#vampire modern.

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Coffee was certainly not Astarion's drink of choice, and yet for the last month, he had stopped by the same shop, at the same time, every single day. That was where he has first seen her. Followed her. It was important to be cautious, but there was an ever-present nagging that had persisted no matter how hard he tried to ignore it. Either he would have to find his way in to her acquaintance, or he would end up doing something impulsive... and dangerous.

Lowering his shade as he stepped through the door, he tucked it under his arm, and as immediately as he lifted his head, he saw her. Smiling as she served one of the college students preparing for a long study session.

Saliva pooled under his tongue as he drew near to the counter, her scent overwhelming his senses, even as the atmosphere was absolutely filled with the smell of diverse blood types and bouquets.

Astarion pasted on his best smile and leaned forward as their eyes met.

"The usual, darling..."

( @cceancycs )

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*lou flicks his ear*

"Which of your fingers do you think you couldn't live without?"

( @parvumchao )

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That gif set he poutin cause lawen gave scratch skritches and kisses and not him

"I feel bad for her, if anything. There's no telling where that mutt has been. Disappears for days. Could be rolling around with carcasses for all we know." Came a bitter, unconvincing growl as his lip curled and his nose scrunched.

( @cceancycs )

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🌿

Send 🌿 to accidentally get caught under the mistletoe with my muse.

"It is a tradition, darling. Your husband wouldn't object if he were in your position." Astarion tempted, purring as his hands gripped at her waist. It was rather useless for him to try and hide how his pride teetered on the edge. It was one thing to be rejected when he could care less, but another when he cared too much. Standing beneath the mistletoe brought about a feeling nostalgia. A memory so foggy that he could not quiet recall. All he knew was the feeling -- and the feeling made a dead pulse skip a beat.

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As perceptive as the young baker was, she did not see the bouquet of mistletoe overhead upon entering the tavern. Astarion caught her by her wrist before she made it too far inside. "Ah ah..." He teased, drawing her nearer to him, gesturing with a glance to the sprig above. "Sweet thing, indulge me. I have been longing for an excuse to kiss those delicious lips of yours." A shy giggle drew him in like a moth to a flame. The charmer who had been charmed by no other. Lauren stood on her tip toes, inviting him in, though without the sort've confidence of the other women who frequented the very same tavern. It was Astarion's shame to delight in it as much as he did -- but in that moment, the goal of his master did not matter. Only how precious her lips felt pressed against his own.

( @cceancycs )

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[CHECK]: after an unexpectedly violent situation, sender frantically rushes to check if the receiver is okay, cupping their face to look closer. (Maybe she cares like a little maybe)

REASONS TO CUP A FACE. PROMPT LIST.

[CHECK]: after an unexpectedly violent situation, sender frantically rushes to check if the receiver is okay, cupping their face to look closer.

There had been no strategy. Only a dire need for luck to kick in, tangled up with daring idiocy. Several centuries wasn't enough to quell his impulsivity. Especially for a man as desperate as Astarion was. Though, was it fair to drag Lou along for the ride? Of course not, but the vampire had suffered more than his own share of unfair lifetimes. She could spare a blip of time in her newfound immortality to help him reach his goal.

Unfortunately, if Astarion was in over his head with these American devils, then a recently turned spawn was even less prepared. It was by the skin of his fangs that he had managed to finesse his way between his companion and a desperate demon ready to avenge their fallen brothers and sisters by taking her head. A throat slit, but a moment too late. Astarion had taken more than a crude weapon to the gut over the course of his existence, but when he dropped to his knees, Lou wouldn't have known any better than, and suspect that the blow had been fatal.

Astarion's hand clutched at his his side, blood and incur pooling out from between his fingers. He needed to slip away to safety to tend to his wounds with a few spell scrolls and potions. Those being so hard to come by in the modern world. His mind making inventory of everything he had left, and what was worth wasting on such a fleeting wound for the sake of healing instantly. His thoughts, however, stalling as he felt two cold hands cupping his face. So much concern in the wide eyes that searched his own. Astarion coughed, blood dripping from the corner of his lips; the same lips that curled into a pained but teasing smirk.

"Oh darling, I'm quite alright. You don't have to worry, you've not lost your opportunity to take me for a ride." @shesboundtobruise

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Okay. Someone doesn’t like the classics.

SID THE SLOTH QUOTES

"My nearest ancestors witnessed the black death lay waste to Europe. I am most sincere when I say that your definition of 'the classics' is lamentable."

( @shesboundtobruise )

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VERSES, TAGS & BRIEF DESCRIPTIONS

main. - Any verse which takes place within the timeline of Baldur Gate 3's canon.

ascension. - Any verse, either within the game's timeline or outside of the game's timeline, in which Astarion chose to complete the ritual of Profane Ascension.

pre-main. - Any verse which takes place prior to the events of Baldur's Gate 3.

post-main. - Any verse which takes place after the timeline of Baldur Gate 3's canon.

i should have been a tailor. - A specific post-main verse in which Astarion, now free of Cazador and the tadpole, has opened a tailoring/perfume shop within Baldur's Gate.

human modern. - Any verse in which Astarion is a human in a modern setting.

vampire modern. - Any verse in which Astarion is a vampire in a modern setting.

heat of miami. - Human Astarion pimped as a gigolo under Cazador, preferably in the 1980s. (decade subject to change)

heat of miami; vampire edition. - Vampire Astarion pimped as a gigolo under Cazador's control, forced to lure in his master's victims, preferably in the 1980s. (decade subject to change)