Citrus Hearts

he/their | 18 | trans and aroace astarion selfship blog ᢉ𐭩⊹˚₊

[a-citrus-heart]

Hello! 🍊💕₊˚⊹♡

This is a solo blog for content relating to my selfship with Astarion and my tav, Guillermo. I cannot follow back from this blog!

You can call me by my tav's name or just by Citrus. I go by he/him, and am a queer, trans, and aroace adult.

While this blog is not purely for NSFW content, there is a high probability that I will still post or reblog the occasional thing. If you would not like to see any explicit content, please block the #nsft tag.

I don't have a strict DNI, but if you are a minor or an ageless blog, please do not interact. I block freely. General bigotry is not welcome here, and I may occasionally block doubles. Absolutely no AI content allowed either!

[lunafaluna]

When his gaze softens just for you ❤️

[litsenn]

"And? What does it say?"

[xystarion]

every frame a love letter. he has always been the subject.

[a-citrus-heart]

he's so prettyy for me

[litsenn]

"Although you don't look entirely... yourself. What's going on in that head of yours?"

[a-citrus-heart]

your f/o loves your piercings and your tattoos btw

[a-citrus-heart]

got one of my f/o's quotes tattooed on me today, and I could not be happier for so many reasons

[a-citrus-heart]

The bedsheets are tousled around you where you lie with your f/o. Their head rests on your chest, and they can hear the quickened heartbeat in your chest over the sound of their own ragged breaths.

Weakly, your f/o glances up at you, smiling sweetly and giving you a look that suggests they may want something. Knowing them well, it doesn't take but a moment for you to wrap an arm around them, pressing soft kisses to their forehead as you give them the softly spoken words of praise they were seeking, letting them know what a good partner they are as you both revel in the feeling of post-sex bliss.

[barghest-land]

astarion my beloved i don't draw you often enough

[nata-natfan]

Mr smugnificent bastard 😼

[litsenn]

Fav Astarion reaction 106 / ???

The Pitched-Fingers

[a-citrus-heart]

You lean your head back, bracing yourself up until the very moment your f/o’s fangs pierce into the soft flesh of your neck. A cold, sharp feeling comes over you, but the pain quickly dulls as your f/o ensures they are as gentle as possible while they feed upon your blood. They wrap you in a loving embrace, one hand behind your head in case you become weak, body close to yours.

When they finally pull away from you, lips now tinted a dull red from your blood, their focus immediately shifts to caring for you. Noticing the daze you find yourself in, your f/o takes the time to pull over a pillow and a blanket from nearby, hoping the objects can help you feel a bit more comfortable as you recover from your blood loss. 

It's an act of love for both of you, with you allowing them to drain some of your own life to sustain theirs, and them giving you nothing but the utmost care in return. 

[sharpenedhatchets]

Hii selfshippers, if you reblog this with a picture of your f/o I will assign them a candy! 🍫

Doubles may interact (check pinned) 🖤 Pro/darkship DNI

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[a-citrus-heart]

my f/o, Astarion!! <3

[theyumeshipperchild]

You and your f/o at the bookstore, picking out books and arguing over favorite authors. Exchanging bookmarks and recommendations and spending hours together chatting and obsessing over characters.

[a-citrus-heart]

If you’re taking requests, may I request one about f/o taking care of the reader who is having a migraine, specifically who can’t see because of the aura? I hate when I get migraines and the aura makes it low key scary because I literally can’t see for a few minutes. Thanks, and no worries if you don’t want to do this!

From where you are seated by your f/o’s side, they can see you scrunching your eyes shut, a sudden sound of frustration emanating from the back of your throat. Your f/o is well aware of your history of migraines, having learned how to recognize whenever one is starting for you. There were certain tells they had familiarized themself with, knowing the exact kind of look you’d get in your eyes once you got that jolt of pain, or whenever your vision would go awry. They had dedicated so much of their time to developing a better understanding of those signs that they hardly had to second-think their reaction the moment they noticed something. 

Jumping up quickly, but not so quick that they would startle you, your f/o briefly departs from your side as they head into another room, fixing up a cold glass of water for you and retrieving an object of comfort in case you'd like something to hold. 

Once they are back in the room with you, they dim the lights and take a seat beside you again, giving you softly spoken reassurance that things are alright and that they will stay with you until things pass. They take great care to remind you that any obstruction to your vision will only be temporary. The glass of water they had gotten for you stays in their hands, so you don’t have to worry about not being able to locate it. All you have to do is give the slightest signal that you’d like to take a sip from the glass, and it’s yours. Your f/o does nothing but ensure you are as comfortable as possible.

I hope this is alright! I have migraines that cause issues with my vision as well, so this was comforting for me to write ♡

[a-citrus-heart]

there are demons in my head telling me to Step On Him