothspaghettiwrites]

your kinktober fics last year were some of my faves last year, so i’m here to throw in the idea of a bruce banner fic involving shibari with the 🧝 prompt, but only if you’re down to do it! 😬💚

“You’re adorable when you’re tired, you know that?”

FUCK YES

Tethering

Warnings: rope play, aftercare, Dom/sub dynamic, sub space

Relationship: Bruce Banner x Reader

Bruce's hand smooths over the sweat damp ropes across your back. His fingers tug softly at them, forcing a whimper past your lips. He pulls you up from your headspace with strong, sure hands. His gentle voice washes over your tired and abused body.

With each knot he unties, he is re-tethering you to earth, to the tower, to his bed. He kisses your skin, where rope indents decorate the sore flesh. You don't move, body too exhausted from the last hour. Bruce had said he wanted to try something new, a new technique to meditate and relax.

You shive at the memory and reality as his fingers fiddle with the knots around your body. The weight that had settled your jittery mind now lifting and being replaced with soft kisses. The rustling of ropes falling onto the carpet sounds like the worst thing you've ever heard. Your ears ring with their quiet sounds.

"Shh, it's alright, bunny." He kisses your temple but it doesn't stop the whimpering, the shivering. "I'm right here."

The bed dips as Bruce crawls in with you, bringing a blanket with him. His touch is careful, as it always is, as he makes all the precise adjustments he needs to until it's perfectly wrapped around you both. But it isn't until his arms and legs pull you that you calm down again. His limbs are like their own ropes, tying you to him and compressing your muscles and thoughts back into that floating space. You sigh, content to once again to let Bruce be in control for a while longer. His lips brush against your skin as his voice carries you away.

"So good for me, thank you bunny, so proud of you, love you."

A while later, when the warmth surrounding you turns clammy instead of comforting, you groan again. You squeeze your eyes shut tighter and rub your nose against Bruce's chest. Your fingers curl into the hair there as you refuse to wake up truly.

“You’re adorable when you’re tired, you know that?”

You can hear the smile in his voice. The warmth of his tone washing over you. The smell of sweat and cum is nearly overpowering. You should both shower and eat, but for a few more minutes you just lay here absorbed in each other.

#sloth asks #tripleyeeet #bruce banner #bruce banner smut #bruce banner x reader #bruce banner x you

[ssalballoon]

hey! sorry if this is super weird but i haven’t stopped thinking about that piece you posted of rotting gale. it’s so incredibly beautiful and i was wondering if i could possibly use your art as inspo for a fic? the whole concept is just so good —i’m obsessed. obviously if not, no worries! just wanted to check with you! :)

oh gosh thank you so much?!?!! yes of course you may, I'm so honored my art inspired you to make your own?! and please let me know when it's complete, I'd love to read it TTOTT💞💞

#bg3 #baldur's gate 3 #tripleyeeet #i'm so jaw drop... really?! #honestly i was a little tempted to delete my post bcs i was so unsure about the dialogue of the comic.. i'm glad i didn't! #my asks

[ninamodaffari]

hello i am here to ask about your little guy on your header! i know nothing about them, so uh, what's their name? what's with the cool symbol on their forehead? what's their favourite colour? i'm intrigued by their vibes!!

HI THERE!!! i am so glad you came (locks the door behind you)

this dork is Yuri Galkin Zyzne'pola, Level 8 Pact of the Fiend warlock and all around chaotic sex fiend. the cool symbol on his forehead was formerly a gang symbol that he had redone to represent his rise through turmoil and beginning a new, better chapter in his life. his favorite color(s) are red and purple. (purple definitely NOT because he has a drow boyfriend nope)

THANK YOU for being intrigued by his vibes. you WILL see so much more of him <3

#tripleyeeet #dnd asks #dnd #dnd ocs #yuri galkin #yuri asks

[bennidraws]

11, 14, 17 for tav asks!! for whichever character (perhaps both 👀) you wanna do!

hello, love, thank you so much!!! <33

11. What is your Tav’s most used weapon or spell? 

Both my men are archers, tho Rosio prefers stronger longbows (sturdy and equipped with blades, so he can use it as a melee weapon when the situation is really dire... dude is out there hunting monsters, he gotta be extra about it 😭) and aside from this he uses hunting knives!

Rosio really doesn't like magic and the only kind of spells he's using on regular basis are Speak with animals and summoning spells for his dog pack ahaha

Lucis is a shortbow user (contrary to Rosio he likes his weapon very light.. and ornate. Because he likes pretty things 💀). I don't think he would normally bother with another weapon to carry, but in game I really love Phalar Aluve.. it sings!!!!!! So bardcore !!!!!!!

Aside from turning magic into music and sounds, he prefers lightning and thunder magic, because of his family heritage (his father is a really powerful storm sorcerer). And it sounds really dope combined with his lyre!! (go, boy, give us fantasy rock)

14. Does your Tav know any other languages besides Common? 

Rosio was never much for studying, but after leaving his hometown and gaining his own freedom (and not being Forced to learn), he would probably dip his toes into learning Infernal, purely because of his tiefling heritage. He's not crazy obsessed but he knows some basics.

He also most likely understands Elvish, because he was growing up in an elven town. He never bothered speaking it tho.

Living in a pretty strict and prideful elven society Lucis' Elvish is probably more perfect and natural than his Common language 🤔 But he's really smart and flexible, he could definitely learn other languages really well too, just doesn't feel the need for it.

17. Which of the companions does your Tav distrust most?

Answered in a prev ask, but abridged version:

Funnily enough it took him the longest to trust Astarion 💀 Rosio was convinced he was the object of his manipulation basically till the "I love you" moment (and even more funnily enough, Rosio was willingly subjecting himself to that manipulation, being the self sabotaging, masochistic idiot that he is).

If Rosio knew Wyll, he wouldn't buy into his whole good boy hero shtick. He doesn't believe there are this kind-hearted people out there 😔 (But he's absolutely self projecting lol, the whole "how could you turn so kind when people wronged you so... and why I wasn't capable of it")

Lucis trusts Gale, but considering he's his lover, it's a tad more complicated 💀 It means the absolute world for Lucis that Gale would basically move mountains for him, but there's also.. Mystra 💀 That would be the source of his insecurities and a bit of trust issues (which, tbh, is pretty selfish, boy!!!! It's not like you're completely over your ex lmfaooo 😭)

(And if Lucis traveled with Astarion, it wouldn't even be a case of distrust, that would be a wholeass circus-level hatred... They're two peacocks, and in certain ways dangerously similar... Kill bill sirens blasting in the distance... And that's without the current-lover/ex-lover of Rosio dynamic 💀)

#ask #tripleyeeet #thank youuu ahh these were so fun!! c: #rosio #lucis

[the-lady-amphitrite]

green! but also... blue >:)

the fact you and cleo both have assigned me THE EXACT SAME VIBES

i'm giggling, i love it

anyway, we can mutually haunt each other <3

#amphi answers #tripleyeeet

[vasiktomis]

hello you don’t know me but uh sweaty said to offer you feet so

(hope you have a toe-tally amazing night!!!)

I can’t believe my first audience with THE tripleyeeet was feet pics.

You’ll pay for this.

#outaged at this slander. #ask tag #tripleyeeet #HOBBIT feet no less..

[tom-whore-dleston]

👻

👻 - Is there a scene that you find intimidating that you have yet to write?

It's not so a much a specific scene that I am intimidated by, but more so the events leading up to the part where reader eats the poison apple and "dies" in A Royal Longing. I'm at the point where I just want to skip it so I can write the parts I actually want to write lol

ask me questions about my WIPs from this list

#whatcha thinkin darling? #tripleyeeet #WIP it good #layla el faouly #layla el faouly x reader #I'm trying to get this done before my inspo dwindles down but I overthink all of my WIPs 😫

[lewvithur]

7/36 for nose asks!!

7. i have 7 tattoos in total! 3 on my left arm, 2 on my right arm, 1 on my right thigh and one on the back of my neck!

36. i like where i live fine, but it would be nice to live in the uk because it would be easy to visit my cottagejock friends!

thank you for the ask!!

#bzz bzz #tripleyeeet

[punemy-spotted]

for you!!! 🌹

Thank you for the flowers, friend! A gift for you! From Chapter 2 of Iris:

You’d spend an eternity rotting in some Wilderness Well before you let Helmut Zemo hear you admit it, but as you wake amidst soft brocade and velvet so indulgent it might be considered criminal in some circles to push it aside, basking in the bloody light of a Noviskovian Sun, you must confess — you’ve missed this.

for every "🌹" received in my inbox i'll post one random sentence of a random WIP i'm currently writing

#shroombox #tripleyeeet #ask game: 🌹

[bearhugsandshrugs]

em hi!! saw your requests are open so i’m here on my knees begging for some somno content with either rugan or gortash 😌 please and thank you!

Combining this with another request, so here goes a dubcon somno fill for Rugan.

Rugan / Tav: Somnophilia, Dubcon/Noncon, Rimming, Vaginal Sex, Choking

1.2k words under the cut. Read on AO3 here and please check tags there as they will be more comprehensive Also this was the first time I wrote somno content so hopefully this is good.

The Zhentarim had been good hosts, as far as captors went. They’d given her food and drink, invited her to sit around the fire with them, and sent the rest of her crew a letter with their demands. Tav was wondering whether her friends would burst in to free her or simply pay the ridiculously low gold amount – who asked for 500 gold? – and she determined that it likely depended on who opened the letter. Gale would pay, so would Wyll and probably Shadowheart. Karlach, Lae’zel and Astarion, however? Well. She would see soon. 

“Have another, on the house”, Rugan teased while he offered her the horn filled with wine. Apparently one of their buyers had come through and gifted them a crate of expensive feywine, and they’d cracked that open, going through the bottles like men dying of thirst. 

“Thanks”, Tav replied with a small smile, acutely aware of the flirtatious tone the Zhent kept throwing at her. If he wasn’t the person holding the keys to her handcuffs, she would have likely even flirted back. Or, at least, if he wasn’t the person holding the keys to her handcuffs because he was holding her hostage. 

The wine tasted stronger, more pronounced, than the one before. It was only her second filling, but she felt dizzy after only a few moments, her head spinning as if she’d been drinking the whole crate. She vaguely noticed that Rugan and another guy, couldn’t remember his fucking name, helped her back to her cell down in the basement of the house they were squatting in, and they took off her handcuffs before making their way back up, locking the door behind them. The only light in the room was coming from the tiny air shafts up on the walls, the moonlight softly shining through the cracks. 

Not that Tav cared. She turned onto her stomach, softly sighing, and fell asleep almost immediately, the warm feeling of haziness pulling her under. 

A tingling feeling intruded her dreams. Something wet. And soft. A groan? Tav’s eyes fluttered open, but they felt like lead, so heavy she could barely keep them open. A soft sigh tumbled out of her mouth, and she noticed in passing that it was hanging open, drool having pooled down on the thin and worn out pillow they’d given her. 

A bolt of pleasure shot through her as her hips bucked upwards, but someone… held them down? A flick of the tongue against her asshole. And another. And another. 

Tav grunted as she came to, but barely, immediately losing her focus when she tried to open her eyes and focus on anything. 

Broad strokes lapped at her, and then the tip of a tongue pushed against her ring, and someone was feeling up her ass with both hands. Tav wanted to speak, but she couldn’t. Words wouldn’t form. She sighed. Maybe this was a weird dream? The way her cunt twitched would definitely speak for that…

Sleep dragged her under again, blacking out any more thoughts. 

Something stretched her from within. Wet sounds. Kisses on her neck down her back. Hungry moans from… a man?

Tav’s eyes slowly opened again, and this time, they clung to the light of an oil lamp. Wait. That hadn’t been here before–

“You’re so tight for me, lass”, Rugan groaned in her ear, and it was then that she realized he was buried in her cunt, fucking her. 

A gasp flew out of her mouth, and then a moan, as his thick cock pushed into her without relent, the girth making wet noises as it slid in and out. She wanted to say something, ask something, but the words wouldn’t form. Instead, she muttered out something incomprehensible, mixed with a sound of pleasure as his cock kept rubbing against her walls. 

Her cunt clenched around him, greedy, needy, apparently on its own timeline, because Tav was barely awake to even realize what was happening. 

“Ru–” The name died on her tongue as another bout of dizziness washed over her. Her vision blurred out around the edge, and she drowned under again, losing consciousness once more. 

The next time she came to, her core was on fire. She heard a woman moaning, loudly, vulgarly, and it took her nearly a minute to understand it was her own voice that was making those sounds. Something… no. Someone was rubbing her clit, and wait… when had she turned?

Tav was lying on her back now, and when her eyes finally opened they fell on Rugan, his mouth wrapped around her tit as he sucked on her nipple as if his life depended on it. One of his hands was squeezing her other breast so hard it hurt, but that was only a distant thought, far away on the other side of an ocean of pleasure that threatened to drown her at any moment. 

“Ru– gaaaah—-” She moaned, her hips bucking into him on their own, and then she remembered his other hand, eagerly rubbing against her clit, bringing her closer and closer to the edge. 

“You’re so beautiful”, the Zhent groaned, mouth still half-full with her breast, “I’m gonna fill you up with my cum, fill you up so good–” He moaned the last word into her flesh as he bit down, drawing out a mewl from Tav. She didn’t want this. Or. Did she? She wasn’t sure, wasn’t even sure if this wasn’t a dream after all. 

She tried to reach for him but her arm was so heavy, it immediately fell back to the side. Rugan finally let go of her tits, bringing his mouth and hand to her face and throat. As he tightened his grip and constricted the flow of air into her lungs, Tav gasped and gasped, both at the way she could barely breathe, and the fact that her entire body was burning with need. 

“Fuck”, Rugan cursed against her neck, “come for me you whore.”

And with that he shoved his thigh under her leg, propping it up to give him even deeper access, and the new angle was enough to tip her over the edge. Tav cried out as her cunt clenched around his cock, contracting again and again and again as pleasure washed over her, and somewhere in the middle of that he followed her, spurting his seed into her while her muscles tightened around him, milking him dry. 

Lips that tasted like alcohol found her mouth and a tongue was shoved in, a messy kiss finishing the act. Tav couldn’t tell what was real anymore, still breathless from the intensity of her release, and when Rugan pulled out of her, he chuckled. 

“Made a right mess here, lass”, he grinned, and he held her legs up and apart, watching his cum drip out of her before he pushed it back in with his fingers. That’s when Tav felt the wetness under her backside, her own release obviously having been even more intense than she’d noticed. Everything was still blurry, and hazy, but she was slowly coming to, and she saw Rugan size her up in the dim light. 

“You look thirsty”, he said smugly. “Why don’t you have another drink?”

#rugan #bg3 rugan #bg3 smut #cn: dubcon #my writing #drabbles #tripleyeeet asks #cn: noncon

[tripleyeeet]

somehow i managed to get a really good bloodweave related url and the urge to switch to it is so strong. however the mere idea of having to redo my masterlist makes me want to throw myself off a cliff!!!

#also i've had tripleyeeet for so long???? #it feels like i'd be changing my entire identity #but also #bloodweave!!!!

[liminalpebble]

@lokischambermaid @lokisgoodgirl @gigglingtiggerv2 @goblingirlsarah @elegantkoalapaper @eleniblue @leelei1980 @coldnique @sailorholly @acidcasualties @hellfirenacht @fairyysoup @tripleyeeet @loopsisloops @holdmytesseract @thedistractedagglomeration @thenerdyoldersister @sweetsigyn @muddyorbs @mochie85 @take-everything-you-can @alexakeyloveloki @peachyjinx @infinitystoner @loz-3 @jennyggggrrr @josephfakingquinn @unfocused81 @slutty-thevampireslayer @little-wormwood @littlespaceyelf @icytrickster17 @mischief2sarawr @mischiefmaker615 @lemongingerart @ladyofthestayingpower @smolvenger

#fanfic memes #loki memes #peb's memes #sas #lovely fanfic friends

[lex-the-flex]

Astarion finding out reader is ticklish

Ticklish

Oh, Astarion would love this.

He wouldn't stop teasing you. No matter how hard he tried. The day he discovered that you were ticklish was a fun one in fact. It happened when it was time for the two of you to take patrol in hunting for the day. The group's rations and water was running low, so Gale suggested that you and Astarion should track down some deer.

"Why the two of us?" You asked Gale, tying the laces of your boots.

"Because you are an excellent shot, Y/N. And that Astarion can track anything from miles away." Gale responds, crossing his arms.

"Not to mention that he's fast. Incredibly fast." You scoff, trying to shake the shudder from creeping up your spine.

Sure, you liked Astartion. You were still getting used to him and you couldn't deny the new and surprising feelings you had for him. But you weren't sure if he felt the same.

"Come on, Y/N. He's good to have around and I know he enjoys your companionship. Besides, the two of you work good together." Gale replies, helping you from your spot on the ground.

"Alright, fine." You answer, before heading to get your gear ready.

The woods peacefulness felt wonderful amongst all the fighting and missions your crew had to go on. Filling up the few canteens with fresh water from the river, Astarion caught you off guard. Grabbing your sides in hoping to scare you, he tickled you feverishly.

"Astarion, stop! As-- Star!!" You begged through giggles, wanting him to stop.

"Oh why, it's so precious when you giggle for me!" He teases, finally letting go of your waist.

Standing from the river's edge, you both were ready to go back to camp when suddenly, Astarion got an idea. An funny, yet a naughty idea. When the two of you reached the camp's boarder, Astarion set down the supplies that you both had gathered and then proceeded to reach for your waist.

Gently tickling your sides, you're unable to break free from his grasp, and he carefully backs you against a tree. Grabbing his shoulders, Astarion pauses as the two of you silently gaze at one another. Slowly leaning forward, Astarion hesitantly presses his lips to yours, capturing you in a passionate kiss.

Wrapping his arms around your form, he pulls you closer to him, wanting to feel your body against his own. Tangling your fingers in his white curls, he breaks for a moment, relishing in the taste of your lips. Gliding his lips down to your neck, a gasp leaves your mouth just as he makes contact with the sensitive skin.

Parting your legs with his knee, Astarion secretly; desperately wants nothing more than to feel you around him. To have you scream his name while he fucks you so smoothly, and he wanted to be your first. He wanted to be all yours in a clogging wave of lust and love and you wanted it too. You trusted him with everything, so much that you were willing to let Astarion introduce you to a whole new side of him.

Biting your lip, a quiet moan escaped your lips, and Astarion's ears perked up.

"Sshh, not now, love. We'll get to enjoy each other soon enough." He whispers before kissing you once more.

tagging ~

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#astarion #astarion fic #baldurs gate astarion #astarion baldur's gate 3 #astarion romance #astarion x y/n #astarion x you #astarion x reader #baldur's gate 3 #baldur's gate iii #astarion fluff #astarion fanfic #neil newbon

[imgoingtofreakoutnow]

Baby, be still for me

Summary: Miguel accidentally bites you, paralyzing you for a while...

Pairing: Miguel o'Hara x fem!reader

Warnings: 18+ ONLY, porn with no plot, overstimulation, fingering, oral (f!receiving), cockriding, p in v unprotected (always use protection guys!!!), small aftercare, Miguel!switch, reader!switch

A/n: this is definitely the filthiest thing I've ever written so I hope you all enjoy <3 (tagging @tripleyeeet because yes)

\_/

The bite had been an accident, or at least that was what Miguel told you.

Just below your jaw, so close to your jugular. You could still feel the sting, the slight pain and numbness where Miguel's fangs had dipped in your skin.

The paralyzing serum had worked quickly, more than what Miguel had anticipated. In less than a minute you found yourself completely still in bed, still breathing but unable to speak or move anything other than your eyelids.

"Do you want me to stop, nena?" Your breath quivered as he moved his hands down your waist, grabbing a handful of your thighs and pushing your legs open. "Blink once for yes," he whispered, his words accompanied by a shallow movement of his fingers along your inner thigh, "and two for no."

You blinked slowly, even your working muscles almost stuck in a haze. You hadn't opened your eyes back from the second blink that Miguel's tongue had already moved on your folds, lapping and sucking on your clit.

You tried to scream his name, but all that left your mouth were incomprehensible moans and grunts as Miguel's tongue slithered inside and out of you.

The first orgasm reached you quickly in a blurred ecstasy, followed by another one when his fingers finally entered your pussy and reached the spongy spot that his tongue didn't manage to.

Every nerve in your body screamed for more, to push your hips towards him and rock them in a symphony of movements, to grab his hair and pull his mouth on every inch of your skin they hadn't touched yet.

"¿Te gusta así, nena?"

His voice was low, a hot breath against your skin as his fingers kept pumping inside of you and his thumb circled relentlessly on your clit.

Some air left your lungs, intending to cry out a yes, but your lips still weren't collaborating. A needy and broken moan escaped your mouth, a visceral sound you didn't know was in you.

Another moan followed the first one though when Miguel stopped his motions.

"You gotta answer me, cariño." Wet fingers reached your chin up and pulled it down until you met his scarlet eyes. There was a wild rawness in them, that made your heart and core throb.

"Do you like this?" he asked again, his hands going back inside your slick folds but without ever breaking eye contact. "Yes or no?"

You blinked, your chest moving sharply up and down, and Miguel smirked devilishly.

"Muy bien," and he continued the siege of your pussy as his other hands played with your nipples.

You didn't know how long this went on, your mind was completely drunk with pleasure. Everything between your legs was red and puffy and so, so sensitive.

That's probably why you didn't even realize when your arms moved and your hands gripped Miguel's hair.

He raised his face, lips swollen and smudged with your juices, and another smirk appeared.

"Welcome back, sweetheart." He crawled towards you and kissed you — no, he ate your lips. You could taste yourself on his and somehow that set your core on fire once again.

"You treated me so well," you whispered breathless on his mouth, pulling him closer by the neck. As you did, you felt his cock resting on your belly, hard as a rock. "Now let me do something to help you."

Before he could say something or pin you against the mattress, you thrusted him on his back and sat on his erection.

Miguel opened his mouth to say something but a quiet moan was all that came out as you started grinding on it.

"I'm gonna ride your dick," you explained, the friction making you gasp for air for every word you uttered, "and you will stay there. No hands on me, nothing."

You moved from his penis and sat on his chest, wet from both your cum and his pre-cum. "Am I clear?"

Miguel nodded. "Sì, clarísima."

And as much as him speaking Spanish turned you on, you shook your head.

"Blink, love."

Another smirk pulled his lips upwards as he blinked.

"Muy bien."

When you finally guided his cock inside of you, you felt no resistance whatsoever. Your walls opened up as if they had been waiting for it and immediately sucked it in completely.

You and Miguel gasped together when his tip hit your spongy spot, and you heard him swear under his breath when your hips started thrusting.

"Joder!" he gasped as your sped up your motions, gripping his hair with one hand and the sheets with the other.

You threw your head back, your eyes closed as you simply fucked yourself into his cock. The sound of your bodies was an incoherent mix of squelching and gasping and swearing and your pussy almost hurt from all the prior overstimulation, but your mind was completely drunk on all of these sensations.

The knot inside your stomach was close to come undone, you just needed a little push, but you weren't alone in this.

You looked down on him as your hand went down to your clit and started circling it quickly.

"Gonna come for me, big boy?"

Miguel didn't wait for an answer. He pushed himself up, so that you were chest to chest and thursted into you a couple more times before he filled you up.

You followed soon after, eyes closed and limbs tired, and you let your forehead fall on Miguel's shoulder.

He kissed gently your salty skin, and you felt him smiling against it.

"What?"

"Nada," he shrugged, leaving the bed to retrieve a towel from the bathroom. "Just thinking I should bite you more often."

You chuckled, too tired to even think of a way to respond. You simply let him take care of you, as you always did.

\_/

Spanish translation:

Nena - baby

Cariño - darling

¿Te gusta así? - Do you like it like this?

Muy bien - Very good

Sì, clarísima - Yes, very clear

Joder - Fuck

#miguel o'hara x reader #miguel o'hara x female reader #miguel o'hara fic #miguel o'hara #miguel o'hara smut #across the spiderverse #spiderman across the spiderverse #atsv #annie writes

[the-lady-amphitrite]

AMPHI Hi

tell me your favourite fun fact about nehiri!!

HELLO MY BELOVED SUMMER. i admit i genuinely forgot that post was in my queue, but!!! i am so excited to answer this, i am literally giggling and vibrating!!!

i have several favourite fun facts about Nehiri floating around in my brain, so i will go with two of them bc i think theyre very fun little tidbits about her!

Nehiri hates sweets and sweet things - no matter what it is! food, drinks, medicine; if it tastes sweet, she hates it.

she's also a 3/1 Circle of Spores Druid/Thief Rogue, with a Performer feat!

#amphi answers #tripleyeeet #nehiri rumaer #i leaned directly into her backstory when choosing to multiclass her as a rogue and giving her the performer feat #i have zero regrets #also please tell me i sent a question about zayis bc i meant to and its been so long I DONT REMEMBER IF I DID but i do remember the questio #i hope your vacation is going well btw!!!

[justporo]

Ok listen, listen to me! Are you listening? I'm sure this was talked about, well I talked about this before, but there's a specific worm in my brain atm:

What if - despite you fancying Astarion and Astarion fancying you (read: manipulating - at least at first...). You DON'T sleep with Astarion - because no, there's just too much other shit going on. You become friends, desperately pining over each other. And you even more so the more you learn and reveal about Astarion: you care for him, you want to help him - desperately.

And the vampire has fallen hard for you but. firstly, you declined and secondly, maybe he's convincing himself you're just not into him that way and thirdly, your friendship is so precious to him, he wouldn't dare risk it.

So you go on: swooning over each other but your priority is sorting out all the messes you're in. And you probably don't even bring up the topic again until...

Well, until all the messes have been dealt with and you both realise that now might be a good time to bring this up again.

Of courrse neither of you want to ruin the friendship you have but now that it's back on the table: you want each other desperately.

And imagine, imagine this is the first time Astarion experiences sex again: he's free now! And this might very well also be the first time in his long life where he had the time to fall in love with someone before sleeping with them. And he can experience his first time with you and how different it is - how wonderful it can be with someone he cares for and has been yearning for.

There's lots of pent up tension, excitement, so many emotions. It's probably a hot mess and at least a little awkward. You're probably both tripping over each other, you can't keep your hands off each other for even the shortest of moments. Limbs get stuck in clothing, you're falling over furniture and laughing all the while. You're both in awe of each other, taking the time to just take each other in, blushing a lot. Astarion compliments you because he can barely believe how incredible you are and you repay him in like - until both your heads are swimming with admiration and adoration for each other.

And it's probably over very quick because let's be honest: it's been more than a while and emotions are somersaulting. Of course it will also be a long night, you both waited a long time for this. It's also only one of many nights that probably follow. Might be you just spend quite an amount of time in your happy bubble - just the two of you. You can just spend some time to get to know each other in this new kind of way - with time and space, and most of all: in peace.

And Astarion and you can start a loving, passionate relationship with a bit less weight on your shoulders - make wonderful memories right from the start.

(This was also fueled by @tripleyeeets recent post about wanting more awkward sex in fanfics and I wholeheartedly agree)

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