#roguefangs

[odditymuse]

astarion ꒰ @roguefangs ꒱ sent : ⤷ ' do you really think that's helpful right now? '

The creature found himself looking down to the fire he was currently trying to ignite. Perhaps he was not doing as best of a job as he could be, but it ha been something in the cool of the winter night. Something to keep him and the others warmed up in such weather. A curious tilt of the head came towards his pale friend. A noise low within his chest that could be a hum, could be a purr. Could be many things to the human ear.

"This will. . . allow us warmth. Allow for cooking as well. Is that not helpful?" There was curiosity mixed along in with his tone. With the creature crouched there, minimizing all his length be curling up where he was working on things. It tended to make him come off as less intimidating to those around him, to make himself smaller in presence. The reason he hunched as much as he did, most days.

[drogars]

astarion's height is 5'9!! ( do not let him and larian lie to you )

Send me 📏 (ruler) + your muses height and I'll compare them to mine!

FSDfsfs TINY VAMPIRE XD

[taleswrittenblogmoved]

@roguefangs sent “You deserve to feel safe. And happy.” @ karlach

A smile curls the corners of her lips upward as he speaks. She does feel safe and happy. He doesn't need to worry about her so much. While the threat of her engine is very real, she's happy. Happier than she's felt in many years and it's all because of the vampire before her.

"You do too, fangs. You deserve all the happiness in the world and I will spend the rest of my life, no matter how short it is, to make you feel both safe, happy, and loved."

[wovenambition]

@roguefangs asked

▤ = falling asleep on them.

The wizard doesn't know how long it is he's been laying there in the corner of their communal room at the Elfsong, cradling the vampire in his arms. The others know better than to come into their space, though he knows they are just as concerned for the pale elf as Gale is. The walk back from the palace had not been the triumphant return the wizard had hoped for the rogue. Instead, Astarion almost seems more broken than when they had marched into the palace to take down the Vampire Lord of Baldur's Gate. And they did, and Astarion was magnificent with the way he'd struck down Cazador with the Blood of Lathander. Free. The rogue finally was free. Not only free, but making the choice to give his fellow spawn a new freedom into the Underdark, a choice that admittedly make him proud of the rogue.

Apparently, it's a choice that the Morninglord deemed unworthy of one of his cleric's. And now Astarion, his very complicated rogue, is another unfortunately discarded pawn in the Gods' grand scheme of fuck all.

Maybe he's a bit bitter because his own meeting with Mystra and everything she had to tell him still lingers in his thoughts. How easily and cruelly do the divine play with the hearts of mortals. But he shoves away his worry, his pain, there'll be time to deal with that later. Right now, his rogue needs him.

So he lays there in bed with Astarion laying against him in fitful rest, doing his best to just hold on to him and let him know that at least Gale is there for him. That Gale isn't going to leave, that he isn't going to expect more of the rogue than he's willing to give.

His hand brushes softly through the rogue's hair, holding Astarion against his chest in the vampire's restless slumber, whispering soft assurances he isn't even sure the other can hear but he means with every bit of his heart. "I've got you, Stari, I'm here for you, and I'm not leaving your side..."

[baldurmade]

@roguefangs sent [ rainfall ] sender finds receiver out alone in the rain @ karlach.

Not even the rain that pours down so heavily can put out the flames that constantly surround Karlach. It saddens her that she is stuck with these flames, this engine that does not allow her to touch or have anyone get close to her. Sometimes, she thinks that even a person standing too close to her will burn them.

Head tilted upwards to the sky, she wants to feel cool water upon burning skin but the flames away dry the water up and burn just as bright as before. She wants to be soaked to the bone with the rain but life is cruel and does not grant her the wish she so desperately asks for.

The sound of someone coming closer barely bothers her. She knows it is one of the others and when she turns her head to look, she's a little surprised it is Astarion instead of Tav.

"I'm fine." No normal person who is fine stands out in the rain for well over an hour but Karlach refuses to admit the rain that pours down is mixed with tears that she dare not let Astarion see, she'll pretend it is the rain instead.

"Don't worry about little ol' me. Don't you have better things to do?"

[honeydrvid]

“ you could’ve gotten yourself killed! you could’ve— fuck! you scared the shit out of me! ”

SOFT(ish) ANGST PROMPTS

Halsin's expression turned apologetic, his brows arching, He had not meant to cause any concern to others. In his protective act of kindness, he did not realise that others may have been upset that he may be harmed in the process. It was natural for Halsin to put himself between someone else and danger. He did not even have to think about it. It just happened, like pure instinct.

The corpse was between them now, still warm and languid, the fresh blood sinking into the grass and dirt.

Hazel eyes fell to the assassin that had prowled their way into their camp. He was not surprised that Astarion was the first to be alarmed, the senses of a vampire keen and sharp. Halsin had heard the commotion, and within an instant, he had charged his way between Astarion and the intruder--despite the fact that weapons had been drawn. Halsin was unarmed, only using his brute strength to defend himself and their camp. In the process, he had been cut, but that was nothing he was worried over. Just a few scratches that would heal.

Raising his hands, he saw the blood on them, before he turned back to see how distraught Astarion was. "My apologies. I did not mean to startle you. When I saw the danger... I merely acted on instinct. But I am glad I did. If I had not... I would not forgive myself if you, or anyone else, had been harmed." Or killed...

"Are you hurt?" It seemed stupid to ask, considering Halsin was the one that had been cut.

[swashbucklcr-a]

❛ You think you know me? You don’t know anything. ❜

angst memes // @roguefangs

"All I know of you is what you show me. And you know what I see? A selfish bastard that gets all uppity whenever I fucking help someone. Why? They're fucking refugees with kids. C'mon mate..."

Finn huffed, running a hand through his hair as he tried to cool his temper. He wasn't entirely sure why he felt so fiercely protective of the refugees, maybe it was the kids. As brazen as they were, he saw a bit of himself in them at that age. Wanting to be an adventurer, or something like it, ready to take on a horde of goblins. When the truth was, they were just scared, broken by the world around them.

Maybe because no-one helped Finn as a child during his lowest, he didn't want these kids going through the same shit.

"You act like you're the only poor bastard who's suffered. Yeah. Look, I got no idea what shit you went through, alright? And... fuck whatever it was, I'm sorry it happened. But, shit. Can't I help one person without upsetting yeh?"

[natureswarden]

' you can't possibly believe this shit. '

Still too lazy to go find the meme if this is from one lol

" I...of course I do? "

Halsin experienced plenty questioning his lifestyle--as a druid or otherwise--regularly enough when he dealt with those unfamiliar with the Oak Father's teachings. Those who dwelled within civilization tended to have the most averse reaction to the idea of living in the wilderness, of protecting and cherishing nature. He never took offense to it, of course; he was not in the business of converting people as he believed finding any sort of faith should be a natural occurrence for the most. Even a love of nature should not be forced. Still, he found himself caught off guard by the vehemence with which Astarion challenged his faith.

Then again, perhaps he did get a little carried away in his explanations. Such detail was likely...unwarranted.

" I apologize, Astarion. I did not intend to go on such a long-winded tangent there, " he demurred with a small laugh. " Perhaps we could change the subject? Is there something you would rather discuss? "