BED ME OR BEHEAD ME

private astarion of BG3 rp blog

[sanguinelf]

𝗽𝗿𝗶𝘃𝗮𝘁𝗲 𝘄𝗿𝗶𝘁𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗯𝗹𝗼𝗴 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝗔𝗦𝗧𝗔𝗥𝗜𝗢𝗡 𝗔𝗡𝗖𝗨𝗡𝗜𝗡 𝗼𝗳 𝗕𝗮𝗹𝗱𝘂𝗿'𝘀 𝗚𝗮𝘁𝗲 𝟯 𝗽𝗲𝗻𝗻𝗲𝗱 𝗯𝘆 𝗴𝗿𝗲𝘆- 𝟮𝟴, 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝘆/𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗺, 𝟭𝟬+ 𝘆𝗲𝗮𝗿𝘀 𝘄𝗿𝗶𝘁𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗲𝘅𝗽𝗲𝗿𝗶𝗲𝗻𝗰𝗲 || 𝐠𝐝𝐨𝐜 𝗮𝗰𝘁𝗶𝘃𝗲 𝗱𝗮𝗶𝗹𝘆, 𝗿𝗲𝗽𝗹𝗶𝗲𝘀 𝗽𝗿𝗶𝗺𝗮𝗿𝗶𝗹𝘆 𝗱𝗼𝗻𝗲 𝗼𝗻 𝗳𝗿𝗶𝗱𝗮𝘆𝘀 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝘀𝗮𝘁𝘂𝗿𝗱𝗮𝘆𝘀

𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐥𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡: @weavewilled , @moonridge

𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐠: @1000lvrs

rules under cut

20+ only

ASTARION IS A VICTIM OF EXTENSIVE EMOTIONAL/PHYSICAL/SEXUAL ABUSE. this subjects will be brought up as they are imperative to his character and why he behaves in certain manners. anything more detailed than a passing mention will be tagged with either "abuse cw" or "s abuse cw".

your muse does not know that astarion is a vampire unless he tells them or it is one of the canon companions/tav later on in the storeline. i write him with his "good path", he doesn't ascend because he wants to be better than cazador, as tempting as it may be. but that doesn't mean he's a hero. astarion is still willing to kill, he's still willing to lie and trick for his own gain. he is chaotic neutral.

without needing to be said, please adhere to basic roleplay etiquette. i won't tolerate racism, sexism, transphobia. don't godmod, don't steal anything from me. so on and so forth.

i'm really big into plotting. i tend to stick to one muse for very long periods of time and i prefer long, drawn out dynamics that grow organically over the course of tons of threads. i'm totally fine with unplotted, improv threads too!! but if i know what the plot is, i can keep a thread going for 100+ notes. please feel free to come plot with me!!!

i do not like feeling "collected" so to speak. i know astarion is one of the fan favorites and i dont have dupe anxiety about other blogs of the same muse, but if i notice that you are shipping with several other astarions, I will not ship with your muse. I'm not asking for exclusivity but I do not want to be just another Astarion blog your muse can hookup with. It makes me feel weird. They can be friends or enemies though!

that being said, i love shipping, i don't even care to say it. ship with me. but please talk to me about it first, do not just assume it's okay to smooch on astarion bc that makes me uncomfortable.

i don't personally participate in reblog karma. you can reblog any prompts or aesthetics from me. i understand that not all prompts work for all dynamics but i encourage sending something in when you can! but i will follow any rule you might have for reblogging.

i am incredibly crossover friendly and would love to place astarion in other universes, but a lot of his lore will be the same. he will always be a vampire and depending on the setting, he may or may not still be cazador's servant.

i am more than happy to follow and interact with cazador blogs but i will never make their dynamic out to be anything other than what it is. cazador is his captor and abuser.

i don't really use icons because i hate making them but feel free to use yours! im very low on aesthetics in general, i make the basic graphics and call it a day. i mainly focus on the quality of my writing.

i write in third person, present-tense only and i ask you to do the same when writing with me, i've tried mixing POVs for other people's preferences and it just doesn't work for me.

[sanguinelf]

(hi ive returned but over here on my oc blog for now--)

[sanguinelf]

(hi ive returned but over here on my oc blog for now--)

[sanguinelf]

(hi ive returned but over here on my oc blog for now--)

[sanguinelf]

(I am not gone gone, I have just been so insanely busy with work and the holidays and I started up a bi-weekly DND group with friends. I want to make time for here again, I miss writing. Hopefully by the new year.)

[sanguinelf]

activity notice

(peak season is here at my job, which means ill be working 50+ hours for the next few weeks on top of holidays. please give me patience when it comes to replies until after christmas, i will be especially slow but i am definitely not losing interest in this blog. i am just busy.)

[littlestarbigfangs]

[Was it true what they said? That you gave up fighting him long ago?]

"You don't know what it was like! There was no way out!"

[bg3astariononlydeok]

[sanguinelf]

(ok follow my ocs @feyfar)

[crosaidi]

@sanguinelf — cont.

Blue eyes slip sideways at the correction, and he counters it with a pull of a wry smile. " Fuck that, " he says, with a shrug. " You have thoughts, opinions, emotions, you're alive. " He's not interested in getting philosophical about it, at least not right at the moment; there's a whole wealth of existential arguments to be made on the subject, but he's not that man.

" Oh, I wouldn't want to be on the bad side of one. Front or arse-wise. " The red dragon that's been haunting the mountain pass is currently gliding broad circles, and it's safely far away that it scarcely looks more than a broad-winged speck against the waning evening sky. " Shit, they call 'em heroes eventually. Get their names in books and songs written about 'em. "

He looks disgruntled, briefly, mouth thinning, and then it fades. " I made aquaintence of a sort with a dragon, once, you know. Big old bastard, a white dragon, mean as shit. Called himself a king, and I guess he was. " He laughs, short and hard — a fierce thing, reminiscent. " Didn't trust him further than I could throw him. But fuck if I could kill him, and i didn't want him to kill me, so we came to terms. "

[sanguinelf]

"An acquaintance with a dragon?" astarion repeated, his brows raising with a sense of impressed. he didn't know such a thing was possible-- though, he'd admit, his knowledge on the beasts was quite limited. he knew they were ancient and noble creatures but the ability to proclaim their selves king and have some semblance of treaty with a human... hm! the rogue made a quick humming noise. "I suppose the big old bastard wouldn't have any interest in helping us destroy whatever it is that these tadpoles came from?" he suggested, tapping a finely clawed finger against his temple. "Dragons like coin, don't they? What if we offered him something shiny."

there was a momentary pause, and a sigh left astarion's lips; he crossed his arms over his chest. "Lae'zel said that they serve the Githyanki. Do you think they enjoy that? Do you think it's on some sort of mutual respect or by force?" he gestured his head towards the sky where the great red beasts were nothing but memory. "I feel I have more in common with dragons these days than I do with man." look at him. feeling bad for some stupid dragon. astarion had a sudden rush of annoyance with himself and he shook his head, trying to rattle out the irksome thoughts. he started forward, away from the paladin, without prompt. "Let's keep moving. This place is crawling with goblins."

[sanguinelf]

(thanks for the patience, ive just been going through a lot of weird things but i def plan on writing tonight. maybe ill finally start using the queue.)

[healednature-deactivated2023112]

it's  rather  ungraceful,  the  way  she  practically  drops  herself  down  onto  the  nearest  rock  with  a  breath  huffed  out  (  it  sounds  much  like  relief  ).  her  staff  is  propped  up  at  her  back,  legs  stretched  out  before  her  and  palms  braced  behind  her  as  she  lifts  her  face  upwards  toward  the  sky  -  oh  how  she  wished  to  feel  the  sun  on  her  face  when  she  could  relax  but  a  dark  sky  filled  with  stars  would  work  just  as  well.    ❛❛  finally.  i  thought  we  would  be  walking  all  night.  again.  ❜❜            

starter call. @sanguinelf

[sanguinelf]

astarion shared her sentiments. his pack was dropped to the grass, and then he too alongside it. his legs and feet were so tired that he didn't even care enough to lay out a blanket first this time-- it wasn't as if his clothes weren't stained already, with blood and dirt and the gods know what else. there were audible cracks from the vampire's joints as he stretched his arms out in front of him and craned his head to one side. "I couldn't," astarion huffed out. "Someone would have to carry me..." he leaned his weight on his palms, reclining back. "We ought think about our mortal friends. They need to sleep, after all..."

[ohisms]

𝑻𝑯𝑬 𝑬𝑵𝑶𝑹𝑴𝑰𝑻𝒀 𝑶𝑭 𝑴𝒀 𝑫𝑬𝑺𝑰𝑹𝑬 .    (   a  series  of  nsfw  prompts ,  separated  by  quotes   &   acts .   ‘ my ’  muse  belongs  to  the  one  who  posted  the  meme .  send   “ + REVERSE ”   to  reverse  the  prompts  )

       →  WORDS .

❛  i’m  sorry ,  you  don’t  enjoy  being  teased ? .  ❜ ❛  you  know  what  i’m  waiting  for .  ❜ ❛  keep  your  hands  where  they  are .  ❜ ❛  i want you to ride  [ me / my fingers ] .  ❜ ❛  you  make  the  prettiest  sounds .  ❜ ❛  say  please .  ❜ ❛  i  want  to  make  this  last .  ❜ ❛  look  at  me .  ❜ ❛  i’m  yours ,  only  yours -  ❜ ❛  yeah ,  just like that -  ❜ ❛  i’ve  barely  even  started .  ❜ ❛  i  need  you .  ❜ ❛  god ,  shut  up  and  fuck  me  already !  ❜ ❛  god ,  yes ,  [ name ] ,  don’t  stop .  ❜ ❛  you  have  no  idea  how  long  i’ve  wanted  to  do  this .  ❜ ❛  who  gets  to  touch  you  like  this ?  ❜ ❛  come  for  me .  ❜ ❛  ah ,  ah -  don’t  touch .  ❜ ❛  brace  your  hands  on  the  wall .  ❜ ❛  could  you  come  like  this ?  ❜ ❛  please ,  let  me  come -  ❜ ❛  god ,  you’re  beautiful -  ❜ ❛  i’ve  been  waiting  for  this  all  night .  ❜ ❛  you’re  such  a  tease .  ❜ ❛  take  these  off .  ❜ ❛  i  want  to  feel  your  [ mouth / fingers ] .  ❜ ❛  do  you  have  any  idea  how  good  you  taste ?  ❜ ❛  tell  me  what  you  want .  ❜ ❛  we  shouldn’t -  ah ,  we shouldn’t be doing this .  ❜ ❛  faster ,  [ name ] ,  i  need  more .  ❜ ❛  is  this  good ?  ❜ ❛  keep  your  eyes  open .  ❜ ❛  i  can’t  wait  to  find  out  what  else  you  can  do .  ❜ ❛  you  don’t  have  to  be  so  gentle .  ❜ ❛  i  want  to  hear  you  beg .  ❜ ❛  can  i  take  this  off ?  ❜ ❛  please ,  please ,  please -  ❜ ❛  you’re  doing  so  well  for  me .  ❜ ❛  please  touch  me .  ❜ ❛  keep  reading ,  i  want  to  see  how  long  you  last .  ❜ ❛  i’ll  buy  you  another  one .  ❜ ❛  say  my  name .  louder .  ❜ ❛  i  can’t  wait  any  longer .  ❜ ❛  you  feel  so  good .  ❜ ❛  you’re  going  to  leave  a  mark -  ❜ ❛  touch  yourself  for  me .  ❜ ❛  do  you  deserve  it ?   ❜ ❛  did  i  say  you  could  come ?  ❜ ❛  i’m  so  close -  ❜ ❛  they’re  going  to  catch  us -  ❜ ❛  i  want  you  right  here .  ❜ ❛  we  have  to  be  quiet .  ❜

         →  ACTIONS .

❛  pin .   to  restrain  my  muse’s  hands  during  intimacy . ❛  mirror .   to  have  sex  with  my  muse  in  front  of  a  mirror . ❛  deny .   to  deny  my  muse  an  orgasm . ❛  distance .   to  have  [ phone / video ]  sex  with  my  muse . ❛  playlist .   to  have  sex  with  my  muse  while  music  is  playing . ❛  paw .   to  fondle  my  muse’s   [ chest  /  ass ] . ❛  wall .   to  pin  my  muse  against  a  wall . ❛  table .   to  hoist  my  muse  onto  a  [ table  /  counter ] . ❛  clothed .   to  make  my  muse  come  while  fully  dressed . ❛  finger .   to  finger  my  muse . ❛  oral .   to  give  my  muse  oral . ❛  fervent .   to  have  sex  with  my  muse  after  a  fight . ❛  distraction .   to  rile  my  muse  up  during  a  film . ❛  mark .   to  leave  marks  on  my  muse  [  optional :  specify where  ] . ❛  tie .   to  use  restraints  on  my  muse  during  intimacy . ❛  throat .   to  choke  my  muse  during  intimacy . ❛  sparring .   for  sparring  to  turn  into  sex . ❛  toys .   to  use  toys  [ vibrator / strap / otherwise ]  on  my  muse . ❛  imagery .   to  send  my  muse  a  risque  photo . ❛  drag .   to  pull  my  muse  closer  by  a  piece  of  clothing . ❛  tear .   to  tear  a  piece  of  clothing  from  my  muse’s  body . ❛  shower .   to  have  sex  with  my  muse  in  the  [ shower / bath ] . ❛  sneaky .   to  sneak  away  from  a  gathering  to  have  sex  with  my  muse . ❛  beg .   to  make  my  muse  beg . ❛  carnal .   to  [ scratch / bite ]  my  muse  during  intimacy . ❛  preoccupied .   to  rile  my  muse  up  as  they  [ read / work ] . ❛  jealous .   to  purposefully  make  my  muse  react  possessively . ❛  dare .   to  have  sex  with  my  muse  based  off  a  dare . ❛  read .   to  re-enact  something  from  a  [ book / show / porn ]  with  my  muse . ❛  collapse .   to  break  a  bed  during  sex  with  my  muse . ❛  caught .   to  get  caught  with  my  muse  during  sex .

[seldariine]

Watching the other carefully, Tazengar sees the moment he returns to the present. The dissociation is a concern; and he'd stopped the second he'd noticed Astarion becoming a less enthusiastic participant in tonight's turn of events. Tazengar's heart breaks for him - not out of pity; never that - because he feels the need to put on a face; to pretend. It seems so practiced, as well - it's almost believable when the other tells him he was getting into it.

He after the kiss to his palm, turning and curling fingers around their pale counterpart, thumb brushing over the smooth skin of his knuckles

" I stopped.... Astarion--" he isn't good with words; he's more action. Gale is the verbose one of the party. Perhaps he ought to take lessons from the wizard. He shakes off the thought and presses his lips to Astarion's forehead. " ...If you want this any less than completely: then we stop, no matter if it's just this-- touching and kissing, or if it's more. If you are not comfortable, not consenting-- we stop until you are ready. " a pause, only so he can shift to be at Astarion's side instead of atop him.

" ....And even if you're never ready-- I'll be right here with you. Whatever makes you feel safe is what I'm in to. "

@sanguinelf cont.

[sanguinelf]

the well-practiced smile wavered at first, then slowly sunk down; it wasn't an unhappy expression-- embarrassed, perhaps. if he were living, he could imagine a heat in his face and the color pink hueing his cheeks. "It's... not so simple," he sighed. "It's not that I don't want it. I do. But sometimes I can't help but go back to all the times that I didn't, but had to anyway." when he had to entertain the tavern-dwellers until cazador was ready for them to come up to his quarters, and never be seen again. the spawn sat up, re-tucking his shirt into his pants as their moment was over to him. "I'm sorry. You've never done anything to hurt me in such a way, so don't think that."

he played it off as it was nothing, holding his head up high and fluffing up the back of his silvery curls that might have gotten squashed from being beneath taz. astarion stared forward into the darkness of the woods that surrounded them; far enough off from camp to give them privacy but not too far as to put them in danger.

"Sometimes I feel as if I've been ruined for anyone else," he mentioned after some time of silence. "Maybe some time is a good idea-- Maybe we can just take it slow, because that's never been a luxury I was allowed. Is that okay with you?"

[crosaidi]

—— do each of us, soldier or no, reach a point when all that we’ve seen, survived, changes us inside ?

++ ind. & prv. dnd / bg3 based oc. tav & companion verses. half wood-elf oath of vengeance paladin. protected by rowan.

[sanguinelf]

(in non-romanced post game verses, astarion hangs out in the underdark spilling tea to Omeluum about other underdark dwellers and learning more about mushrooms than he ever cared to)

[winterandwords]

I could fix him. I could make him worse. Good for you. I could gently take the weapon out of his shaking, blood-soaked hand and hold him until he finally believes that he doesn't have to be defined by all the ways the world has hurt him. Then we could ruin the lives of everyone who has ever treated him like he's a monster who doesn't deserve love.