#maeva

[amanda-plays]

I had every intention of checking on my other folks when I opened the game. That clearly did not happen.

[mumblingsofmemory]

Maeva by Marta Bevacqua

[denesmera]

WIP Whenever

Thanks for the tag @shandoratheexplorer, @mellybaggins, @alliskit - I am still here, and this chapter of WYMM should hopefully be posted later today after it's been edited properly. Also happy to say work is calming down a bit, so hopefully I'll get back to my (admittedly only slightly) less erratic posting schedule 😅

'I'm sure I had a couple more blood bags left. But the cold pantry  is bare.' 'Well, you know I'm always willing to donate.’  Maeva loops and twirls her last morsel of pastry around in front of him, fluttering her lashes in fake coyness. ‘And I'm going to taste so, soooo cinnamony.’  She pops the bun in her mouth, before dissolving into a fit of giggles

‘You temptress.’ Astarion says dryly, as he watches her flick crumbs from the front of her top. 'You permanently taste of cinnamon, drowling. I'm sure you bathe in the stuff ' She grins at him. 'But you like it.’

'I do like it.’ Astarion grabs her waist and pulls her into him, burying his face into her neck again, growling and nipping, his little huffs of amusement as she tries to stop laughing making her laugh more as she tries to wriggle away. It’s almost ridiculous how happy she is and she tries to ignore the self-sabotaging voices that pop into her head telling her that this can't last. That someone like her can't possibly hold on to someone like him. Fuck off, fuck off, fuck off…I won’t listen to you.  Not the mantra Trip had in mind when he encouraged them to be more ‘zen.’ But it often did the trick.

'Much as I appreciate and enjoy your delicious blood, my love, if I partook of you as much as I'd like, it would be dangerous. So I'd rather keep you as the vintage.’ Astarion lowers his voice a couple of octaves and purrs into her ear, ‘for special occasions.’ A delicious tingle skips down Maeva’s spine, and she wriggles round to face him, planting a sloppy kiss on his lips before reluctantly pulling away. Despite this little distraction, something’s still bothering him and although Astarion often forgets unimportant details, blood supply is not one of them.

No pressure tags: @tynithia, @emmy-and-the-tieflings, @spacesunderstairs and anyone else who wants to

[thisisevak]

Self Portrait.

[drawotion]

Decided to draw my character Maeva here after not drawing her for so long. She is not pleased with something.

[jukeboxjooles]

Even your giant dragon lover deserves to be treated like nobility sometimes!

[cannoneers]

old Art Fucjkkkoffff .

[girlwhodoeskratom]

Maeva @ Guy Laroche Spring/Summer, 1983 Ready-to-Wear