An illustration I made for the Aromantic Experiences | Digital Zine organized by @morb1dcan1d. Thank you so much for having me join! It was a wonderful experience.
This is the piece I made for @beyondshapesandbeatszine!
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This piece features a scene from my JSAB AU, City of Purity! Cyan and Cassandra are traveling through the Corrupted Wastes with Blixer and Barracuda acting as their guides. All are unaware that they are seconds from being attacked.
You Love Me For Who I Am, Like Stars Hold The Moon
Pairing: Astarion/Gale
Tags: Marriage, smut (frottage and bj), cured Astarion
Words <2k
on AO3
“How do I look?”
“For the fifth time, Gale, you look radiant. You could marry him in a potato sack, and I’m sure he’d still love you,” Tara ensured him, while licking her fishy snack.
And radiant he looks, indeed. A purple suit with silver embroidery that puts the stars to shame. Literally. On the lapels are tiny stars in silver and swirls that look like his old Netherese scar on the left lapel. The suit is perfectly cut to show off some chest, give his future husband some eye candy after all. He even shaved his chest for it and already dreads the itchy skin in a few hours. Oh, to be an elf that doesn’t need to shave body hair. His trousers are loose enough to be able to dance, but also tight enough to show off some cake. His shoes are black, leather boots, which have been handmade. They have a slight heel of five centimetres and little buckles on each side. Gale even learned basic embroidery to surprise Astarion and embroidered “G.D + A.A together until the end of time” under the pocket of his jacket. They spoke about taking the other's last name, which even ended in a heated discussion once, where Astarion left to brood in his study for a day. “But ‘Astarion Dekarios’ has a nice ring to it, doesn’t it?” he asked him, but Astarion declined. “Let me keep this, as a piece of myself, please,” was his plea. “Of course,” Gale hugs his fiancée tight - a silent promise to be his anchor, and he - his. Planning their wedding had already begun after the Netherbrain fell, when Gale proposed Astarion the week after. Finally having a clear future ahead, he didn’t want to tread this path alone. Six months later, when Withers invited them to the reunion party, and Astarion told him ‘I’ll always be here, my love.’ he was sure, he was melting into a puddle. So, Gale made a mental note to have this sentence be engraved into their rings. Then, when they met their friends again, Gale told everyone about their engagement, but kept one secret to his chest until it was finally ready to execute his plan: bring Astarion the sun and possibly mortality. He’s an ambitious bastard, after all.
“How do I look?”
“Absolutely marvellous, extraordinary, magnifique, dare I say radiant,” he says while hovering next to Astarion showing off his pink toe beans and rolls the ‘r’ in a low purr. He - his tressym companion that Gale conjured with a flourish just mere months after living together in Waterdeep. A little baby tressym whom Astarion named Matthew. Matthew has taken after Tara in his way of being nourishing but also after Astarion when it comes to being witty, funny and serious. Gale wanted Astarion to have a companion for the times he’s busy researching, so that Astarion won’t feel too alone in the tower. Of course, Astarion had enough on his mind, planning his outfit to perfection. He wants to look his best self at their wedding. He went through countless designs and colour combinations before he settled on a marine blue suit that hugs his form perfectly. The suit is embellished with golden embroidery that look like tiny flowers that resemble the very flower Gale laid on his grave. On the lapels he embroidered a pair of fangs and a drop of blood in a glittering crimson. His shoes are made of the finest black leather, which also have a slight heel of five centimetres. And have a bit of a pointed tip.
“You're right, my furry companion. I'm absolutely marvellous,” his blue gold-flecked eyes sparkle in the mirror, “now, it's showtime.”
All of their friends and family have gathered. Friends they have made through their adventure together stopping a flying oversized brain. Karlach and Wyll, who celebrated not only repairing Karlach’s heart but also their own engagement two months ago; Shadowheart who rekindled her friendship with Nocturne and blossoming love; Jaheira and her reckless friend Minsc and miniature space hamster Boo and lastly, Laezel as projection from the astral sea. Gale’s mother, Morena, sits in the front row and Tara next to her. The tressym is wearing a cute little white bow that glitters when the evening sun hits it right.
The setting sun. A show stopping opportunity that Astarion planned in minute detail. Not the sun itself, of course, but the location and where the sun shines just right to paint a fairy tale picture of a wedding. Apropos picture, Oskar has been tasked to paint this moment, the moment when Astarion and Gale kiss and the sun glows in the background. The location itself is a tranquil place. Surrounded by the sea and woods and just a bit further along the path, away from the wedding, is a little cabin, in which the couple will spend the next week of their honeymoon.
The conversations held by their friends and family die down to a whisper as the priest, an elderly elf - his church worshipping the deity Sehanine - makes his way down the aisle and prepares his speech at the altar. Shortly after, Astarion makes his way towards the aisle. He stops for a moment, breathing deep.
“What is it, Mr Ancunín?” Matthew asks, perched on Astarion’s shoulder.
“Just my stomach tingling wildly the closer we get.”
“That is good, isn’t it? A good tingling?”
“Very good even. For the first time in my life or rather the first time since my life began again, I’m feeling this feeling in a positive way.”
“Then onwards, Mr Ancunín! Let us not keep the guests waiting.”
Astarion chuckles and continues his way towards the aisle and altar.
They arrive at the aisle and every hushed conversation stops. He walks towards the altar, slowly, basking in their gasps and hushed whispers. At one point, he hears whispers about his eyes, and he has to try not to chuckle and keep a straight face.
He stands at the altar and his heart just pounds against his chest. It’s just Gale for the love of Corellon, he thinks. Gale will be his husband in just a few minutes. Husband.
And there he is. Gale stands at the beginning of the aisle for a few heartbeats. The setting sun’s rays shine just right and make his suit glow beautifully. The violinists in the back start to play a soft melody. As Gale starts to walk down the aisle, a pianist starts playing to support the violinists with their soft melody.
Their eyes meet, and Astarion’s heart skips a beat.
Gale walks down the aisle in time with the music, never taking his eyes off his future husband.
Standing beside Astarion they take each other's hands.
“Hey.”
“Hi,” Astarion whispers back. Surprised that, he has to swallow away a lump in his throat. Tears of joy threatening to spill for both of them.
The priest's words are just a noise in the background, only registering when to say “I do”.
“Do you, Gale Dekarios, take Astarion Ancunín as your lawful husband and vow to stand by his side in sickness and health?”
“I do.”
“And do you, Astarion Ancunín, take Gale Dekarios as your lawful husband and vow to stand by his side in sickness and health?”
“I do.”
The moment feels like frozen in time. Then the priest says, “then you may kiss your spouse.”
Astarion doesn’t hesitate and grabs Gale by the lapels and kisses the man until they both gasp for air. Their friends and family are cheering and whooping and shouting their congratulations.
They break the kiss to take a short breather, then Astarion dives right back in to kiss Gale.
“I love you.”
“I love you.”
“I love you more,” Astarion softly nibbles Gale’s bottom lip.
They hear some of their friends chuckle at his eagerness.
“Shall we go to our cabin?” Astarion whispers in his ear while exchanging their rings.
“What about our wedding dinner?”
“Let a waiter deliver it to our doorstep,” he grins.
Gale nods and kisses Astarion fervently.
The crowd cheers some more, and they make their way to the cabin.
Gale fumbles with the keys to their cabin as Astarion ravages his neck and feels up his chest.
“You shaved your chest for me?” he feels his chest underneath the shirt and softly rubs a nipple.
“Ah, y-yes. I wanted to look good in this for you.”
“Oh, my love. I love you even with hair on your chest. Now, let a rogue show you how it’s done.”
“Well, if said rogue didn’t distract me, I would’ve opened the door already.”
Astarion chuckles, opens the door and grabs Gale again and pushes him with a fervent kiss against the door inside the cabin. Their movement is uncoordinated and the kiss sloppy, all tongue and teeth. Their jackets are hastily thrown into a corner and their shirts half unbuttoned. Afterwards, he takes Gale’s legs in his hands and makes his husband wrap them around his waist, then grinds into him as if he saw him the first time in weeks, his hands kneading the flesh of Gale’s ass.
“Gods,” he pants into Gale’s neck, “I’m so fucking hot for you right now.”
Gale sneakily rubs the tip of Astarion’s ear, and he lets out a long, low moan and says, “if you wanted to make me come in my trousers, just say so, husband.”
“Say that again,” Gale moans.
“Husband,” Astarion purrs.
And it is now Gale’s turn to almost come in his trousers.
“Love, I don’t know about you, but shall we switch locations,” he emphasises by looking at the bed.
Astarion catching on Gale’s meaning, carries the man to the bed. It never fails to give Gale butterflies in the stomach.
On the bed, they quickly undress, sneakily eyeing each other's erection. Then, Astarion crawls over Gale, pressing his erect cock against Gale’s and starts grinding slowly. Their cocks and balls are pressed against each other, creating a delicious sensation with each grind. Their kiss is slow, yet passionate. Tongues licking and seeking, teeth nibbling on lips.
They moan and pant into their mouths. Every thrust of Astarion is met with a thrust of Gale. Their precome mingles and makes their cocks slicker with each second, but not enough. Gale conjures his bag of holding and produces a little vial of unscented, translucent lube.
“Love, one second,” he opens the vial and coats their cocks with the lube, making it easier to grind against each other.
Gale makes them both sit up, one hand cupping their balls, massaging them. The other hand kneads Astarion’s ass. Astarion then takes both of their cocks in his hand and continues to rub faster. His other hand kneading Gale’s ass.
“Fuck, I’m so close.”
“Me too.”
Their kisses become sloppier and open-mouthed, and it doesn’t take long for Astarion to come. Gale follows soon after.
They lean their foreheads against each other, catching their breath.
They lie down on the bed, Gale’s head on Astarion’s chest, listening to his heart beat.
“Star?”
“Hm?”
“I love you.”
“I love you, too,” he kisses the crown of his head.
“Oh, and I want to show you something.”
Gale gets up from the bed and takes the jacket from the floor and shows Astarion the embroidery he made.
“I learned embroidery. Just for you. For today.”
Astarion is stunned for a few heartbeats, then says, “Gale Dekarios, you wonderful man.”
He kisses his husband fervently, and they cuddle on the bed for a few hours more before they take in the forgotten dinner.
After months of waiting patiently I'm FINALLY able to post my contribution to the @rexsokazine !! I'm incredibly honored to have been invited to participate in this zine as a guest artist.
Everyone running the event was so kind and understanding and I'm very grateful for that, especially given the fact that I had one thing after another happen last year. Thank you guys for such a good experience 💛 and thanks to all of the other participants for helping to make such a gorgeous final product!! 😍
i never forgot what you said - a collaborative zine put together by moi
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content warnings as included on the last page of the zine: Abuse, Assuming someone’s gender/gender perception, Body image/Weight, Bodyshaming, Bullying, Death, Food, Manipulation, Misogyny, Physical violence, Psychophobia/sanism, Suicide, Toxic relationships
making the zine
this is a zine i started because i wanted to do something with some quotes that have been stuck in my head for years. things people have said to me that i've either written down, kept screenshots of if it was over text, or just fully remembered word for word.
but i didn't have that many, and it felt vulnerable sharing them as they were. i thought why not drown them among other people's similar quotes, everyone probably has at least one thing they were told one day, that they still remember. and so i made an online form to share anonymously. and it received enough contributions to make this little thing :')
the front and back covers are collages i made and scanned, i love them
your turn!
i need your help making the next issue!! please please share the link to the form, reblog this post, whatever you do to spread it so it can reach more people who might have their own stories to share 🫶
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i will keep making more of these every time i reach a sufficient amount of contributions so there is no deadline ever to send the stories you'd like to share. even once number #2 is out the same form will stay open for the next ones
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i'm open to including physical copies in zine trades, or sending one for a price of your choice (all my zines are name your price with minimum covering printing and shipping, which can unfortunately be at least 5€ for international - i'm located in france) (and that would be via p4ypal ideally)
i haven't set up a way to conveniently order physical copies of my zines yet or to make this one easy to print and fold as it's meant to be
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