How is it that every time I read a well-written Astarion fanfiction (like yours) I always wind up crying a little? Vampire Cat has me all messed up in the heart and I am choosing to blame Neil for it.
LITERALLY HONESTLY SAME. every new piece of information i find out about astarion h its me like a pound of bricks & i have to lie down & contemplate my life choices because he is simultaneously the saddest little meow meow i've ever seen in my entire life & also the worst scrungly bastard i've ever had the misfortunate of looking at. i want to kiss his face 237482349 times but i would also shove him any time he opens his mouth to talk about becoming powerful because he isn't really himself when he hasn't had his Tav Juice Box :/