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Outfit by PseudoKociara is not an ordinary dress, it is a MASTERPIECE ! This is so BEAUTIFUL 🥹 !
My Aristen looks like a real princess 😍
Link to mod ❤️
Art trade with @aristenfromwarsaw of her durge oc, Aristen Rosegrove and her lover, Astarion Ancunín💖
She's a storm sorcerer, high elf 🧝♀️⚡. This couple give so much royalty vibes, they look expensive✨️
🍰🖋Tidbit Thursday🖋🍰
WIP Wednesday/Whenever/Tidbit Tuesday
Thanks for the tag @optimisticgrey and @scoldingdarjeeling
And believe it or not, I really got something to share and wrote something today. Working on a little sweet funny collab with @aristenfromwarsaw what makes me happy 😊
The faint crackle of magic wafted through the air, filling it thick and heavy, charging it electrically. Anyone with even a modicum of sensitivity for the weave could perceive this essence of creation from nothing.
“Gale was right: Sorceress should stick to wild nature magic and not conjuration.”
Astarion’s hands gripped his white curls as if holding onto an imaginary hat he wasn’t wearing, or perhaps simply to protect his perfect hairstyle from potential disruption by the portal — too wild for his taste.
His voice held a slight crack of panic, which with Astarion usually manifested as more serious and bombastic than subtle, even when he was trying to maintain some semblance of composure and peace for the sake of his Aristen.
“Since when do you agree with Gale?” Aristen only half-turned away from her incantation, but enough so that Astarion couldn't miss the surprised, slightly pouty look and raised eyebrow she gave him as she murmured.
“Not otherwise — and woe betide you if you ever tell him — but in this case: yes,” the elf nodded resolutely.
“Any kind of damage to my figure of perfection is invaluable, my dear,” the gesture of his hand over his positioned hip was as unnecessary as it was powerfully graphic.
A soft giggle escaped her lips at the same time as her blues eyes rolled in her head. Aristen was glad of Astarion's incorrigibility, for it always made her laugh, and she wouldn't have it any other way.
“You see, and since I would never risk this, this should be proof enough for you of how secure my portal is.”
“Aristen, darling,” Astarion approached his love and lifted her chin between his thumb and forefinger, “I wish that meant something, promised something. But your statistics so far guarantee something quite different.”
“Your lack of faith disturbs me.” Aristen’s entire face, including her turquoise eyes, grinned along with her. Astarion, on the other hand, simply stared blankly at this statement, which completely baffled and confused him.
“What?!” he hissed. Before he could ask another question or correct her, Aristen’s hands formed a few final symbols, and suddenly the portal gained energy. Powerful, irresistible magic, and Astarion could practically feel himself being pulled toward the swirling opening.
He would have resisted, but there was little resistance to the sorceress’s persuasive gaze and outstretched hand.
“Come on, just a short walk to the outskirts of the city and with this we can escape the jostling crowd.”
“Darling, the hustle and bustle of the crowd is the best part…all those full wallets…”
“Astarion…”
“All right!” he conceded, “of course you’re the best part, and it’s truly wonderful to enjoy our time together without having to walk past all those beggars.”
“Alright, let’s go!” he urged, only to preempt a lecture from Aristen about beggar children, which she had already begun to prepare for.
It's very wipy and nothing special of course, but it's so sweet that Agata wants to do something for the Tav and Tav friend event 😊💖 with her Durge Aristen and my Saulus💖And that she does all the prompts and had this idea😊
Shall I tag @saylofwaterdeep , @asorceresswrites , @fireflyeyes , @worfs-glorious-hair and @wild-surge ? Sorry I am not very up to date with tags if you already posted any wips lately.
Screenshots trade with WarsawCat
Astarion x Aristen
Aristen and Astarion wish Saulus and Astarion the Happy Easter 💚🐣💙🐇🧡🐤💜🐰❤️🐥💗 !
- Astarion, I think that wasn't a chicken egg...that doesn't look like a cute little chick...
- Ech, this is the last time I buy something at the market from a guy who looks like a cross between a dead rat and a zombie...
😅
🤣😁🤣😁🤣
That was hilarious, my sweet darling!!! Hahaha 🤣!
We all know that Astarion bought that at the night market and not anywhere near a normal merchant - so why the hell does he always buy stuff from zombie guys? 😆😆😆 He could have probably thought of the possibility of this causing future problems 😅😅😅
Oooh glorious chaos 😁
Totally reminds me of the Modern Family episode with the one snake egg between the normal ones at the the children's egg hunt and Phil dressed as easter bunny has to search for the eggs and steals them from the kids 🤣 THAT needs to happen with Astarion now 😆
Only WAY MORE chaotic!
Saulstarion do wish her sister & Astarion also a lovely lovely easter festival 😘😘😘
🌼🐣🌼Love you my wonderful sister 🌼🐣🌼
WIP
Thanks @litsenn for the tag! <3
I’m working on an art trade (even though I don’t really consider what I write to be art), so here’s a little teaser for the dear @aristenfromwarsaw — I hope you don’t mind a small sneak peek. The context is… a secret! xP
Aristen closed her eyelids and shivered faintly under the touch of the wind, trying to regain control over her magic, over her emotions; just enough to allow her to make it to the end of the reading. To know where it had happened. And how—perhaps the most chilling part. But she had to know. She did not deserve the serenity of oblivion, no. Not after all the harm she had caused. It was a sharp pain, but a rightful one. Deserved.
That was why she had taken them. That was why she had hidden them. She could have left them there, in her old quarters, to rot forever. But something inside her—a whisper, an instinct, an echo—had reminded her that the truth cannot be ignored. And that, if she truly was an abomination, then she had the duty to know how much.
That thought—the same as back then—restored her courage. A shred of it, at least. Aristen swallowed and opened her eyes again, lowering her gaze to the crumpled documents she held in her lap. The full moon made the blasphemous writings scrawled upon them gleam with an almost liquid crimson. Pulsating, somehow alive. Ready to seize her with their murky secrets.
Devider by @saradika-graphics! Thank you very much! <3
No pressure tag: @rivereverie, @davenswitcher, @izumiphoenix, @surprise-based-teddy-bear, @lottavilja, @poetsiren, @sabrinawrites, @andromedaancunin, @amoremagnificentbastard, @corvusalbus93.
OC-tober Day 3: Old OC
This one goes to Aristen DeAndre.
He is an old OC that never saw much of the light of day. He is the backbone of his company, having a tight leash on his boss and boyfriend Eric Jemens. He is a fashion designer by passion and trade, but he is a personal assistant as a pride.
Prone to anxiety and tragically socially inept, Aristen finds himself most at home in the background and shines as the rails on Eric Jemen's fashion label runs.
Today is my 34th birthday and it's time to post my birthday project 💖! Thanks to everyone for joining to the Aristen and Saulus' party🥳. It was very time-consuming and difficult to do, but it's done! I just hope I didn't miss anyone 🙏. All OCs' names and link to download shots are below the "Agata’s Birthday Song" by @bhaal-battle-beer-bard - check it out and enjoy ! ✨.
Birthday song from my lovely @judasiskariot aka @bhaal-battle-beer-bard - thank you Love 💖. Bhaalspawn Baldur’s Birthday Style – Agata’s Birthday Song by Saulus: [Verse 1] We drank a cask of Frostkiss Ale, Karlach made sure it would not go stale To the mix Evermead with Thisobald beer blue, Made Aristen understand even Boo Shadowheart played truth or dare With poison wine and a wildshaped archdruid bear Astarion flirted with a wall, He swears he never saw the poster of Drizzt Do'Urden hanging there at all
[Chorus] We won't be going off to bed, We'll drink until we wake the dead! And if we ride to the Hells once more, We've danced with devils twice before! And when the Gate’s last bell does ring, We still will dance and sing!
[Verse 2] Gale once drank a wizard’s brew, But it was Auntie Ethel’s potions stew Made him fly a few meters high, And us carry him along with a ballon line on his thigh, Lae'zel dared a bugbearbeer-shot, Then challenged Minsc to kiss the pot We found some Firewine in a cave, Made Wyll forget to gallantly behave
[Chorus] We won't be going off to bed, We'll drink until we wake the dead! And if we ride to the Hells once more, We've danced with devils twice before! And when the Gate’s last bell does ring, We still will dance and sing!
[Verse 3] Bhaalspawn’s Bloodwine, sticky-sweet and almost gone, what a bummer! Aristen&Saulus mixed it with Thisobald’s Bellyglummer Minthara brought into the Underdark booze, After that Halsin kissed a drunken moose Sipping Arabellan Dry after Baldur’s Grape was rough, Even Jaheira said, "Cub, slowly enough!" But Saulus played her wicked spider lyre’s night, And made the whole damn inn go wild
[Final Chorus] We won't be going off to bed, We'll drink until we wake the dead! And if we ride to the Hells once more, We've danced with devils twice before! And when the Gate’s last bell does ring, We still will dance and sing! And if we go to hell, we’ll be drinking to Baldur’s final bell! We’ll be drinking to Baldur’s final bell! Even if we go to hell, we’ll be drinking to Baldur’s final ringing bell!
