#astarion spawn

Hola a todos publique un fanfict de Astarion 💖💖 ahora estoy intentando volverlo un webtoon. Quería compartir mi ilustración de Astarion-maid ¿Que les parece?

(Pronto lo traduciré al ingles)

Chapter 18

Lover's Pain

Astarion solo combat. A snippet of the chapter below. I typed ch 17 & 18 at the same time. This would not normally happen. Im going to spend time on my other little story. Not sure when I will do the next chapter of this.

If anyone interested in action, romance (explicit) come and read, and if you like it, leave some feedback to help encourage me. thanks

The animals growled and barked, already alerted to his presence beneath the darkened tree line. Invisible, and keeping to the shadows, he snuck around and out from the group; examining what he could of their weapons and possible capabilities, and determining the weakest link and those with the most magical prowess.

Wolves were pulling on leashes, although unable to see him, their heightened animal senses could track his movement under the trees. The group halted and took note of the animals glaring into the darkness, and with their fangs ready to devour an intruder. Nonchalant voices hollered at each other, having no fear whatsoever a foe may actually be out there. Again, Astarion deliberated over those in plate-mail, possibly Paladins and maybe a Cleric, all in the red padded suits. Hellriders and vampires, so there was a real connection between them. Francessca’s assumptions were correct after all.

‘Who’s out there?’ One of the men shouted, his baritone voice penetrated the gloom, ‘If you’re one of Carina’s come forward with your news.’

Carina? Perhaps a name he should remember. Come and share a little more information. He snuck around the back of them now. So confident were they, they weren’t even worried an abnormal presence was nearly upon them.

‘Captain, it could be the ones we're looking for?’ Another commented.

‘They wouldn’t be stupid enough to hang around!’ The Captain, a large man, with his chesty voice, unmissable among the men. ‘They’d be miles ahead of us by now.’

Intriguing. They seem to be hunting someone else? With the wolves still barking, he prepared his enchanted Shadow Bow, as he called it. Its intrinsic potency was birthed in the underworld. From this point forward everything he did would have to be at lighting speed. Once it all started he couldn’t predict how it would all be settled. All he knew for certain, he had to be the last one standing.

‘We have to get to them before they get to those fucking gnomes.’

‘Eduard will have our heads. They need their sacrificial mortals.’

chapter 15 Love, beyond the Dream

Lives Intertwined - Chapter 15 - Rozebud - Dungeons & Dragons (Roleplaying Game) [Archive of Our Own]

Here is a portion of one of the scenes. This chapter blew out again. Pretty much everything in this coming chapter I didn't plan for.

anyway, some little fun/ Yes. I went there and finally did it. hahaa

Chap 15 - portion of a scene

He spoke a word to himself and the transformation occurred in a weave-infused moment. Now a bat, he attempted to fly in a clumsy flap with his grey arm-wings.

Squealing with delight, she reached her arm straight out for him to land.

He managed to grip onto her arm, and he swung up and tottered down to her hand, with an ungainly gait.

‘Astarion! I can’t believe it’s another thing you never told me!’ Beaming at him, her eyes sparkled with pure rapture, and she cried, ‘If there was any way I could love you more, than this would be it.’

If he had thought that turning into a scrawny, scratchy, half-fur, half-skin tiny creature, was a turn-on for her, he would have done it sooner. Although on considering her fixation on animals, he should have known she would react like this. ‘I can assure you, it is not a very appealing creature to turn into.’ He stood, and lifted his web wings, and he studied them. They were a whitish tinge and so fine they were nearly transparent. ‘It’s new to me too, as I’ve only recently discovered I can do this.’

Her face was flushed with elation. ‘You look gorgeous, my love.’

His fur was a light grey, and his ears were long, while his nose was a short snout. He imagined his eyes were still red. Perhaps he had gone too far in showing her this form. Was she going to lose her mind over it? ‘You have a way with words, my sweet.’ He supposed being a gorgeous bat was better than an ugly one. At least he knew she was far too genuine to lie to him.

Speechless, Rascal was staring at him, confused, and then his eyes widened with amazement.

‘Such a superb texture…’ She fawned over his fur, ‘and tiny red eyes…beautiful.’

‘Mmm… well, I wouldn’t describe it as an attractive creature.’ Rotating on her hand to get comfortable, he sat. His wing-legs rested by his side, and his body hunched over nearly into a furry ashen ball. ‘I had no idea flying would be such a tedious endeavor.’

She touched his head and ran her fingers down his downy fur. The dainty sensation was pleasing, and he involuntarily trembled inside at her gentle strokes.

Her voice was as tender as her fingers. ‘I think you may have to spend many hours in this form to learn the ways of that animal.’ She couldn’t stop grinning and caressing his head. ‘That’s how druids and shape-shifters learn.’

He couldn’t resist snuggling down under her careful fondling. He wondered if this was the method of attracting and keeping the animals in her life. She seemed to know exactly how to pet him. ‘Currently we don’t have that sort of time.’ He was still adjusting to this new form and the abilities it came with. ‘I seem to have heightened senses.’

‘It might help if we are faced with vampires,’ she paused to reflect on that, ‘then again, if you can’t fly well, it will cause more problems.’

‘That’s right.’ He stood and readied his wings to take off. He flapped around her, and not able to keep up the speed and momentum he tangled himself up and went down.

She picked him up and held him in both hands. ‘I know a little about bats. They can sense other bats that are around.’

He settled back on her hand. ‘That is good to know.’ His ears twitched, as he attempted hearing the area. There was a type of spatial awareness, and the sense of many creatures, or moving entities at least. It would take a lot of practice and training to learn the finer details. In the form of this animal, his senses had become so acute, his ears and head started to ache.

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chapter 14

https://archiveofourown.org/works/72230036/chapters/198927616

a little snippet of crazy talk

Tav had been intermittently chatting with him, and now, a new topic had been circulating her mind. She started, ‘Astarion…?’

‘Yes, my love?’ He replied without looking over his shoulder.

‘I’ve been curious about something…?’ She hesitated, realizing she wasn’t sure how to word her question.

‘Oh no…really?’ He tossed a weary glance over his shoulder. ‘Ask away.’

‘Umm, do you miss…’ she chewed her lips in consideration. ‘… being penetrated… down there?’ Was that something she really needed to know? Right then? No way to take it back now. Her face was already flushing at the vision of it. Had she put her foot in it again?

Halting, he turned. With his face still concealed by the mask, she could only see his red gaze and eyes squinting … was he laughing?

He waited until she neared, and he lowered his mask. The sun was low enough for him to go without full protection. She came right up to him, and he gazed at her with a teasing glint in his eyes. ‘Are you trying to ask – do I miss being fucked in the arse?’

Wasn't sure how to send this out. Thought linking and tagging probably best. @bladesingerlily

if you are interested in this sort of fic. This is the rundown

Its AstarionxTav centered romance. The conflict is external and not between them. It's a heavy story which will have deep themes. It will include game characters. All the gang! at some point. The story will also feature Reverie and their past lives together. Layers of past lives with the theme they are Thiramin.

Vampires will be featured.

Hell be visited.

Gods and devils will appear - actually that would be cool.

Love-making is rife - for good reason. They are in love! and it's explicit.

And there is some good old action in there as well.

so yeh, Im interested in D&D lore. I'm getting my first Drizzt book. And like to get some Hell lore too, The Avernus information will help. I might hit you up for any of that. Also might be cool to get some Strahd lore too.

anyway for all who might like that type of story. It's probably a bit different from the norm.

That feeling when Cazador has fallen — and instead of emptiness, there’s pain. Bitter, honest pain of freedom. I’m glad for his defeat, yet that joy feels like a fresh scar — proof that I survived, but haven’t healed.