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"Don't you dare call me a lizardwoman!"
A lttle Lae´Zel Chibi. As I told you I gonna slowly draw every companion. Lae´Zel for sure was the hardest to simplify. The first sketch looked very different but not as much "chibiesque" as Astarion and Karlach and since I wanted to make sure that they all align, I sketched around until I found those tiny porpotions
Anyway. ...next one will either be Gale (as I already planned him out but can't decide between two poses yet) or Shadowheart (which I haven't sketched yet)
It's the internets favorite Goth Princess: SHADOWHEART ...as a chibi!
SHADOWHEART
🌑🌒🌓🌔🌕
Hey everyone !
It's been an eternity since my last visit here, and damn, it feels so good to be back again !
The year isn't over yet but let's start the new one with some Baldur's Gate 3 fanarts 🥰
Here, God's favorite princess and the most interesting girl in the world. At your service.
Hope you appreciate it !
Okay. Let me be the first to say it. Baldur’s Gate is SO GOOD.
I need to break up with bg3. I have an addiction and I hear admitting it is the first step.
As a side note I have started working out and was hoping to ask how much the boys weight.
These two things are not correlated. I swear…
"Just tonight, maybe I'll rest in peace... there's more to do, and I still want to live!"
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Also, give durge/tav their own tent!
Just block him sis
Over the nauteloid wall
:( bro the shadow cursed lands are nasty, you're gonna get a UTI or smthn
Like, im not even a Halsin simp but somebody needs to get this man a shirt so I can think
I'm experiencing a mild graphical bug. He's enjoying the freedom of nature's gift
Friend of mine joined the campaign late, so he swiped his armor before the fight cuz he didn't have anything. but we couldn't turn into Halsin to make him put clothes back on (you can't control him till after all this) so he spent the rest of the 2nd act wearin just his manties :(
Here’s for everyone who don’t have twitter. Happy holidays
Video from Larian Studios’ twitter account
I‘m really hoping I can finish this! Sadly I tend to forget about my realistic pieces. 😢🥺
Buuut his face is finished.
"The alliance is reforged, mortal. The planes thus quake, and the gods shudder."
i respect & love larian for listening to fans and giving us PC and romance halsin but bro.....whoever wrote this backstory.......we need to have a chat 💀
This is so awful. Larian I’m begging you, let me go back to the Underdark and find the Drow who did this to Halsin. I just wanna scream and rip them apart talk 🔪🔪🔪
I will not be posting my exact reasoning for each of these, but I am correct. 🧍
did anyone else play divinity original sin bc i think about this idle market dialogue daily
Sunwalker
Astarion x Y/N - drabble - 2.2K WC
Masterlist
Warnings: angst, fluff, hurt/comfort, near death experience for y/n, Astarion crying, companions featured!, visiting Avernus (yikes), the Underdark, guilt, fear
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Astarion smoothed his thumb over the ring on your finger. No matter how long you had been married it was still as if you had just said “yes” to him. 50 years have passed since the elder brain. 40 of which you have been married for. And every day you woke to those scarlet eyes and fell in love all over again. You remained yourself, Astarion never pressured you to turn into a vampire like him. He knew the loneliness it could bring and he didn’t want that for you. You managed to cultivate an elixir that froze your mortality. It nearly cost you your soul to get all the ingredients, most of which you had to beg, borrow, or just flat out steal from some very prominent gods. But you did it. You froze your aging, remaining as young and beautiful as you were when Astarion met you.
You watched the glow peer through the sheer curtains, leg thrown over Astarions waist as he held your waist in his sleep. Holding you close as always. You looked out into the Underdark, the strange landscape had been your home for quite some time. Beautiful as it was, you missed the sun. The fresh air, the occasional breeze. You never let onto it, knowing Astarion would spiral, envisioning himself as some sort of leech who kept you trapped with him. You would trade the sun for him any day. But still, the heart longs for things it once knew so well.
“Your face will get stuck like that if you frown any harder.” Astarion whispered.
You looked up at him, his eyes were closed still, the ever perceptive bastard. “Bad dream.” you mumbled as you relaxed your face, snuggling into his chest.
“Tell me?” he asked while gently massaging your scalp.
“Sleepy…” you said with a yawn before kissing his chest.
“Then sleep my love, I’ll see you in the morning.”
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You awoke feeling refreshed. Your house was still bathed in darkness. You had grown accustomed to this, but still, sometimes you missed being greeted by the golden rays of the sun.
“Darling,” you started as you stretched your rigid limbs, “I was thinking… Maybe we could go to the surface for a few days? Gale has been begging to see me ever since we moved to the Underdark. I miss our friends. And Jaheira isn’t far off from Waterdeep. Neither is Shadowheart. And I’m sure Karlach would slip away from Avernus for a bit if she knew everyone was top side.” you picked at your nails, you hated talking about the surface. You alway wondered if it made Astarion feel bad.
Astarion kissed your forehead before pulling you up so you could be eye level with him. “My sweet, you may go to the surface whenever you wish, you know that. But… somebody has to stay with the spawn. Especially the younglings, they’re still so unpredictable.” his eyes held a sad look. He would never admit it, but he missed your companions too, even Gale. But he knew what he signed up for when he released them. He kept balance between he spawn and the Underdark’s natural inhibitors; drow, myconids, duergar, etc.
You let out a small sigh, “Only a few days, I swear it.” you kissed him, thumbing over his cheek as you held his face.
He leaned his forehead against yours, “I know, you can’t live without me.” he said with a smirk but you could hear it in his voice. The waver that held uncertainty. He knew you loved him, but it is so easy to leave and never return.
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You opened a portal early in the morning. You left Astarion a jar of your blood on the kitchen table along with a little love note. He knew you were leaving early, giving you a small kiss before he watched you go.
The sun was blinding and took your eyes several minutes to adjust. The soft glow of the Underdark didn’t compare to the ball of fire in the sky. It almost felt oppressive. However - feeling the warmth on your skin, the wind in your hair, the smell of the grass. Gods how you missed it all. You ran your hands through the tall grass as you walked towards Gale’s tower you saw off in the distance.
He captured you in a bone crushing hug as soon as he saw you. “Y/N! My dear friend, how I’ve missed you.” he said fondly. “Come, come! Everyone is inside!”
As promised everyone was inside, even Lae’zel. You hugged them all, holding each of them a little longer than normal. God’s you missed them all. Everyone looked just the same, a few new scars and wrinkles here and there, but the same. Gale had managed to pull something off similar to you, ingesting dark fire to keep his soul bound to this plane of existence thus his body remained as well.
“No Astarion?” Karlach asked with sadness evident in her voice.
Your friends all looked at you sympathetically, “The spawn… they need him. And the sun… tends to be an issue.” you said with a slight laugh, trying not to bring the mood down.
“Did you never find the Sunwalker’s ring?” Shadowheart asked.
“Our leads stopped years ago… we made a home in the Underdark. It’s not so bad, we never get sunburned.” you shrugged with a lopsided smile.
Your friends nodded, quickly changing the subject as they noticed your mood dropping. You talked, drank, ate, and laughed. It felt identical to when you traveled together, regaling each other with new and old stories. Eventually though, bedrolls called to everyone.
You looked out the window of Gale’s tower. You had almost forgotten about the moon. You felt a pang in your chest, you missed your husband. You twisted your wedding band around your finger, trying to feel close to him in the dark.
Gale walked up to you slowly “Missing someone?” he said as he passed you a chalice of wine.
You smiled softly, “You only get one great love in life… it hurts to be away from him.” you said looking into the deep red of the wine.
Gale nodded in understanding. “If I may, I might know of another way.”
“Way for what?” you said with a confused look.
“A way for Astarion to walk in the sun again.” he said, his eyes shining with hope.
Your eyes widened, “Go on…” you said.
“In Avernus, there is something called “The Eternal Pit "; it is a hellish void. A portal really. To a realm of the unknown, but if you survive it, those who have returned alway return with their hearts desire.” Gale said with excitement.
“I’ll do it.” you said immediately, “Now, we go now.” you said as you jumped down from the ledge of the window. You rushed to Karlach’s room, knocking lightly before you rushed in. She laid on her bed, resting but her eyes met yours as soon as the door opened.
“Hello?” she said with confusion on her face.
“I need you to take me to The Eternal Pit.” you said quickly.
Her face was dripping with shock. “I’m sorry, what? You can’t be serious.”
“As a heart attack.” You said sitting on the bed next to her. “Please, it’s the only way Astarion can walk in the sun again. He deserves it, Karlach.” you begged, your eyes becoming glassy. Your lover deserved the world, and you’d do anything to give it to him.
She sighed, her eyes searching yours. “I have a feeling you’ll go with or without me… fine.” she sighed.
She started to put her armor on. You dawned your mage armor along with your simple chain mail. “After you.” she said, opening the portal back to Avernus.
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“As requested, The Eternal Pit.” Karlach said, cringing as she looked into the swirling black void in the center of the burning, abandoned monastery.
Your gaze never broke from it, “If I don’t return…”
“Don’t” she said sternly.
“If I don’t… tell Astarion I’m sorry for leaving him alone… I just wanted to give him everything he deserved. And that I love him more than he could ever know.” you finished your sentence before letting yourself fall forward into the pit.
Heat enveloped you, thick and sticky like tar. It felt fluid and yet molten at the same time. You walked through a sea of nothingness, just emptiness for what felt like ever before you arrived at a shimmering mirror. You gazed at yourself, skin melted, bone showing. You touched the shimmering surface of it before you were thrown backwards. A devil slowly made her way out of the mirror. Her imposing figure looming above yours.
“What dost thou want?” her voice echoed in a sinister whisper throughout the void yet her lips never moved.
“The Sunwalker’s ring.” you stuttered out as you lay in the blackened tar like fluid.
“Why?” she asked.
“My lover needs it.” you said simply, not wanting to overshare in case the devil was trying to form some sort of trick.
“What whilst thou sacrifice?” she asked, outstretching her hand.
You thought hard. What could you give of equal value? “Take whatever you wish, just not my soul or immortality.”
The devil smiled, “You’re brave. What are you willing to endure for this boon?”
“Anything.” you said. Suddenly you felt all your skin peeling off. Your nails being removed one by one.
“Pain is your price. If you say stop, your soul stays with me.” she smiled wickedly.
The pain was unlike anything you’d ever experienced. Searing. Melting. Evil. You writhe about, feeling every part of you be ripped apart just to be put back together and torn apart once again. You screamed and cried but never said stop. You remember everything fading, slipping deeper into the tar like water before you felt… nothing. There was an absence of everything in this abyss.
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Astarion rushed through the halls of Gale’s tower, not caring if the sun scorched his skin every time he walked past a window. He made it to the laboratory in the basement. He stopped when he saw your body resting on a gurney.
He rushed to you, “What happened?!” he yelled, demanding to know.
You had been missing for three days before you reappeared in Waterdeep. Fainting as soon as you materialized, Gale kept you in the laboratory. He watched your vitals day and night, Karlach blaming herself for taking you despite knowing your stubborn heart would have gone no matter what.
“OUT! Both of you get out!” he screamed. Feverish tears rushed down his cheeks as soon as he knew he was alone. He held your limp hand, kissing over your face “Wake up, please… you promised…” he held your forehead to his. His sobs wracked him, he kept his head on your chest for hours, listening to the only sign of your life. Your heart beat was weak but steady. He didn’t meditate for days.
“Astarion…” Karlach said as she entered. She left a cup of fresh blood next to him. “They… I know their heart and mind was filled with only you when they stepped into that pit.” she patted his shoulder.
He didn’t move, he was practically catatonic. They had told him what happened. Why you went. Your last words. Everything. He couldn’t be without you so this is where he would stay until he too faded into nothing.
Astarion was sure he hallucinated it, a twitch of your eyebrow. Then your finger. He saw your eyes shifting beneath your lids. His head shot up despite the dizziness he felt due to lack of feeding. “Little love?” he whispered.
You shot up bolt right, leaning off to the side to throw up black liquid that scorched the stone flooring. After coughing and gagging for a solid minute you regained your sight a bit, “Astarion?” you mumbled, unsure if he was really there or if this was a fever dream.
“Darling?” he said, kissing over your face.
You sunk back down feeling weak.
“GALE!” Astarion let out a booming yell which had the wizard running in. As soon as he saw you were awake he rushed a bottle of antidote and superior healing to your lips. Color returned to your face quickly.
“Don’t ever do that shit again.” Astarion said with a watery tone.
“I know, you can’t live without me.” you mumbled with a smirk as your shaky hand reached for his face, cupping his cheek.
Astarion let out a shaky laugh before he kissed you. The healing potion tingled against his lips but didn’t distract him enough to feel a warm sensation slide up his ring finger. He begrudgingly pulled away to look at the cause. A golden band with a golden gem softly glowing.
His eyes widened, “How did you…”
You softly smiled at him dragging him back into a kiss. “Let’s go home.” you whispered against his lips as you carded your fingers through his hair.
“No…” he shook his head, “My brothers and sisters will manage without me. We’ve lived in the shadows long enough. Let’s make a new home.” he said.
You nodded quickly, pulling him into a crushing kiss as you pressed him close to you. He held you tightly, responding with just as much urgency and passion. “I love you.” he said.
You kissed him over and over, “I love you. Now, Sunwalker, let’s go make a home for ourselves.”
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Naboo's Note:
Hello all! This was based off a request so thank you for sending that in. This was awesome to write! Had a lot of fun with it, got the creative juices flowing. I hope everyone is well. I work an overnight tomorrow so expect another fic to be out soon! Thanks for everything!!! TTYLXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXO!!!!!!!!!!!!
Aeterna Amantes
Astarion x Y/N - Chapter 4 - 1K WC NSFW 18+
chapter 1
chapter 2
chapter 3
chapter 4 NSFW 18+ (you are here!)
chapter 5
Masterlist
Warnings: mention of thinking of sex, implied blood drinking, Astarion and reader masturbating, this is a completely sexual chapter because I am on one rn lol
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No matter how hard you tried, the book you read days prior wouldn’t leave your mind. The words, the pictures… and Astarion. The way your body reacted to him in such an intimate moment. You were sure he didn’t see it that way, he needed blood, that was that. But you couldn’t help but crave that heat that bloomed between your legs when his breath fanned over your neck, when he kissed your pulse point before sinking his fangs into you. You sheepishly asked Gale for another book, specifically focused on pleasure. He gave it to you gladly, you missed the smirk that graced his face. Retreating back to your tent for the day like normal, you began reading. Everything in the book shocked and intrigued you, specifically one part - self pleasure. You read over the pages incessantly before a thought popped into your head. You looked at the open pages before laying down slowly. You remained in Astarion’s shirt which was a tad oversized on you, your underwear is all that remained on your lower half. You looked at the book once more before slipping your hand into your underwear. You felt around a bit, trying to find the spot the book described. Getting slightly irritated you considered giving up on such a foolish idea. Perhaps you weren’t created with said spot.
Oh…
Your eyes jolted open as an intense wave of pleasure hit you for the briefest of moments. Your fingers brushed past it again. Your eyes fluttered closed this time around as you started figuring out a rhythm that made the sparks of pleasure spread. The spreading heat between your legs was positively heavenly, you never wanted it to stop. You worked yourself over; sweat covered you in a thin sheen while your breaths grew ragged. You felt tense, yet relaxed as if you were melting. You groped at your chest, your nipples hard and aching for contact. You couldn’t stay still, back arching whenever you got a particularly intense shock of pleasure. What surprised you the most was when the thought of Astarion popped into your head the pleasure you felt increased ten fold. You imagined his cold hands running over your flushed body. You imagined his lips trailing down you. You imagined his head nestled between your thighs. You weren’t exactly sure how the mechanics of full on sex worked but you knew it would be mind blowing if it were with that pale elf.
The more you thought of him, the faster your movements became. You felt something forming in the pit of your lower stomach. Something kin to lava about to boil over and lay waste to everything in its path.
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As Astarion returned to camp he cracked his neck, his aching joints making it evident to him that he needed to shed his armor and rest. He did exactly that before his ears perked up, your heartbeat in your tent was racing. Ever so worried about you he sped over to the tent. He heard soft whimpers and little pants coming from you. Right before he barged in to check on you he heard something that stopped him in his tracks.
“Mmmhm… Astarion, please…” you whimpered, begging for a release.
He saw the open book next to you from the small opening he was peering through at the mouth of your tent. The crude drawings appeared to show how self stimulation worked. He watched you, shamelessly. He wanted to watch you crave him. The very thought excited him, his body reacting obviously by the growing erection in his pants.
“So good for me…” he said barely above a whisper.
He gawked at you as you sped up your movements, your back arching before your legs started shaking. Your body convulsing slightly as you let out a strangled moan. Astarion had to hold back his own moan as he looked down momentarily to see the small wet patch forming on his pants. He watched as you came down from your high; you hummed with content, before sitting up slightly. You yawned as you reached for the cloth laying on the edge of your bathtub. You cleaned yourself up, sucking in a sharp breath as you glided the rag over a particularly sensitive spot still thrumming from the pleasure you gave yourself. You adjusted your underwear and shirt, looking as if nothing had happened. But he saw it, he saw the haze of lust filled satisfaction in your eyes.
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Your body felt tired, all of you felt sleepy as if you had done something strenuous. Whatever the feeling was, you knew you wanted to do it again, and again, and again. It felt indescribable. Like an eruption that devoured your body and soul. It felt like… a little death.
You stood up, your legs wobbling ever so slightly. Once you managed to get you barings you made your way to Astarion’s tent. As you neared his tent you heard his heavy breaths. Wondering what was wrong you hurried over, pulling the front of the tent open slightly before you froze. His cock was in his hand, hard and dripping with pre. You watched with awe as he pumped himself furiously. His head was thrown back, eyes closed, mouth agape.
“Please darling… Y/N…” he hissed out as he ran his thumb over the slick slit of the head of his cock. You saw his hips give a jolt when he did so and for some reason you wished he was bucking up into you. You watched intently before his breathing stuttered and streams of white spurted down his hand. He pumped himself lazily until it became too much.
You watched him clean himself up before you composed yourself, softly calling out to him as if you had just arrived. You looked at him with the most innocent expression you could muster despite witnessing his little display of desire.
“I thought you might want to feed?” You said to him as he stood in the doorway of his tent.
“Oh beastie, you always know how to make me happy.” he chided as he opened the tent wider for you to enter.
Both of your minds swam with ideas of what you longed to do to each other. But for now he settled for soft kisses on your neck, as you settled for carding your fingers through the soft white curls at the base of his neck.
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Naboo's Note:
Hello! Sorry for the mini hiatus, life has been hella stressful and my motivation to write is on the fucking floor but I hope this is good for ya'll. I will be working on the requests I have gotten next as I have the next few days off and I plan on doing absolutely nothing but vegging out. Love ya'll - thanks for all the likes, comments, reblogs, and requests - they keep me motivated! XOXOXOXOXOXO!!!!
parasocial relationship with a corporation is always baffling. LARIAN STUDIO ARE NOT YOUR FRIENDS!
They are strangers selling you things
People need to stop praising Larian like they can’t do anything wrong. I know they’re awesome in many things, but they obviously bad at other things. I really need Larian to know that women abusers are abusers and it’s a serious problem. They minimize it so much in the games that so many players refuse to acknowledge. Gale one is very manipulative and not in the face situation, but Wyll one is right in the face 😭 how Larian handles them is so bad. I think Larian only sees them as little meanies
I'm not gonna lie, I usually play evil and my good runs with me actually paying attention have so far only just gotten to Act 2, so I can barely comment on Wyll and Gale's situations with proper perspective right now... But!
I will say from what I can see, you're certainly correct... unfortunately. The fact that your PC can sleep with Mizora and convince Gale to ask for forgiveness from Mystra is... interesting to me.
I think people tend to overanalyze Astarion and his story, to the point that they add details and meaning that is only there for them personally based on their own perspective and experiences.
But people tend to under-analyze Mystra and Mizora and the full release game certainly downplays it all which only reinforced that. I think that EA Gale had a much more clearly turbulent grooming experience with Mystra and that dialog got dialed back in the full release of the game.
I do wish Larian would give that perspective a bigger spotlight. Female abusers do exist and it's not sexy.