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“Hello darling..”
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Little baby Ayla and Dadstarion 😭💗
I was totally sobbing while making this.
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I love the headcanon that he hates all kids except his own. Very Astarion coded
New dad Astarion who is about to see his newborn child for the first time.
Of course, he expects his child to be the personification of serene beauty and divine grace. Them to have their father’s silken silvern locks, his immaculately chiselled features—the artwork perfected by Tav’s wonderful watercolour eyes…
And then he actually sees the child and—well—everybody assures him that, yes, Astarion, all babies look like that barely a half hour after birth…
He kind of has to take that at face value because he hasn’t seen an awful lot of newborns in his lifetime.
But it would’ve been nice if someone had told him that newborns happen to look like shrivelled potatoes, because he’s really, really trying to not let his bewilderment show.
Astarion swallows.
Tav’s beautiful eyes are watching him, waiting for a reaction—an enthusiastic one, no less.
Maybe Tav will believe that he’s overcome with emotions at seeing his firstborn child?
“Oh my, darling, I’m…speechless,” is all he can choke out, though, being rather proud that it’s at least not a lie.
To his luck, Tav only nods dreamily, her full attention back on the odd little bundle in her arms.
“Isn’t she perfect?”
Yes, perfectly hideous.
Astarion only hums in a way of reply.
That—his daughter, he supposes—is with no doubt one of the ugliest things he’s ever seen, but he has a feeling that his honesty wouldn’t be appreciated after Tav laboured for hours to give birth to this…potato-baby.
“Come, hold her, Astarion,” Tav says, then, bidding him to sit next to her on the bed.
The mattress shifts under Astarion’s weight and he obediently holds his arms out so that Tav can gently place the sleeping child against his chest.
Now that Astarion can take a better look, he can confirm that his daughter’s hair is of an indefinable colour and that her features are neither his nor Tav’s, plain as can be. Surely it won’t stay like that?
He and Tav are so ridiculously beautiful, their child can only be drop-dead gorgeous, right?
Astarion’s stomach drops indeed when, suddenly, something occurs to him.
Oh dear, what if it’s his fault? He has no recollection of his family whatsoever; it’s very much possible that he and his immaculate looks are the exception in his lineage, and that he’s passed on only those mysterious less-than-perfect genes…Tav, as per usual, can’t be the issue!
Astarion is still catastrophizing when the bundle in his arms begins to stir.
All of a sudden, gold-speckled pale green eyes are looking up at him as if to ask what the fuck this weirdo’s problem might be.
“Oh,” the weirdo in question exclaims at once. “Darling, look, she has your eyes!”
Tav, hugging him from behind, rests her chin on his shoulder, so she can watch as Astarion’s finger tenderly strokes their baby’s chubby cheek.
Their daughter also has, as it turns out, ten fingers and toes, a cute little nose and a hungry mouth—everything that’s supposed to be there is there, and it seems to be working fine, too—which is a huge relief.
And aren’t those the tiniest pointy ears Astarion has ever seen? Let alone the unexpectedly strong fingers grasping at his!
Astarion, worries forgotten in a heartbeat, can’t help but smile at the baby in his arms.
She is perfect, after all.
Tav, face hidden in the crook of his neck, begins to tremble against his back.
For a second, Astarion thinks she’s crying but then her laughter fills the chamber. It takes her a good moment to articulate whatever it is she finds so very funny.
“She'll grow out of it, you know?” Tav giggles in between her fits of laughter.
Astarion stiffens. “Of what?”
“The turnip look. That’s what you’ve been worrying about the whole time, haven't you?”
“I was leaning more towards potatoes—but yes, I might’ve been a little worried about that,” Astarion admits sheepishly, although a grin is already tugging at his lips.
Regaining her composure, Tav reaches over Astarion’s shoulder, her hand joining his as they get to know their child.
“Give it a couple of days and she will look like your proper little elf—beautiful just like her father.”
A content sigh leaves Astarion’s lips, right before he presses them against Tav’s temple.
“That’s the second best news I’ve heard today, my heart, truly.”
Bad Dream part 2 (final)
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@wilteddreamsofbaldursgate 's reblog got me cackling so badly I just had to draw this
A!Astarion as a dad? Ascendant Dadstarion?
I think both spawn and ascendant Astarion are not dad material, Astarion is a man who is not equipped to be a parent and has far too many issues to begin with. So it has to be his consort who wanted/demanded that they should have children, and not random people that Astarion will turn to be his minions but real children that they'll raise together
Well I suppose his children will be vampire as well, either they were turned into spawns from early age, or they were his biological child, or maybe he has both adopted and biological children
My general thought about A!Astarion as a father (because this is ascended focused blog)
Astarion will be the type of a busy dad who placate his children with toys and money. He's too busy plotting and expanding his influence in Faerun to be an attentive father, so he'll spoil his children as a compensation. He will be confused when his children are upset because their father doesn't give them enough attention, because he did give them everything a child could ever asked, right? They should be happy!
Nope, he's not going to deal with the matter of changing diapers and his children will have an army of vampire spawns nannies to tend to their needs. Although he's struggling with being a father, he won't trust outsiders that he cannot control to be near his kids. Too much risk
He would be more than happy to teach his children about vampirism and how to fight. Astarion would drilled the rule of vampire hierarchy and the importance of power into their heads. Insisting that power and loyalty to the family are the only thing that matters
Although he's a parent who encouraged ambition and he will be proud of his children achievements, they must remember that father will always be the stronger vampire and they shouldn't ever dreamed of overthrowing him
His children won't suffer from hunger and none of them shall ever know the taste of animal blood. ESPECIALLY NOT RAT. Rat is banned in the Ancunin household. Only premium quality blood for little Ancunins, and he doesn't care if his children murdered fiends or innocent people. After all a lion doesn't concern themselves with the opinions of the sheep
Tav/durge must be the attentive parent here because Astarion has 0 idea wtf he's doing
He's the cool dad who enabled the kids' impulses so long it won't ruin his plan
He'll throw the best birthday parties for his kids! A grand masquerade, fancy garden soirees, renting the circus for the whole day, you name it. Anything to make the kids happy and to show off the Ancunin family's wealth
Astarion is not an ideal father and he has difficulty forming genuine emotional bond. But he's trying. Taking them to an awkward 'fishing with dad' (it can be any activity, it doesn't have to be fishing) where he'll try to relate with his offspring (insert how do you do fellow kids moment) but he's trying guys... He's trying
Ascendant Dadstarion, Tav, and baby (・∀・)
New Dad™ Astarion who insists he has to put on his nicest outfit when Tav/Durge goes into labor because he “has to make a good first impression.”
Missing you...
What if after giving birth to beautiful twins, Tav passes away but still takes care of his family from the stars? And Astarion, ofc, always talks to them.
This is my first comic. I hope I get better at drawing with the time 🥹 enjoy! I'll be doing more and I also am open to suggestions. Likes and Reblogs are appreciated 🫶
Little Dadstarion WIP I am working on. I still don't have a good name for their wittle Dhampir. Their little gurl. Kiyo x Astarion (Kiyo will be put in later, maybe... Not sure)
[Used a Base for blocking out their bodies and pose]
Dadstarion: if a stranger comes up to you and says ‘I’m a friend of your dad’s, I’m here to pick you up’ what do you say?
Toddler Dhampir: I say ‘you’re lying, my dad doesn’t have any friends’
Dadstarion: yes exactly
I don't know if they can conceive a child… But I don't really care about that
yeah, why am I doing this and why do enjoy it way too much haha
letters of complaint to my therapist pls xD
My mom was telling me the other day that growing up, my dad hand sewed my Halloween costumes which were beautiful and so detailed, and made me hand sewn stuffed animals, and would perform “surgery” if my favorite stuffed toy needed any repairs.
And it got me thinking about my favorite headcanon: Dadstarion sewing and embroidering everything for his children
Astarion repairs and adorns his and your clothes as it is, but once he has children, he goes overboard.
He embroiders all of the baby’s linens, all their blankets are dotted with stars and moons. Tiny galaxies that will wrap the baby in love and comfort.
He works tediously on onesies, and bibs. The time consuming work eases the nerves that churn in his gut as you await the arrival of your little one. Oftentimes, you have to gently coax him to come to bed to rest. Otherwise, he will stitch through the early morning.
When the baby arrives, Astarion already has a little stuffed cat, stitched with love, and a couple of curses, to gift his little one.
Later on, the little Ancunin becomes incredibly attached to the toy made by their papa.
When their old enough to truly play and voice what they really want, Astarion puts together elaborate costumes for dress up. Beautifully crafted princess dresses or prince doublets, pretty and earthy little fairy dresses with matching glittering wings, and his personal favorite: a very goofy looking purple wizard robe. His child rather enjoyed wearing that one while mimicking uncle Gale.
And of course their regular everyday clothes, when not entirely made by their papa, are embroidered with their favorite animals or creatures. Are sprawling with beautiful gold threaded ivy and filigree. Flowers of their favorite colors dot the cuffs of their coats.
I just love the idea of Astarion putting such love and care into something he learned out of necessity, but now does it for the ones that he unconditionally loves, and who unconditionally love him back.
I don’t usually post lineart stuff outside of p^treon but I love this piece 😭 my first dadstarion piece. His baby dhampir is called D’arcy 🖤
being a dadstarion believer and watching hotel transylvania is not something for the weak
Domestic bliss Willow & Astarion for my beloved friend @jack-of-ash
Dad!Batstarion snacc, he attacc, but most importantly, he protecc!!
Is the meme too old? Have I dated myself??
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Whatever, if this gave you diabetes/cavities, my goal has been accomplished. 😈
this is how i see girldad astarion
first round of bg3 doods from my suggestions!!