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An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Astarion glared at the teens that were openly staring him as though he were an animal in a zoo, he could hear them whispering, none to subtly to one another about his appearance.
Assholes.
Chapter 2 is up and we’ve got baby Astarion and some Gale pov this time :D
Updates every other Friday, alternating with my other fic: Spring Showers.
(How the heck do you draw human faces?! D’: )
Astarion leaned against the railing of the balcony, sipping blood from a wine flute while watching the sunlight sparkle and shimmer across the surface of Deepwater Harbour.
He fiddled idly with the ring on his finger, the sole reason he was able to stand out here completely unharmed, enjoying the cool spring breeze as golden light warmed his skin.
Astarion (now with the ability to walk in the sun) is faced with the difficult task of figuring out what to do with himself now. Gale on the other hand, finds himself dealing with unexpected echoes of the past, needing to confront things he’d really have rather left alone.
Updates every other Friday, alternating with my other fic: Sunlight Through the Curtains.
Here's the art for the first chapter of Sunlight Through the Curtains, mind the butt it's very rude :P
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Posting this again but without the art, because a butt is apparently too rude not to censer... or maybe it was the back? idk I’ve posted the art separately :P
Astarion hadn’t even noticed the trap he’d willingly stepped into, even as the jaws of it had snapped firmly shut, leaving him with no way out.
After a series of self-destructive decisions Astarion finds himself engaged to a monster and completely miserable, desperate to get away. Meanwhile, further up the sword coast, his old crush from university is dealing with the fallout of his own unhappy relationship dissolving.
I'll be posting the first chapter of part three of the 'Bat'tered series: Spring Showers next Friday, so I'll be alternating between posting cute domestic fluff and this weekly XD
Goodness, it's been a while since I posted anything! Have a cute batstarion as an apology!
I've just uploaded the reworked version of 'Bat'tered by the Storm, nothing major has been changed I've just fixed some of the clunky writing and added more detail/several scenes to make it read better. It's jumped up nearly 8000 words so I did add a little bit :P
As always I had a bunch of help from Dracoscriptor who betaed the new version for me :D
I'm currently working on part 3 of the battered series but that's still a little ways away, so I'm planning to start uploading a new bloodweave fanfic I've been working on in the mean time (probably in the next few weeks).
This one is called "C*mming together while f*cking a mage hand in a cemetery" (or what happens if you play Gale Origin with Spawn Astarion 😌)
Uncensored on Bluesky
https://bsky.app/profile/syanidure.bsky.social/post/3mnrrolqohk2b
Chapters 11 - 17: 05.06.2025 - 06.24.2025
Last few pieces done for the fic, Misery Loves Company
Once again, fic collab with @shadowvikingao3
https://archiveofourown.org/works/63652039/chapters/163156798
~Progress GIF at the bottom~
Update rendering is hard. I think I forgot how to render handsaaaaa😭
Doing a little is better than nothing, but I'm so freaking slow when I've got no creative juices leftttttt...
"I can feel the thunder that's breaking in your heart I can see through the scars inside you"
Old married bloodweave!!!
💬 0 🔁 32 ❤️ 123 · Oh I might have to fanart this 👀
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
The last time he’d tried this it could have gone better, but this time it’d be different. No sudden visitors bringing long and annoying quests, just an evening of romance with the man he loves. This is a direct continuation of 'Bat'tered by the Storm.
Even with his increased confidence when it came to flying, he’d certainly never fought whilst in flight, and when also taking into account the absurd size difference, this match up was like putting a lapdog against a fucking bear.
This is a direct continuation of 'Bat'tered by the Storm. Updates on Fridays.
He’d instantly recognised the look in their vacant eyes; they had to be feral. Starved to the point where they couldn’t think, mindlessly following basic orders from their master, no better than beasts. All gnawing teeth and flying spittle.
This is a direct continuation of 'Bat'tered by the Storm. Updates on Fridays.
It was my birthday yesterday, and I felt like rewarding myself with a soothing illustration and one of my favorite songs ✨🥺💜
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
He blinked slowly, trying to clear his vision, yet nothing changed before him. There was nothing but cold, dark emptiness surrounding him on all sides, an inky black void that seemed to go on and on forever.
This is a direct continuation of 'Bat'tered by the Storm. Updates on Fridays.
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
“Hey Gale, you said it was enchanted, right? Do we know what it does?” Everyone turned to face him, on rare occasions he really wished he wasn’t the person everyone assumed would know everything.
This is a direct continuation of 'Bat'tered by the Storm. Updates on Fridays.
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Astarion fluttered through the icy, cloud filled sky, getting buffeted by cold winds. Beneath him stretched a seemingly never-ending white sheet, there were barely even any trees present to break up the mass of bleak ivory.
This is a direct continuation of 'Bat'tered by the Storm. Updates on Fridays.
