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My Astarion Fic Masterlist

Bergamot and Beans (Longfic)

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Cozy Campfire Crowd with a Case of Wine (Longfic)

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Chapter 1 on tumblr

One Shots

Hot Spell - AstarionxReader, Explicit (Ao3 Link here)

Winter Solstice - ShadowheartxAstarion, Explicit. (Ao3 Link here)

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[bloodjune]

Until You Chapter One: Just Him

Story Summary: “Maybe what you really need is a friend, not a lover.”

Astarion’s eyes flutter with surprise. “I-I would like that. I’ve held more people than I can count. An infinite parade of lovers. But a friend?” He pauses on the question and his face becomes crestfallen. “I can’t think of a single one.”

He puts his hand out to Effy, to which she happily accepts.

“Until you,” he says with a smile that only she’s ever seen.

Ever since that moment the two remained friends and even got an apartment together in the lower city shortly after the defeat of the Netherbrain. It’s been several months and Effy is happily living with her vampire bestie but Astarion’s been acting different lately…

Pairing: Astarion x female!Tav

Warnings: 18+. Sex; Explicit language

Word count: 1016 words

Author's note: A story in which Tav has commitment issues.

Until You: A03 First Chapter below the cut (The rest of the chapters can be read on A03)

Chapter 1: Just Him

Effy woke up, sat up, and stretched her arms out, only to look down to find her date from last night still in bed with her. She groaned at the sight.

She hated when they stayed.

She pushed at his bicep with caution. “Hey,” she rasped, her throat dry from a night of singing and drinking too much.

The man stirred slowly before turning to her. She recalled his name at the sight of his face.

Todd. That was his name. Todd had blue eyes. Todd had nice muscles. Todd was fucking hot.

“Mmm. Good morning, gorgeous,” he mumbled, reaching to drop an arm into her lap.

Effy lifted it gingerly by the wrist and dropped it away from her. She cleared her throat. “Um, I think it’s time for you to uh—”

His eyes widened in surprise. “Oh…right…let me just…”

He moved quickly after that, picking his clothes up off the floor before putting them back on.

Effy grabbed her robe hanging off her nightstand and threw it on.

Todd went to the door, finally dressed, and turned to her. “Um…”

Effy forced a smile. “I’ll walk you out.”

Todd went out before her and Effy followed him down a narrow hall into the living space.

She glanced down and noticed she was only wearing one sock.

One-sock wearers only get one orgasm.

As soon as Effy heard Grandma Addy’s superstitions in her head she was bending forward to get that sock off her as fast as possible.

“Bloody Nine!” Todd yelled as he startled at something in front of him and thrust an elbow back into Effy’s mouth.

“Ow, fuck.” Effy grabbed her mouth and held onto the wall to keep from falling back.

She peered past Todd’s shoulder, rolling her eyes when she realized it was just him.

Standing in the living room was Astarion, wearing nothing but his bright, blue underwear and holding a half-drunk bloodjar in his hands. He turned and gave them a wide bloody grin.

“Oh! Good morning!” He sounded way too cheerful as he gave a stiff wave of one hand in their direction.

Todd looked down at Effy, his expression wrought with concern. “Who is that? Are you safe?”

“Yes,” Effy said dispassionately. She looked down at the blood on her fingers from her split lip. “He’s my roommate.“

She squeezed past Todd and he followed her towards the front door, she opened it for him.

“Go past all the doors, stairs to the left,” she said.

Todd stood in the hallway, turning to look at Effy. “I uh…I really had a great time last night…you know…if you ever want to find me I’ll be at the Elfsong.”

Effy nodded. “Yeah, it was fun. Thanks Todd.”

Todd’s eyebrows knitted with confusion. “My name is Rod.”

Effy tried not to swear when she heard Astarion snickering from behind her.

“Right, um…goodbye. Rod.” She closed the door on Rod’s crestfallen face.

Astarion let out a laugh so loud it was almost wicked. “Oh, my dear…that was…” He couldn’t even string his words together, he was laughing so much.

Effy scowled at him. “Oh, shut up! You cackle like an old hag.” She stormed into the kitchen to fix herself some coffee to find Astarion already made her a cup. She would have smiled but her damn lip hurt so bad.

Astarion walked over and lent against the counter across from her. “And how was Todd? I hope he was more greatsword than dagger.“

Effy rolled her eyes. “Thank you for your concern. If you must know he was huge. Ginormous.”

That was a lie.

He knew it too.

Astarion’s eyes shot wide with mirth, and he gave her a teasing smile. “Really? And how many times did he make you come?” He loved hearing all the filthy details. He didn’t, I made myself, Effy thought. Still, the question reminded Effy that she still had one sock on her foot. “Fucking Hells! Just once!” She whipped down to get it off her damned foot.

When she straightened, Astarion was standing in front of her in the narrow kitchen. She brandished the sock at him. “And it’s all because of this sock!”

He chuckled. “Pity.” He swiped his thumb over Effy’s swelling lip, causing her to gasp slightly from the way it chilled and tingled.

Without looking away from her he put his thumb in his mouth and sucked softly. His red eyes flashed at her.

There was a hint of a flutter in Effy’s stomach. She tamped it down quickly and looked away from him.

“Thanks for my coffee.” She turned to reach for it off the counter. “Why are you even up Astarion? It’s morning.” The cup was still warm.

Astarion smiled gently as he set the bloodjar next to the washbasin. The look on his face gave Effy pause. There was a softness to his features that wasn’t usually there. “I got in just before daybreak, actually.”

Effy raised an eyebrow. “Oh?” She took her first sip of her coffee. It was perfect.

Astarion’s lip quirked, almost coyly. “Well, I’m going to get ready to turn in.” The basin filled from the bottom as he set the bloodjar in to wash.

Effy snorted. “Fine. Keep your secrets then.” She slid beside him and bumped him to the side with her hip.

“I can do it,” he said.

“I got it.” Effy smiled. “You go rest.”

“Alright.” Astarion lent in to give her a chaste kiss on the temple. “Roommate,” he teased.

Effy laughed. “You know you’re more than that.”

And he was.

And he smiled at her because he knew it too.

He was her dearest friend.

Astarion went to his room and when Effy was finished washing his bloodjar, she took her coffee to sit at their dining table, just large enough for two.

She glanced at the newsletter. He always loved reading those.

But what caught her attention was a single red rose left at the center.

Effy frowned.

Astarion didn’t care for flowers.

She picked it up and winced when a thorn pricked her finger.

[bloodjune]

I'm a little late, but I'm reblogging Chapter 1 once again as a way to celebrate having now hit 200k words! It's wild to read it and then read the latest chapter - what a difference. I'm almost proud of myself.

I just want to thank everyone who've taken the time. Your encouragement has changed my life. This story means a lot to me and I'm excited to see where it continues to take us <3 Ily!

[harlequinromancing]

My admiration for this amazing woman and this project only grows 😍

[njuta]

So let’s talk about Until You.

Until You is an Astarion/Tav fic written by bloodinwine aka june.

june is one of the most emotionally rich, thoughtful, and inspiring people I’ve had the privilege of knowing. With the soul of a poet and a heart as vast as the ocean, I’m so stoked and privileged to call her my friend.

In Until You, we follow her Tav, Effy, and our darling vampire, Astarion, as they navigate their lives together as platonic roommates... though it might not be as platonic as they believe.

This fic is... something else. It’s set after the game, but it feels like a modern AU. We get Gale and Effy singing Doja Cat at karaoke. Effy is constantly drunk, living for the thrill of one-night stands, carrying the weight of a failed career and a toxic ex who left her broken. She’s stunning, self-destructive, and hopelessly tragic.

But more than anything, Effy feels real. She’s one of the most fleshed-out characters I’ve encountered in any written work. It’s no surprise that June’s fans create so much free art of her—Effy lingers in the hearts of her readers because she’s not just a character, she’s someone we all can see, understand, and root for.

The story is the slowest of burns. It has chapters anywhere between 1k and 23k words. It contains so much heartfelt longing and poor communication that any shoujo manga would be jealous of it, but every single word of it hit like a brick.

I feel like if I continue writing I will hurt the reblog value, so just. Read this fucking fic it’s the best thing in this fandom.

art by me <3

[onekisstotakewithme]

having online friends who are busy is just like. I LOVE YOU. I miss you. YOU GOT THIS. I'm giving you space to work. I LOVE YOU.

[onekisstotakewithme]

reminder to everyone i haven't talked to lately: I love you. we'll be fine. I LOVE YOU. I am waiting for you. I hope you are well. I love you.

[harlequinromancing]

@bloodinwine

[ahopefulsun]

Wishing all of you a very merry "I suddenly have the motivation and time to write a minimum 10k fic"... please

[festival-of-pudding]

[flyingrainbowcorn]

Shadowheart might be god’s favorite princess, but @bloodinwine’s Effy is mine.

Reference here. June’s wonderful words here.

[bloodjune]

I can't explain how my heart did the craziest somersaults when I first saw this. The reference used for this piece is literally in three of my mood boards for UY. Corn captured her so wonderfully. It's amazing.

Thank you Corn so, so much. This means the world to me. I will treasure always <3

[harlequinromancing]

Hot Spell

AstarionxReader Oneshot

CW: Explicit Sex

Read on Ao3

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Hot.

It was all you could think about. 

The awful, oppressive heat. 

Your bedclothes had long been kicked to the other side of the tent - even a thin cotton sheet felt like a heavy wool blanket.

Every part of you dripped with sweat - all around your hairline, the back of neck, behind you knees. Everywhere skin met skin, sweat.

You weren’t sure how long you had tossed and turned, but it felt like hours. Hours, slowly roasting in this endless, humid, heat .

You sat up, sighing in frustration, snatching up your waterskin and uncorking it. 

You drank deep, gulping down mouthfuls of tepid water, but it did nothing to cool you. A dribble of water fell from the corner of your mouth and you felt it track down the side of your throat, over your chest onto your already damp shirt - but the water only teased, just as warm as the buckets of sweat already pouring off you. 

Desperate, you pulled the drenched tunic off and threw it away, finding the tiniest shred of relief in being naked. 

But it wasn’t even enough to take the edge off.

You reached for the flap of the tent, waving it back and forth vigorously to try and move the stuffy air around on this hellishly still night. 

It only succeeded in making you feel warmer.

“Fuuuck,” you groaned, leaning back on your hands. You closed your eyes, tilting your head back, so desperate for respite you even contemplated prayer - praying for a miracle, for rain.

Hot.

It was all you could think about. 

The awful, oppressive heat . 

“What in the hells are you doing, waving- oh.”

You peeled your eyes open, unable to move with any vague hint of speed, and let your head loll forward to look in the direction of the voice.

It was Astarion. Leaning into your tent, his beautifully coiffed hair was a stark contrast to your own sweat-soaked strands.

His eyes were wide as they flicked back up to look at your face.

He had been staring. But you were far too hot to give even half a fuck about modesty.

His brow twitched slightly, looking at your face. You knew you must look a right mess; flushed red and naked, a sheen of sweat across your body, and utterly exhausted.

“Are you alright?” he asked, kneeling down inside the tent, one hand still holding back the flap “You look… ill.”

“It’s hot. So. Fucking . Hot. How do you not feel it?”

His shirt laces were completely undone, letting his shirt hang open to expose even more of his chest than usual. But he was still somehow able to wear clothes without a drop of sweat darkening them.

“You forget darling, the weather doesn’t run afoul of me nearly so easily as it does you.”

He reached out a hand to cup your burning cheeks, and the chill sensation was so sweet that there was no holding back the soft moan that escaped you as your eyes fell closed.

Finally, finally .

Relief.

“Gods below, if I knew it was that easy to make you moan…” he trailed off. 

You forced your eyes open again, staring back at him, and you could see his pupils blown wide and his lips parted ever so slightly. You lent forward, catching him by the wrist as he pulled his hand away.

“Please,” you breathed, gently tugging his hand towards your face again. “Please, I just need some relief. So I can sleep.”

He relented, placing his palm against your forehead, and you sighed. His touch on your skin felt like being sanctified, like being dipped in cool water. Maybe the gods had answered you after all.

“If it’s relief you’re after…” he breathed, shuffling forward. “I might know a solution.”

He crowded into you, forcing you to lie back down, but you caught his arm as he knelt over you. 

“If you’re meaning… Astarion, I wasn’t asking for… I’m just so hot, that's all.”

“I know what you meant darling. And yes, you are .”

“I thought you hated puns,” you said, unable to hold back the little laugh that escaped your chest.

“Shhh,” he soothed, laying down beside you and propping himself up on his elbow. He brushed the backs of his fingers over your cheek, and whispered, “the heat’s made you delirious. You poor little thing.”

You sighed into the touch, offering him a gentle smile in thanks. It was so beautifully cool, and your feverish body ached for it. 

You reached out to place your hand on his neck, your thumb brushing the corner of his jaw. 

“I’m serious, Astarion you don’t have to–”

“I want to.”

Astarion grabbed your wrist, pulling your hand to his mouth so he could place a kiss on your palm before returning it to his neck, slightly leaning into the touch. 

He ran his fingers along your jaw and mirrored your touch, his fingers brushing the base of your hair. That cool sensation and slight relief was answered by a dull heat rising in your core, a sweet and familiar hunger. 

Astarion’s fingertips trailed from your neck down to your chest, along your sternum, and his knuckles brushed the lower swell of your breast. Cold fingertips ghosted over your nipples, making your back arch and your eyes flutter closed of their own accord. 

His hand moved further down, his palm sliding over your belly to your waist, trailing down along your hip and over your thigh. 

Your body grew tense with anticipation, and the increasing warmth between your legs was curious for his touch.

But suddenly, his hand was gone, and you opened your eyes, tamping down disappointment.

“Sit up,” he said, shucking off his shirt and pants, and he patted you on the shoulder. 

You did as you were told, and he shuffled around behind you, his legs caging your body. 

Astarion moved in close, pulling your hips into him until your back was flush with his chest.

Another half-stifled moan escaped your mouth as he curled himself around you, and you lent into him, his touch like cool water running along the backs of your arms, the sides of your legs.

“Is that better, darling?” he asked, his breath ghosting over your neck, a cool breeze on a hot day delighting your skin and making it prickle.

“Yes,” you breathed. “Gods, yes , thank you. I finally feel like I can think again.”

Just as you began to relax into his touch, his hands curled around your waist, making your breath hitch and your body stir. One hand travelled up to cup your breast, while the other trailed down to feather over your belly, your thigh.

“Mm, and what are you thinking about?” he whispered, his voice like velvet.

He pressed a soft kiss just behind your ear, his lips lingering there. 

“How good this feels… how I want…” you said, your mouth feeling suddenly dry. “How I want more.”

His hand toyed with the soft downy hair at the crest of your legs, teasing, before running along the seam of your thighs with just the hint of a suggestion. 

“Don’t you worry your pretty little head darling. This is only the beginning.”

You let your legs fall apart, offering him greater access to where you craved his touch, hopeful. The soft caress on your leg became a firm grip, and you gasped as he pulled your leg up and over his, splaying you out fully. His for the taking. 

“Mm, you open up so easily for me, don’t you?” he murmured, trailing kisses down your neck.

Already you could feel that sweet ache in your core, that throbbing desire for more and more and more.

His fingertips ghosted between your legs, featherlight touches over the wet heat bringing no relief, only lip-biting anticipation. 

“You’re all mine, aren’t you?” he breathed.

Astarion’s hand on your breast moved upwards, flat to your chest with his fingers splayed, holding you tight against him. You pressed your arm over his, twining your fingers together, and you could feel your heart pounding beneath them.

“Yes… I’m all yours,” you whispered. And you were. Anywhere he wanted to touch was already his, unequivocally. 

Finally, his fingertip found your clit and you gasped, fighting the urge to buck up into his touch. He rolled it aching slowly, and you could feel the pressure building in your core already, desperate for more but wanting to make it last. 

Astarion kept up his careful ministrations without deviation until you started to writhe against him, your hand grasping against his thigh in a silent plea. You could feel him growing hard against your ass, and suddenly all you could focus on was the thought of him inside you.

“Tell me what you want dear,” he purred in your ear, his voice sending a jolt of pleasure down your spine.

“I want you , Astarion. Anything you’re willing to give.”

He huffed a sharp breath and pressed another kiss to your neck, his hand on your chest pulling you even tighter against him.

You whimpered as his fingers left your clit, but sound was cut off as a fingertip pressed against your opening, dipping into the slick heat before trailing back up to your clit. 

His touch was firmer now, and your breathing came faster as he teased you towards the edge of pleasure. 

He kissed your neck, open mouthed and wet, as he teased two fingers over your folds and spread them open, before pressing one inside.

You bit your lip to stifle a moan at the delicious pressure of his finger slipping deep inside, your grip on his thigh tightening. His finger curled up, caressing that sweet spot inside you and your hips bucked, craving more and more and more. 

“Please,” you gasped. 

“Please, what?” he said, lips against your neck.

“More. Please, give me more.”

He chuckled slightly, and you could feel the rumble of it against your back, the delicious sensation teasing you even further into pleasure.

Astarion removed his finger from you, and you whined at the loss until he brought his hand to your mouth, and pressed against your parted lips.

You acquiesced, opening your mouth wider so he could push inside. You licked and sucked at them, tongue swirling over them with a soft hum of pleasure. 

He pulled away slowly, almost like he didn’t want to leave, and returned his hand between your legs. 

He brushed his fingers over your clit again, the slick sensation making you sigh. You looked down, watching his careful movements, his fingers sliding back and forth over you and teasing all the while.

And then he pushed two fingers inside you, pumping them in and out ever so slowly to meet the rolling of your hips, working you open until he could press a third inside. He caressed that sweet spot inside with the tips of his fingers as his palm pressed against your clit, massaging it with the movement of his hand, forcing sweet little moans from your lips.

You could feel that heat coiling in your belly, tensing your muscles as your orgasm slowly built. 

“May I?” he asked against your neck. “You taste ever so sweet when you’re in the throes of pleasure.”

“Yes,” you answered quickly, barely letting him finish the question.

The hand on your chest moved up to the top of your throat, holding your chin up and making space for him to mouth over your neck, kissing and licking and sucking. His grip pressed into the sides of your neck, just enough pressure to make your head feel light and heighten the sensation of his touch between your legs. His teeth pressed lightly against your throat as the pace of his fingers slowly increased, the anticipation of what came next almost as pleasurable as the firm pressure of his touch. 

You were drawing closer and closer to the edge, every part of your body tensed to chase that little death, holding out just long enough for–

Sharp pain shot through your neck as he bit down, quickly giving way to pleasure as laved over the wound, lapping up your blood like the world’s finest wine.

That was it. Your hips writhed against his hand as you tumbled over the edge into pure bliss, a soft cry of ecstasy falling from your mouth. 

His fingers slowed, still pumping in and out ceaselessly, his palm pulled slightly away now from your sensitive clit. 

His mouth never left your throat. 

As you came back down you still felt little shocks of pleasure run through you as he kept up his movements. 

As you started to still again, he pulled his fingers away and you sighed in relief as your legs fell closed again.

He pressed one final, lingering kiss your neck and then both hands were on your hips, pushing you away.

“Oh, okay, thank you, I–”

“Ah, ah,” he tutted. “Don’t think we’re done so soon, pet. On your knees.”

You compiled easily, the relief making you obedient, and you moved up onto your knees between his legs.

“What a pretty picture you make, sitting there ready for me.”

Oh.

He moved behind you, and it sent a slight breeze over your exposed sex, making you shiver. One of his hands splayed over your hip, kneading your ass, pushing and tugging and making you quiver under his attentions.

And then he was kneeling behind you, one arm around your chest with his hand on the base of your throat, pulling him flush against you. With his knees, he nudged your legs further apart as his free hand moved between them once more, pulling a sharp gasp from you. You looked down, watching his fingers trail over your thighs and roll over before disappearing inside you, slipping in easily and causing a flutter in your belly. Even now, just moments later, you could already feel that heat coiling again.

He pulled away, leaning back ever so slightly to line up his cock between your legs, rolling his hips slowly to spread your slickness over it. You could almost indulge in the sweet, soft pleasure of it for hours, but you hungered for more, trying to angle your hips within his tight grasp to guide him inside.

“Ever so eager, darling,” he purred, pressing a kiss to your neck. 

He knelt back, pulling you down with him to sit in his lap, and loosened his grip so he could trail kisses down along your shoulder. His hand on your throat moved down to your hip, pushing you up and over ever so slightly. His other hand moved between you, and as he pulled back on your hips you felt the tip of his cock press against your entrance. 

With both his hands on your hips, he pulled lightly against them in silent encouragement. You pressed down, relaxing and letting him in, feeling his cock push against the slight resistance until just the tip sank inside. You stilled, acclimatising to the new sensation, drinking in the sweet, quiet gasp from Astarion. 

Then, you pressed down further, a constant, glacially slow movement all the way until he bottomed out inside you and filled you up perfectly.

A guttural groan escaped your lips, almost drowning out Astarion’s own. It was pure, pure pleasure. 

You basked in it, still for just a moment until Astarion’s hands on your hips urged you upwards again. 

You pulled away from him, kneeling up until you came almost all the way off, relishing in the almost overwhelming sensation of his cock sliding inside you, before pressing back down, faster this time. 

Again, his hands urged you up. You tilted your hips back, so as he pulled you back down his cock brushed against the sweet, sensitive spot inside you, making you cry out at the delirious sensation. 

Astarion pushed your hips up once more, this time meeting you with a thrust as he pulled you back onto him, and he built up a languid, torturous pace. 

Gentle little moans fell from your mouth with every thrust, twining with the beautiful little sighs and bitten back noises coming from Astarion. 

Your fingertips found your clit, rolling it in just the way you liked, that pressure building in your core once again. The hot, filthy sounds of pleasure and skin slapping filled the tent, and your focus narrowed to the growing heat between your legs as you pushed closer and closer to bliss once more.

Your free hand moved to your hip, to twine your fingers with Astarion’s, and he gripped even tighter.

“Ah, yes.. Fuck. Are you going to come for me again? Let me hear it.”

And that was all it took. 

Pleasure tore through you, a harsh cry ripping itself from your throat as you fell into ecstasy again. 

You continued to roll your hips over him, riding through the aftershocks until you felt him tense beneath you, his grip tightening on your hips as he came with a shuddering sigh. You fell forward, your hands catching you on the ground, and it was all you could do to breathe and try to come back down. 

His grip loosened, instead petting over your hips, your ass, your thighs. 

As your breathing finally returned to normal, you knelt forward and pulled off completely, shuffling off from him. You grabbed for your discarded tunic, cleaning you both off half heartedly before turning to face him. 

He had lain back down, his hands tracing patterns over his torso as he stared up at the tent, a languid smile on his face. His eyes flitted down to look at you, and the smile grew into a wide grin, one hand reaching out for you. 

“Come here. Sleep.” 

You shuffled over to lay down beside him, laying your head against his chest as his arm wrapped around you. 

“Thank you, Astarion, that was re-ahhh,” you said, interrupted by a yawn. You curled your arm over his stomach, hitching your leg up over his.

It was perfect.

His other hand gently stroked your arm. 

“Shhh dear, sleep now.”

“I.. ah..” you started, unable to finish your sentence as you drifted off to sleep in a temperate bliss.

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[shewhowas39]

recent fic recs (oneshot edition)

as promised, here's my list of oneshots i've read and enjoyed!

i'm going to try to do this more regularly, because i know i post about my own fic a lot, but i really want to spread the love around to all the other amazing creators!

so let's goooo

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Daybreak Ballads by @wilteddreamsofbaldursgate this is a delightful piece of Astarion x f!reader (bard) smut. it features Astarion being petty about being told his poetry isn't your thing, and it's funny and sexy and so in character. easily one of my favorites.

Ethics Review by @kittenintheden you all know kitten's longfic, "Not Your Sweetheart," but have you read her sexy oneshots? this one involves Astarion and unnamed Tav going to Astarion's old office and engaging in a little roleplay. it's hot, but also really fun. her other smutty oneshots are also great, but this one is my fave.

Hot Spell by @harlequinromancing this one is HOT. both in a smutty sense and in a literal sense. read it on a sweltering summer day. you'll be glad you did. Astarion is cold, you are not, you do the math.

For Your Eyes Only by @thedreamlessnights more Astarion smut, but this time featuring protective Astarion who has your back when a creep spies while you're trying to bathe. both really sweet and ultimately sexy. i think my exact comment on the bookmark was "this is some good shit." for what that is worth.

All I Want for Solstice by @atsadi-shenanigans okay so maybe not technically a oneshot because it's 2 chapters, but in the words of Olivia Rodrigo, "fuck it, it's fine." Astarion x named Tav - it's a perfect mix of smut, fluff, and absolute hilarity - including one of the funniest batstarion scenes i've ever read. i'm sure most of y'all are familiar with "Feeding Alligators." this is set in that universe. and it was also a huge inspiration for me to start writing oneshots in my longfic's universe as well. cannot sing this one's praises enough.

...and now i see daylight by @krissynotchrissy and now, after all that smut, have some that is pure sweetness. in which Astarion reflects on when he realized he loved Tav. the ending is also absolutely perfectly tied to the game. i adore this one so much.

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anyway, i'll attempt to do something like these rec lists once a month or so. and htey won't always be all Astarion fic, i promise. i'm trying to find more fic with Shadowheart at the moment, because she's my beloved. so if you have recs for fic starring her, i'm all pointy ears, my love.

[harlequinromancing]

Only just saw this but thank you so much for the rec 🥰

[bloodjune]

Until You Update

Chapter 14 will drop this Saturday <3

DM me if you want to join my server :)

[harlequinromancing]

Not to be dramatic but y'all should get fucking HYPE for this one

[bg-brainrot]

Fuel for your Astarion daydreams:

his dexterous fingers playing absentmindedly along your hip, pausing only to squeeze you gently

his lips leaving an icy trail down your neck, pressing firmly against your quickening pulse

his fangs nipping gently at your shoulder as he pulls you closer, as if craving you more than your blood

his rich, red eyes catching yours from across a tavern, brightening imperceptibly at your attention

his voice, lowered to no more than a whisper in your ear, his tone teasing as he utters something naughty to you

his soft white curls brushing against your face as he leans closer to you, teasing you with a kiss that doesn't quite reach

his ears flushing pink as you unabashedly murmur words of love and longing

his nose burying into your hair as he takes in your familiar, now comforting scent

his laugh, rumbling through his body and into yours as you lay in each others' arms

[inkedftm]

sit on my lap and tell me about your day/interests while we both pretend you’re not slowly starting to grind against my thigh

[silveredbark]

[astarionancuntnin]

princess of house nightstar who?? i only know divastarion

astarion + text posts (part 19)

[bloodjune]

Archive of Our Astarion

Hi friends 💗

I’ve created a new discord server entitled Archive of Our Astarion.

It’s in its very beginning stages but I wanted to reach out and explain what I hope for it to become.

I currently have a thread for Until You on OF and it’s been such a fun a place to connect with my readers and from the feedback I get, readers also enjoy connecting with other readers too!

I thought it would be fun to create a server that essentially felt like a library/book club of Astarion fanfiction only.

There are no general channels for general discussions on this server. Just threads for fanfiction only.

There are only about 5 fanfics listed there right now and I hope to add more overtime.

I am very new to running a server so it will take me some time but I’m very excited about this idea!

As to not flood the server or get too overwhelmed, I’m hoping to expand the server at a slow or moderate pace so bear with me.

Anyway, all this to say if you are a reader of Until You and would like to join feel free to send me a message and I’ll send you an invite link when I can! :)

[harlequinromancing]

My fic will also live here so please get in touch with either of us for an invite!

[bloodjune]

Until You Chapter 13: Just Fallen

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Story Summary: “Maybe what you really need is a friend, not a lover.”

Astarion’s eyes flutter with surprise. “I-I would like that. I’ve held more people than I can count. An infinite parade of lovers. But a friend?” He pauses on the question and his face becomes crestfallen. “I can’t think of a single one.”

He puts his hand out to Effy, to which she happily accepts.

“Until you,” he says with a smile that only she’s ever seen.

Ever since that moment the two remained friends and even got an apartment together in the lower city shortly after the defeat of the Netherbrain. It’s been several months and Effy is happily living with her vampire bestie but Astarion’s been acting different lately…

Pairing: Astarion x female!Tav

Warnings: 18+. some (more than usual) nsfw content ahead, blood licking/blood kink, reference to cheating behavior, emotional trauma, anxiety, negative thinking

Word count: 11.5 k

Author's note: A story in which Tav has commitment issues.

Until You: A03

[bloodjune]

For My Love

There's been a lot of kind words/love for Until You and Effy. I just want to say thank you to everyone you're so so kind...but also...I just want to take a moment to say that Until You would not be possible without @harlequinromancing (AKA rakkyattacky on A03)

She beta reads every chapter with the utmost care and love and attention. She puts up with all my whining and how I grieve endlessly over how I'm going to pull off connecting all the threads of this story together and finally make Effy and Astarion fuck

There are so many little details that get snuck into that story that are inspired by her brilliant mind. We can all thank her for Astarion's silk robes being pink, for B&B's literal existence, his underwear being a burgundy color and for his corset being a shiny silver and just so many other things!

I am so grateful to have a friend like her. She's just an incredible human. Thank you for everything, literally everything.

I love you forever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever ~~~~~

Highly recommend everyone to check out her work!!! <3

Bergamot and Beans on A03

Cozy campfire crowd with a case of wine on A03

[harlequinromancing]

🥹🥹🥹 love you forever!!!!!!!

[theoldcrane]

Rhapsody

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