The most horrible thing about him was that she knew he had the potential to be gentle.
And once she'd seen it, she knew she would spend the rest of her life wanting to see it again.
Another absolutely drool-worthy shot of Ascended Astarion and my oc Rhiannon, taken by the always lovely and amazing @alstromeri-a! Thank you so much for taking on this commission, you are so talented!
This is a little social media fic to go with the gorgeous VP shots I just got from @mercymaker. Featuring Astarion and Lia in a modern AU at a pivotal moment in their friendship. Happy reading!!
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It starts in such a mundane way, with a crack in the sidewalk. They are walking side-by-side, and the toe of Lia’s shoe hits a piece of concrete that shouldn’t be where it is, and her hand catches his elbow as she steadies herself.
Lia pulls away as if the touch burned her. “Sorry!”
The moment should end there. But a look flashes across her face--there and gone in an instant, yet Astarion cannot unsee it. A truth he has not yet admitted to himself suddenly rings clear in his mind.
She would be more than my friend, if I wanted it.
The thought should make him recoil. He has spent hundreds of years being desired and it has never brought him anything but pain. But Cazador is gone; his body is his own. And he knows that Lia will never ask anything of him that he does not want to give.
It takes him a moment to name the feeling. Trust. He trusts her.
And he sees another truth. He trusts her enough to want her, too.
As she steps back he catches her hand between his. The motion is pure instinct; he does not want her any further away. But he has no idea what to do next. It has been so long since he’s done this and meant it. There are things that would be too much, too fast. But her hand is in his and it is perfect and yet somehow not enough.
So he takes a step closer. “Oh dear,” he says softly, curling his fingers around her arm. “I seem to have tripped as well.”
“It’s a tricky bit of sidewalk,” she says a bit unsteadily, her breath catching as he leans in. Her hand finds his waist. “Astarion, are you…?”
“Sure?” he finishes for her. “Yes. Quite.”
And for the first time in two hundred years, he kisses someone because he wants to. It’s a gentle kiss, soft and warm, and it answers his craving so perfectly that it only seems half real. His mouth brushes against hers once, twice, a third time, and when it ends he does not let go.
“I should tell you, darling, I have no idea what I’m doing,” he confesses with a little half laugh. “I just… like you.”
“I like you too,” she says simply, that wonderful, familiar smile curving her mouth.
Well. There seems to be no answer to that except to kiss her again.
Just curious but does anyone take VP commissions and if so, what are your prices? I'm specifically looking for a cute ship shot of Johnny and Mona! And maybe just Mona by herself. I do have a small budget too and it'd have to be a future thing 😅
Johnny and Valerie Silverhand, shot by SmallSandayu! Love these gorgeous cinematic shots of my babies! Please considering hiring this amazing VP artist!
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My War Domain Cleric of Selûne is HERE!
RHIANNON THE REVERENT
These ideas have spent almost a year living in my head rent free and now that they’ve been brought to life they get to live on your dashboards rent free now too!
Thank you so much @alstromeri-a, I cannot wait to see the rest of what you have cooking!! Your VP is literally amazing I am so so so so so SO ferally obsessed with these!!
Stunning portraits of my Lady Silverhand by the incredible SmallSandayu! They do VP commissions so definitly follow and support their gorgeous work! Highly reccomend and THANK YOU! (more shots of my babies coming!)
