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Succubus Astarion, inspired by @xxnashiraxx latest, absolutely delicious fic for kinktober😏

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Gouache, Coloured Pencil and Gel Liner on Paper🧙🏻‍♂️

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With Stars to Fill My Dream (11) - Try to Keep the Truth From Showing Up

Hi!! Sorry for the delay!!! I've been having fun learning how to make gifs and things for this fic! It's been a blast, but that's why it's taken so long!

✧˖ Please remember, the update schedule has been adjusted to every other week - Chapter 12 will come out on 10/20! ˖✧

Summary: A street-smart, musically inclined human girl with a tragic past gets abducted by a nautiloid after her painfully average shift at a retro singing diner. What's worse- putting your all into Olivia Newton-John and Travolta for lousy tips, or getting your guts ripped out by a gnoll? Or worse- getting turned into a hideous humanoid squid? Ofelia Montez will have to see if she can survive long enough to find out.

Pairing: Astarion x female!Tav

Warnings: 18+. Mentions of past abuse and trauma. Canon-typical violence and gore.

Word Count: 9,535

I have some screenshots below, as well as the non-spoiler version of the art at the end of the chapter on AO3! Please enjoy and happy October!!!

Behold! The spoiler-free version of this artwork! Just in time for spooky season!

+Blighted Village shenanigans and sucky, angsty stuff.

✧˖Tag List: @khywren

Opening under the cut!

“Won’t you try? She likes you.” Astarion scowls at their annoying half-elf cleric, going back to sewing.

“While it feels good to hear you say it, Shadowheart dear, I’m afraid she isn’t taking visitors. She didn’t even bat an eye when young Wyll’s patron turned him into a devil. I’m sure seeing my face wouldn’t cheer her up much.”

“Ugh, you’re such a prick, you know that? Imagine just trying,” She turns heel, complaining the entire way back to the fire. He snickers, finishing up the filigree near the edges of the piece. It’s adequate, hardly his best work, but it’ll do. It’d surprised him that he’d even started the project, to begin with. He’s hardly ever been one for sentimentality but… well, he’d never been given the choice before, had he? She may think it’s shit craftsmanship, anyhow. Either emotional reaction would be satisfying.

“Knock, knock, darling.”

“Go away.”

“Please let me in, everyone’s worried about you and expects me to do something about it. Nonsense, I know, I told them you hate my guts and wish I’d die.” She flings the flap open, her hair a wild mess winding around her head. Furious eyes glare daggers at him, dark kohl smeared beneath them.

Quite a sight.

“What? I never said that!” Her high-pitched voice makes him snicker and she rolls her eyes. “Right, a joke. Very funny. Look, I told Wyll I was sorry about what happened to him. I gave Karlach an air hug. I told that blue-winged bitch to take a long walk off a short pier. Not that it’d work, she can fucking fly...” Her expletives make him smirk, watching her wave her arms around her head as she turns back to look inside her tent. “Now can’t I just brood in here about what stupid Raphael said, in peace, without everyone trying to butt in?” He smiles, thinking she looks rather ridiculous, before stepping inside and making himself at home atop the little stool she keeps in there. She doesn’t protest further, meaning she’s begrudgingly happy he’s here, and won’t shoo him out.

“You know, when a devil tries to get me to take a deal by dangling things in front of me they’ll know I would want to hear, I don’t take it too seriously. He was only offering it to see if you’d take the bait.”

“Gee, you don’t think I didn’t know that?” She grimaces after she says it, eyeing him apologetically as she sinks down onto her messy bedroll. “Sorry… I just… how else would he have known those things to even offer that?” Astarion waves a hand dismissively.

“They know all, but it’s only to get you to accept their offer. They’ll provide, but once that’s done you’re indebted to them for eternity. Never forget that.” She looks down into her lap, gaze troubled. When she looks back up at him it’s with those wet round eyes that he abhors.

Perhaps they’re starting to grow on him, however…

Snippet Sunday Monday

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I am late! Oh well, I spent way too much time messing around in the game taking pretty pictures yesterday that I missed my bedtime! 🤷🏻‍♀️ Please enjoy this snippet of Chapter 12- Gale Saving the Day by Charging Ofelia’s Phone! (No that's not the actual name of the chapter lol)

Release Date: October 20th

“Oh my god… it's full.” She holds the little glowing box in her hands as they all crowd around her, faces lit up by the screen. He grunts and protests when the others smash together, forcing him to be in their proximity, but he isn’t as annoyed about it as he thought he’d be. An image of a misty forest with what appears to be the time pops up and she breathes out in a rush before pressing her finger to the center to change the image. She cheers, fingers moving and tapping things he doesn’t know how to comprehend before she lowers it and looks at all of them. “I’m going to take a picture of us. Just smile, if you want-” She directs her playful jab at him and he rolls his eyes. “-but stay still!” When she raises the little screen again, they’re all there, even him, and he startles at the image. After two hundred years of forgetting what he looks like, he’s not sure he’ll ever get used to seeing himself again. “Okay, so I’m going to start it with ‘say cheese!’ and I want all of you to say cheese at the same time and I’ll click it. 1… 2… 3… say cheese!” They all echo the statement except Astarion and Lae’zel- who looks completely dumbfounded- and Ofelia shows them all the result. An odd feeling washes over him when he looks at it. Karlach’s beaming, Wyll’s grinning ear to ear, Gale’s wearing a kind smile. Even Shadowheart has a mirth to her eyes, despite her lips being relaxed. And then there’s the shining star, right in the middle, looking happy and content. And his face smushed next to hers, his cheek still tingling from their brief contact.

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ugh why must I be always so repulsed by my own vulnerability but I find it very moving and impressive if other people are vulnerable with me????

Doing a Leyendecker study with THEM because i’m unwell