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Hello, my name is Maria, I'm from Spain, I'm in my 30s and currently obsessed with BG3, specifically Astarion.

Sometimes I write (I am a disaster keeping schedules though). [ HERE ] is my AO3. If you prefer to read on tumblr, my tag is [ BG3 WRITING ], but I do think I've posted more things on AO3 than tumblr.

Anyway, drop a message if you want to chat :)

sexy-people-contests-2026

Tumblr Sexyman Contest 2026 Round 1 Part 77

Tomura Shigaraki ( My Hero Academia)

Isabeau (In Stars and Time)

Astarion (Baldur’s Gate 3)

Voting ended onJun 8

scarletlaments

Orihime healing Grimmjow

#bleach

hannilock

Show me those pretty white jaws Show me where the delicate stops Show me what you've lost

#the summer hikaru died

vis4victory

Guess who just finished Wizard and Glass 😢👍 🦅🐻🐰🐟

#the dark tower #yea this book destroyed me in a formative level when i was 14

azaablue

the best fanfiction you've ever read was written by a woman in her 40s before she made dinner for her kids. it was written by a teenager after school when they should've been studying for a history test. and a barista came up with the idea while they cleaned the espresso machine and busser fact-checked it on their break and the post-doc edited between writing grant proposals and the nurse apologized for typos in the notes after a long shift and behind every drabble and one-shot and multi-chapter fic there is a person with a wonderful and interesting and chaotic life and it is such a privilege that we get to be apart of it because they decided to do this thing we all share, for fun.

The Things We Become [Chapter 4]

AKA My Rogue AU duo run self-indulgent fic c:

[ READ AO3 ] [ Start here ]

Rating: BITE NIGHT BITE NIGHT BITE NIGHT

Pairing: Astarion x Named Female Dark Urge. Astarion's POV.

Chapter Word count: 3,372

Fic Summary: Astarion wakes up on a beach after being kidnapped by mind flayers. The first person he meets is a twitching, amnesiac elf who doesn’t even remember her own name. He intends to exploit that vulnerability to his advantage, refusing to let anyone else join their small group. (BG3 canon game from Astarion’s POV, retelling my duo run with my girl Amara and him as both rogues. Without the rest of the group to help, they only make each other worse).

More writing: [ AO3 / tumblr tag ]

(divider by @strangergraphics)

"Are you okay?" She asks with a small voice, and Astarion curses to himself at letting his guard down.

"Yes. Go to sleep." His voice is a command, harsher than intended and than what she's used to hearing. It shocks Amara, who recoils a bit.

"Are you sure? I can keep watch tonight if you need to-"

"I said that I'm fine, Amara." He gives her a very tense grin, not hiding very well his pain. In this moment of hunger, Astarion forgets to keep his fangs hidden.

Amara's answer is a deep scowl. Oh, she didn't like that, did she? Well, he is not in the mood to be appealing tonight. Astarion is in the mood to sink his fangs in her neck and feel her life slip away while his belly fills. Gods. He wonders if her blood would taste as she smells. He has memorized her scent already, and it haunts him whenever she gets too close to his fangs.

"Fine."

Astarion glares away when she speaks and turns away, lying down on top of her bedroll. For the first time since they've met, Amara doesn't wish him a good night.

Astarion doesn't care. Right now, all he can hear is the crackling of the fire in front of him and the steady beating of Amara's heart.