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Everyone knows vampires can't be photographed. But that doesn't mean they can't be seen.
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31 Oct 2025
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Delicious and painful - this one’s worth catching, y’all.
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Captured by the Gur, Astarion finds himself bound in ropes and iron—interrogated, starved, and stripped bare. His only reprieve comes from you, a girl raised by the tribe but never quite at home in it. Kindness can seep deeper than cruelty, but freedom always comes with a price—sometimes, it’s the heart that bleeds first.
“…Thank you.” he whispers after taking a sip. The words barely stir the air.
You settle beside the cage, arms wrapped around your knees, firelight dancing on the ground between you.
For a while, neither of you speaks. Then, softly, you ask:
“How are you?”
He lets out a breath of a laugh. Hollow. Dry. Splintered.
“As well as one can be, passed like cargo from one captor to the next.”
You glance at his trembling hands as he lifts the cup.
“…The voice…” you murmur. “Is it still there?”
He nods once.
“Stronger now. The closer we draw to the city, the louder he gets. And I’m… tired. Starving. He claws at the back of my mind like a wild thing trying to crawl through. I can barely hold him back.”
You rise, determined.
“I’ll be back.”
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06 Oct 2025
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I’m completely in love with the runaway dynamic between Astarion and this (gur)l <3
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A golden ticket named Lady Jade falls into Astarion’s lap when House Selemchant offers him a deal—one that opens the gates to Amn’s glittering aristocracy. In his carefully woven plan, she is merely a steppingstone to the riches, secrets, and power hidden within the Merchant’s Domain.
But when lust sinks its teeth into innocence, and shadows corrupt the courtly splendor, the Vampire Lord will discover that ambition comes with a cost and even the most brilliant plans can shatter in a heartbeat.“Oh, you’re right.” His voice is silk now, deadly smooth. “It’s a terrible idea.”
His face is just inches from yours now. The heat of him surrounds you.
“Because if I had you… I wouldn’t stop.”
His hand rises—fingertips ghosting just above your arm, never touching.
“Because I’d taste every inch of you…Leave bruises that sing pleasure in places only you’d know. Because I’d make you scream my name into a pillow while the entire manor feasts below.”
He tilts his head, studying you like a man pondering a sin worth committing.
“Because I’d ruin you for anyone else.”
A pause.
“Doesn’t it sound so awful… you simply cannot refuse?”
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shortest love song. by Gevar
Fandoms: Twilight Series - Stephenie Meyer, Twilight Series - All Media Types, Twilight (Movies)
23 Oct 2025
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They meet each other halfway, treading warily between the lines.
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08 Sep 2025
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Found via a Reddit comment, psyched to read this later!
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This fic is a joke that I absolutely am having a blast writing. Tav's faith prevents her from satisfying some of Astarion's sinful desires, until he finds a loophole that could finally bring him relief he so desperately seeks. Now the only issue is he will need some "divine assistance". So... que in Gale. Lol.
“…Brothers and sisters of restraint.” comes the solemn voice of a priest inside “let us remember the words of our Lord Ilmater—He Who Endures. Let us strive not for carnal pleasures, but for spiritual patience. For the body may dock… but never rock.”
Astarion blinks. He leans a little closer, boots silent on the stone path.
Inside, a soft chorus replies in unison:
“Praise be.”
The priest continues, voice echoing with pure, unwavering devotion:
“In times of temptation, we turn not to thrust, but to trust. Not to friction, but to fortitude.”
Astarion stares through the sliver of open door, jaw slowly unhinging.
“Wait. Wait. Did they just say… the body may dock?”
He squints, as if double-checking reality. Acolytes in full ceremonial robes are nodding. No one is laughing. No one is screaming blasphemy. This is real.
“That’s allowed?” he breathes. “That’s canon?”
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26 Jul 2025
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Absolutely fucking hilarious ‘soaking’ humor.
This is seriously one of the funniest things I’ve ever read. I was privileged to get a longer preview - I cannot recommend holding out for the payoff on this one enough. -
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Haunted by memories of Astarion and tangled in newfound mortality, Mara leans into the quiet comfort of Gale's presence. But as night settles over the tower, an unexpected visitor reopens wounds that never fully healed.
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- Part 1 of Not Quite Yours, Not Quite Mine
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12 Jul 2025
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Seriously one of my favorites, I live for the updates. Gale+Mara+Astarion <3
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His Star - His Queen [Originally titled Across Stars and Time] by ARandomIntrovert
Fandoms: Baldur's Gate (Video Games)
19 Apr 2025
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When Ascendant Astarion intercepts you and Your Astarion on your way to murder Cazador, he steals you away to his world. Where your other self has perished, and it doesn’t take you long to see why. He makes it clear you will rule at his side, his obedient, loyal queen. And he will “train” you until you comply.
But not all is lost. Already in pursuit with the aid of a mysterious Elven man and woman, your vampire spawn is coming to the rescue. Without you, his newfound freedom from Cazador was hollow. You were more than a treasure. You were his star. And he was yours. You’ve done more for him than you would likely ever realize. You saved him from himself. Now it was his turn to save you.
His Star.
His Queen.
Whichever one will you be?
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12 Jul 2025
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Really interesting journey through time/space/parallel realities.
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“I love Tavitha,” Gale went on. “More than anything. And I know she loves me.” A pause. “But I also know… she doesn’t sound the way she did with you.”
Astarion blinked. Then, a smirk, crooked and knowing. “Ah. I see.”
“You pleased her. In ways I haven’t. And I want to learn. I’m a scholar,” Gale said. “I’ve spent my life in pursuit of knowledge. Why should this be any different?”
“You want me to teach you how to fuck your girlfriend,” Astarion said flatly.
“To please her,” Gale corrected. “To understand her. If that means watching you two… then yes. Teach me.”
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12 Jul 2025
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Possibly the best !cuckGale ever written. Literally a masterclass.
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Wyll’s lantern swung closer. Tav could see the gleam of his boots through the underbrush. He was only steps away.
“Do you think he’d be angry, pet?” Astarion mused. “If he found you like this? Would he be heartbroken? Or simply humiliated?”
Of course he wouldn't let her answer. He covered her mouth with one hand, the other pressing her down.
She clenched her jaw, wanting not to tremble beneath him. She should’ve been ashamed. But gods, it was hard to think when Astarion was like this—when he made her feel so alive.
His mouth grazed the back of her shoulder, then up her neck. “Should I bite your scruff while I fuck you in front of your boyfriend? Like a wild beast?”
Astarion thinks seducing her will save him. Only, he isn’t as untouchable as he pretends, and she isn’t as innocent as he thinks—she has secrets sharp enough to cut them both open.
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- Part 2 of Litanies of Ruin
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Bookmarked by RavenSpell
12 Jul 2025
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This fic pushes the limits of voyeurism, angst, and consent in a way that makes me so friggin happy.
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After the fall of the Elder Brain, you and Ascended Lord Astarion return to the city for a night of celebration with old companions. The wine flows, the laughter lingers, and everything feels almost normal again—until you tease him.
You didn’t know you were starting a game.
But Astarion did.
And he intends to win—spectacularly, thoroughly, and without mercy.
By the time the night ends, restraint will be a memory, pleasure will be a weapon, and you’ll remember exactly who you belong to.
“There she is…” He purrs, lips grazing your jaw as you retreat step by step. “My furious little darling. All fire and heat… and look at you now—melting for me.”
You feel the backs of your knees brush the bed.
“Would you like to hear what I’ll do to you?” he whispers. “Would that help you find your voice again?”
You don’t answer. You can’t. So he continues, lower now, voice like sin corrupting your blood.
“I’m going to peel these clothes off of you—slowly—until you’re bare, shivering and flushed”
He trails his hand down your thigh, over your hip, across your stomach.
“Then I’ll spread you open for me—so wide you’ll feel it in your bones"
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Bookmarked by RavenSpell
12 Jul 2025
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Literally one of my favorite writers - and people - ever.
I lost my mind when I read this fic the first time, and every single time after omg -
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You let Astarion ascend—and regretted it almost instantly. You tried to stay away, desperately fighting the desire to be near the shell of the man you once loved... and somehow still do. But he had other plans. And now you're on your knees, accepting your fate.
You are utterly wrecked, ruined, and ravished as Ascended Lord Astarion fucks you into delirium for three nights straight in a dark, unholy ritual known as The Dark Kiss.
When you awaken, trembling and transformed, you’ll belong to him.
Forever.
He circles you once, slow, languid, eyes gleaming. His breath brushes your ear as he leans close.
“All those lonely nights. Waking up drenched in sweat. Fingers between your thighs, chasing ghosts.”
You flinch. Just slightly. And he stills behind you, his breath brushing your neck.
“Did you scream my name into your pillow and pretend it didn’t mean anything?”
Your lip trembles before your knees do.
“I remember how you sounded” he purrs, circling again. “I remember everything. The way you clung to me. The way you begged. You thought I’d forget? You thought YOU could forget?”
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12 Jul 2025
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If it isn’t the very Fanfiction that changed my mind about Ascended Astarion…
Literally one of my favorite writers - and people - ever.
Some of the best Astarion writing I’ve seen. <3 -
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He was supposed to use you. Feed, manipulate, survive. But when the bite turns intoxicating—for both of you—the lines between pleasure, power, and trust begin to blur. He thought he lost himself and you want to lose yourself in him, but the initial insatiable lust grows into something much bigger.
“Yes, yes. You saved me – now let me help you” you get up tugging on his hand.
“Stubborn little thing, aren’t you?” he grunts but gets up with you “One might think you’re the one starving here” he adds with a seductive smile.
“Just be quiet” you pull him closer as you lean back onto a stone plated cabinet.
He stares into your eyes for a long moment, then finally gives in.
He moves slowly this time. Carefully. One hand brushes your hair back, fingers lingering at your jaw. The other steadies your shoulder as he leans in. When his lips graze your skin, it’s not like before. There’s no rush. No frenzy. Just cold breath. His mouth carefully clasps your neck and he lingers there for a while- silent, still.
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Bookmarked by RavenSpell
12 Jul 2025
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Literally one of my favorite writers - and people - ever.
I love this longfic!!!!
Some of the best Astarion writing I’ve seen. <3 -
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Ascended Lord Astarion is struggling to process the emotions he is feeling after Tav makes an unfortunate judgement call that could have cost him everything. When one impulsive act nearly gets her killed, Astarion is the one who finds her—broken, bloodied, and barely breathing. What follows is rage, punishment, and the aching truth of love in its most dangerous form. He won’t lose her. Not now. Not ever.
She stops before him. Then lowers herself—kneels—at his feet. Her fingers slide onto his knee, then to his hand, tentative and devoted. Her eyes glisten as she looks up at him.
“Astarion… I’m so sorry.”
His chest constricts.
“What can I do to make it right?” she asks, voice barely a whisper.
And then—gods—her fingers trace up his palm, delicate, slow, like she’s memorizing every line of him.
He wants to drag her into his lap. Wants to kiss away every broken thought, every sorrow filled gaze. Wants to bury himself inside her until she can’t breathe anything but him.
But he forces stillness. Forces silence.
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Bookmarked by RavenSpell
12 Jul 2025
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Literally one of my favorite writers - and people - ever.
Some of the best Astarion writing I’ve seen. <3