Baldurs Gate - Tumblr Posts
Mah'gret Thatchor lives rent free in my head
Guys I swear I'll finish my current playthrough (more screenshots below)
I really like the hair options in this game
Making memes based off xbox party shenanigans is my favorite past time
This is the greatest update to any game ever
I've been desperately trying to make the perfect drow durge
Some of my tavs and durges
Amalia - Half Elf - Dark Urge
Amazing 🤣 Scratch with his happy puppy face, Karlach absolutely dying in panel 5 🤣🤣
"Lassie" is getting a Baldur's Gate remake.
Tav or dark urge? Can't decide.
he’s got pathetic dripping wet white boy swag
by my lovely friend @hungrymortician! (she forgot her tumblr login but asked me to post it instead).
original post below the cut
*sigh* me and may friends paid Theo Solomon to say in Wyll's voice that he's "in da club straight up jorkin it" so of course I have to infect as many people as possible with this newly created cursed audio
Update: we met him at dragoncon and he actually recognized us from the cameo 😭 he was very sweet and enjoyed our wyll ravengard fanclub/sus coven shenanigans
🩸 Announcing: Astarion’s Thirst Collection! 🩸
Calling all Astarion fans! If you've been waiting for a place to showcase (or enjoy) thirst for our favorite vampire in both his ascended and unascended forms, I've created the Astarion’s Thirst collection on AO3. 😈 Whether it’s sensual, dark, explicit, or anywhere in between, this collection is for those of us who appreciate the steamy and seductive sides of Astarion! 💋
🔞 Details:
Mature and Explicit works are welcome!
Sensual works, dark romance, dubious consent, and kinks are all accepted (just make sure to tag properly).
OC x Astarion, Tav x Astarion, or even solo explorations of Astarion's thirst—all ships welcome! 🍷
Exploitative content on Astarion’s trauma might not fit, so contact me if you're unsure.
📌 Ascended or unascended, both are welcome! Join here and DM me if you have questions. If you are interested in having your work added to this collection, please feel free to just add yourself! I might also request invitations of works I think would be great but let me know what you guys think! Please consider reblogging to get the word out! Update: Ao3 guide on how to add your work to this collection!
To add your own work to someone else's collection:
Select the "Edit" button from the work's page, and scroll down to the "Associations" section.
Enter the collection name in the "Post to Collections / Challenges" field. You can start entering the collection's name, and the autocomplete list will populate with collections you can choose from. You can add the same work to multiple collections. For us its Astarion Thirst (Astarion_Thirst). It might take a bit of loading but it will show up (Yes, there is no 's)
Select "Post" to apply your changes.
If the collection is unmoderated or you're a member of the collection, your work will be immediately added to it. (Thats us!)
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Thank you for visiting my blog! To check out all my fanfic works please see the below! Also follow me on X: https://x.com/BellasMumbles NEW COMMUNITY PROJECT:
🩸 Calling all Astarion fans! 🩸Looking for a place to explore (or enjoy) the steamy side of our favorite vampire in both his ascended and unascended forms? The Astarion’s Thirst collection on AO3 is live! 😈 Whether it’s sensual, dark, explicit, or anywhere in between, this collection is for those who can’t get enough of Astarion’s thirst for blood, passion, and more. 💋 Full Details: HERE AO3 Collection Link
In the aftermath of their victory over the Nether Brain, Astarion, now newly Ascended, and Sima’s love is tested by dark obsessions and a quest for independence. As they navigate perilous power struggles and inner demons, their bond teeters on the edge. Will it endure the encroaching darkness, or be consumed by it? Chapters on Tumblr: Prologue, 1 , 2 , 3 , Interlude, 4 , 5 , 6, 7, 8 , 9 , 10 Interlude 2 , 11 , 12 13 14 15 Entire Story Link on AO3 Spotify Playlist
Sima, a modern musician, is thrust into the magical world of Baldur’s Gate, captivating a certain vampire spawn: Astarion. Their passionate romance faces challenges of jealousy, societal prejudice, and personal traumas. Together, they navigate love, trust, and intimacy, standing as a team against the shadows of their pasts and the trials of a fantastical realm.
Tumblr posting Starts and Hiatus Will End: Aug 2024 Entire Story Link on AO3 (11 Chapters)
Songbird's Sanguine Sunset / Tumblr link inspired by Blood of the Songbird by @songbirdoftherogue Unfinished Work: Revenge and Blood on Silken Dunes
Tumblr Articles and Musings:
Musing 1: Snippets Snippet Prompt 1
Musting 2: WIP WIP 1
Musing 3: Characterization Discussions (Spoilers!) Characterization for Astarion's Paths , Characterization for Sima (Tav)
Musing 4: Random Ramblings Ramblings 1
Personal Projects:
I have launched a blog for my witchery and spilling the tea on the craft! Come check it out HERE
Thank you for Reading my work and if you are feeling kind, please leave a good word or comment or reblog on anything, its always appreciated!
Bella
graphics for lip dividers here: @firefly-graphics
I have launched a new blog!
And Now...for Something different
Hey there, magical misfits and word weavers!
Guess who's conjuring up something wickedly wonderful? That's right—this witch is stirring her cauldron and launching a brand-new blog! 🧹✨
If you've ever pondered the mysteries of the universe between sips of chamomile tea, or found yourself debating the merits of ancient rituals versus modern practices (while your candles burn down to stubs), then boy, do I have a treat for you! After the cut lovelies!
Over the years, I've danced with Hekate under the moonlight, delved into the Greek Magical Papyri, and even sprinkled in a dash of my mother's Indian folk wisdom for good measure. I've wrestled with the commodification of the Craft (looking at you, overpriced crystal sellers) and embraced the beautiful complexity where science and witchcraft intertwine like ivy and oak.
So what's brewing on the new blog?
Magical Musings: Where I'll spill the enchanted beans on everything from historical witchy wonders to my latest thoughts on decolonizing our practices. Prepare for deep dives—with a splash of cheeky commentary, of course.
Reverent Rituals: Step into my sacred space as I share personal rituals and spells that are potent yet accessible—no unicorn tears or dragon scales required.
Purpose & Practice: Let's get down to the nitty-gritty of building a meaningful Craft without selling your soul (or your savings) for fancy tools. It's all about intent, baby!
Shadows & Selfsame: Join me on a journey through shadow work and self-exploration. Because even witches need to face their inner goblins.
Chosen Circle: A curated collection of resources, community shout-outs, and maybe a cat meme or two. Connection is magic, after all.
I care deeply about this path we're walking—respecting its roots, challenging the fluff, and finding that sweet spot where tradition and personal growth meet. If you're ready to explore the Craft with a dash of humor and a whole lot of heart, come fly with me!
So grab your broomsticks and let's embark on this enchanted adventure together. Trust me, it's going to be spellbinding. 🔮 https://www.tumblr.com/teaandbroomstickscafe
POV: Astarion kisses your hand by the campfire <3
The Chains that Bind Us
Chapter 2
"I'm here for you." Rhiannon's gaze met Astarion's eyes.
For Master Astarion? Stefan was perplexed.
"For me?" Astarion shifted his weight, a deadly and lazy smile creeped across his face. "Are you here to kill me?"
"Not today."
Astarion gave a cold laugh. "Well now you've piqued my curiosity. So, tell me then. What can I do for you?" His eyes were littered with malice.
"Did you get my letter?"
"I try not to read too much trash, darling. It ruins a perfectly good mind, you know."
Rhiannon studied Astarion's face, her face unmoved. Unsurprised. Stonefaced. "Can we talk in private?"
"And why would I do that?" Astarion gestured to his spawn around him. "You're powerless here, darling. I could have your throat ripped out in a heartbeat and I wouldn't even have to lift a finger."
"Astarion." Rhiannon stepped closer to him. Astarion's body tensed. She held his gaze. "You and I both know that you don't need your spawn to kill me. I'd be dead if you wanted me dead."
"Fine." Astarion said, after a pregnant pause. "Everyone, out."
"Is... it safe for you Master Astarion?" Vanara probed gently.
"I am the vampire ascendant. I don't need protection from the likes of you. I TOLD YOU TO GET EVERYONE OUT." Astarion snarled.
A stiffness came across all the spawn as they firmly grabbed their guests and started to usher them out of the banquet hall.
"Not her, you idiot." Astarion flung Stefan across the room.
"Come." Astarion beckoned Rhiannon. She followed, obligingly to the grand master's room at the top of the stair.
"I thought you would have razed this palace to the ground." Rhiannon sat into a large cushioned seat.
"I thought about it." Astarion handed her a glass of wine. "But it's built into the city. It's hard to become a notable politician if you become a known arsonist."
"I suppose that's fair." Rhiannon undid her braided hair, allowing the fine silk of her white strands fall across her shoulders.
"So... when did you start going by Rhiannon?"
Rhiannon smiled at him. "It's just a cover I use. Although, it's been a while since anyone called me Tav."
"You know... Jaheira came here a few years ago looking for you. She was so sure I had you locked away one of those prison cells in the basement. That, or I had hand in your death."
"I'm sure you told her otherwise."
"Not that she was ever convinced, mind you. I'm sure she's... still in her little hovel plotting your prison break."
"It's only natural. Citizens do have a tendency of disappearing when they enter your doors." Tav took a deep drink from her goblet.
"True." Astarion admitted. "But that really begs the question. Where have you been?"
"Here and there." Tav didn't quite meet Astarion's eye. "I spent some time wandering with Arabella. Other times, I walked the world on my own as Rhiannon."
"And Waterdeep?"
Tav studied his face for a moment. "That's why I'm here. I need your help."
Astarion leaned back into a chair. "How interesting. And what is it you're asking from me?"
"It's Gale." Tav folded her arms across her chest. "You remember the Crown of Karsus?"
"You mean the reason we spent all that time getting eaten alive by insects with a tadpole in our brains fighting Illithids and the Absolute?" Astarion snorted, "How could I forget?"
"Mystra promised Gale that she would remove the orb if he gave her the Crown of Karsus."
"Well that seems like a bargain for Mystra at least."
"Gale found me at the end of the world. I don't know how how he managed he tracked me down. He told me had been trying to reforge the crown on his own, but that his orb was starting to grow out of control again." Tav ran her hands through her hair, intently at her boots. "He needed help. He begged me. The crown was at the bottom of the Chionthar."
"You helped him find the crown?"
Tav's gaze finally met Astarion's. "Yes."
She frowned at herself. Was there a touch of guilt in her eyes? "You should have seen him, Astarion. He was... gaunt." She paused, as if lost in the memory. "We got the crown, but the netherstones had been scattered by the waters."
"And you want me to help you find these netherstones for him, is that it?"
"In a sense." Tav took another sip from her glass. "We found two."
Astarion twirled his curled white hair in a single finger. He watched her face carefully, noting the tired lines in Tav's face, the faint dark circles under her eyes. Had they always been there? "And where exactly is the third netherstone?"
"I tracked it down to Athkala. There's a human noble I believe in possession of it."
"Well, there you have it. You just need coin. You don't need me."
"I'm not sure if it's for sale, if you catch my meaning. Getting the stone is... not the problem. How he is now... Gale would have no issue wresting the netherstone from their grasp. Or mine, for that matter."
"So you want to obtain the netherstone to keep it from Gale?" Astarion raised an eyebrow.
"It just seemed... As we got closer to our goal, he just wasn't himself. He grew much, much stronger. He became obsessive. I'm just worried he's ... not seeing clearly." Tav rubbed her forehead with her hands.
"He started talking about godhood!" Tav laughed bitterly. "If we can just get the third netherstone, maybe we can keep him from.... Maybe he'd just listen. Maybe we could talk some sense into him."
"Have you considered just beating him?" Astarion mimicked a swing of a club through the air.
"It has crossed my mind." Tav laughed. A real laugh. Astarion felt the hint of a smile creep across his lips. Tav shook her head sadly. "He's grown quite powerful with two Netherstones in his possession. I can't even get near him."
"Hmm. Yes." Astarion frowned. "Even, still I don't see what this has to do with me. If Gale wants to seek god-like power, who am I to stop him? He seems like a useful ally to have."
"Well for one... You have a demi-god in your back yard. " Tav looked at Astarion pointedly. "And two, you owe him this."
"Owe him?" Astarion sounded insulted, "What for?"
"I wasn't the only person to help you gain your freedom, Astarion." Tav said, sounding exasperated. "We were all there to help you. Even Jaheira."
Astarion clenched his jaw. She had a point. "What, so I'm indebted to each and every one of you? I'll never see the end of it."
"I leave you to decide what is fair payment for your freedom and newfound powers. But this is for Gale."
"I'm not sure he would see it that way."
"He may not." Tav knocked back her glass of wine and set it on the table in front of her.
"Fine. I suppose I can spare some of my spawn." Astarion sighed.
"No."
"No?"
"No, Astarion. I need you. I cannot face Gale with spawns who don't even know him. He has grown powerful, Astarion. I need... I need you."
"Well, I do love the sound of being needed." Astarion licked his lips. "The desperation is... delicious." He hesitated for a second. "You almost sound like... you care for Gale as something more." He cocked his head with an insincere curiosity.
Tav considered his mischievous smile for a second. "You need not be jealous of Gale, Astarion."
Astarion glowered at her, baring his fangs. "I am the vampire ascendant. I have no need to be jealous of that walking encyclopedia. Just to be clear, you and I are not bound to each other, and never will be again."
A silence fell between them. Astarion's red eyes fumed at Tav's silent, cold expression. After a while, it was Astarion who broke the silence.
"Who else is coming?"