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Even more wizard whump ✨
I have this headcanon that one of Astarion’s favorite things to do is just listen to his partner’s heartbeat.
Like, head on their chest, pointy ear pressed up close and just humming contentedly as he hears the thump-thump, thump-thump of their heart.
It’s comforting, rhythmic, predictable. His preternatural sense of hearing can pick up the sound anytime they’re close by, but it’s not enough to satisfy him until there’s skin-on-skin contact and he can feel it beating beneath his head.
It ties him to the present moment when he’s anxious or struggling. It’s the sound of home for him now. It’s the life-song of the person who walked with him out of his darkness. The person who still walks by his side on the darker days.
At night, whether in their shared tent or with a proper roof over their heads, Astarion and his partner end the day with him lying halfway on top of them, arms curled around their torso, head nestled right over their chest, smiling contentedly as he listens, just listens, to his now favorite sound in the world.
i too am a tortured poet but in a dumb girl illiterate way
the thicker your thighs are the more kittens can lay on your lap
This is the body positivity post I’ve been waiting for.
For those who want the added heartbreak...
under discussed astarion fact is that he's sooooo obnoxious about publicly showing affection for his partner. like when durge refers to themself as a leaking blood bag he goes "aww, but you're *my* leaking blood bag". if you hiss at that cat he says "well, at least you purr for me ;)". the full on two handed ass grab during his kiss animation. the man cannot keep his hands to himself or his mouth shut
I. II. MY LOVE MINE ALL MINE / Mitski
❝ So, when I die, which I must do,
could it shine down here with you? ❞
Baldur's Sweep!
You're Enough For Me | Astarion x Gn!Tav!Reader
Summary: Shortly after making it to Baldur's Gate, a moment alone with Halsin reveals how he truly feels about you. In talking to Astarion, you realize the true extent to which his time with Cazador affected him, and his relationship with you. OR In which you and Astarion have a conversation about you rejecting Halsin because I don't like that you can't bring that moment up unless you imply that you said yes to Halsin
Word Count: 2,343
Content: fluff, slight angst, mentions of sex, Astarion's trauma, established relationship
what if i *remembers that making suicide jokes is not conducive with my goal of improving the wellbeing of myself and everyone around me* transform into an oyster
how to draw arms ? ?
holy fuck
holy fuck is right… but… does it work with legs???
yes !!
but how much extend
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finally. i can be accurate
This is too fucking great to not reblog
I give it MASCLES
BIG MACHO
LMAOOOOOO
Okay but for anyone who legit wants to know how to calculate it correctly:
The elbow joint on average rests a couple inches higher than the navel, so if you measure how long the distance is from the middle of the shoulder to that point then you have the length of the upper and fore arms!
So if anyone’s wondering about legs too, the simplest rule of thumb is that the length from the top of the leg to the knee is equal to the distance between the top of the leg and the bottom of the pectorals:
And I wanna stress that when i say “top of the leg” i’m not talking about the crotch (please don’t flag me tumblr it’s an anatomical term) i’m talking about the point where the femur connects to the pelvis, which is higher up on the hips:
It’s easier to see what I’m talking about in this photo of a man squatting:
So yeah if you use that measurement when using this technique you should get fairly realistically proportioned legs:
But remember! messing with proportions is an important and fun part of character design! Know the rules first so you can then break them however you please!
HOW THE HELL DID I FIND THIS POST OMG
Licherally in the midst of drawing a guy and crying at how bad the arms are. Thanks Tumbles
I only ever saw the part where people started drawing the limbs outrageously long and genuinely wanted to know how to fix that, so I’m really thankful to see the rest.
Thank you for the tips, op!
People who don't hyperfixate will never know the slightly horrible, completely impossible-to-replicate feeling of being so intensely invested in something it possesses you, takes over your waking thoughts and rides some weird line between being excited, anxious, and stressed as hell while still being entirely some other beast.
awww, of course it's gale out of all the companions who learns lae'zel's language and calls her his zhak vo'n'fynh duj when he romances her 🥹
Just random notes from dialogues with Astarion
Astarion: This is not the time to start invading each other's minds.
Player: It's not the time to drink each other's blood either.
why is this so funny
(where is this animation, Larian. where is it. "I only need a taste, I swear. (He cups your cheek in his hand))
“He cups your cheek in his hand” the sheer audacity from them to remove this
Lifes would be CHANGED forever if they put that animation in a future update
Just thinking at Astarion cupping your cheek is... you know
Confession, Astarion POV
This is the fluffiest thing I have ever written (or, most likely, will ever write). Consider yourself warned. Linked with my Astarion’s romance with bard Tav series, but very much a standalone as well.
Astarion x F!Reader, Astarion x Tav, Astarion x Bard Tav, soft Astarion, Astarion POV
Comfort, fluff, love confession, cuddling, banter, angst, non-explicit, no spoilers, tooth-rotting sweetness (after the first few paragraphs anyway)
Approximately 1,000 words
You were back in the dungeons. Darkness. Filth. The dreaded cold and the stench of old blood. He was there, as were your ‘siblings’. And so was she...
She writhed on the ground in agony. And you were useless. You couldn’t move a muscle, having been ordered to stay still, your body refusing to obey your will - all you could do was watch the horrible things that were being done to her. The only thing that could possibly make this worse, was if you could move, because you would only move as a puppet, obeying his commands.
“Fetch the pliers, Astarion.”
A terrible howl tore from the depths of your chest.
“Astarion... Wake up... It’s only a dream. It’s not real.” a hand was shaking you awake, and you opened your eyes to see her lying next to you, concern written on her face. Unharmed. In your tent.
Breaking free of the sleep paralysis was like trying to move with the weight of the ocean on you. Once you finally escaped it, you grabbed her, wrapping her in a bear hug and clutching her against your chest, and wordlessly rocked her, kissing her forehead, as though she was the one who needed comforting.
She must have guessed what your dream involved.
“I’m okay... I’m with you, my sweet.” she nuzzled into you, stroking your back.
“You were...” you couldn’t say it. “...Gods, that was the worst one yet. I couldn’t do anything.” You held her tighter.
“It’s not real. I know you’ll keep me safe... You always do...” she murmured into your neck.
If your heart could do anything but sit as dead weight in your chest, it would have melted.
Once you’d calmed and your breathing was back to normal, she lifted her head and planted a soft kiss on your lips.
“Awfully sentimental of you to be having nightmares about losing me.”
Back to laughing about everything...
At that moment you knew you’d finally had enough. You’d had enough of being coy and putting on a display of nonchalance, you’d had enough of turning everything into a joke, you’d had enough games, enough pretending. You said you wanted something real with her, and you meant it.
Can we talk about Ascended Astarion and how he actually seems to be lonelier than ever? If you talk to the non romanced version of him he says that even with all of this power and wealth, he feels lonely. I'm starting to think that this is the sad route just as much as it's the evil route.
If you've romanced him, his whole world now revolves around you, he will lovebomb you and never let you go, if you talk about freedom he gets visibly annoyed and replies with "Gods, not this again." How many times was this discussed before? I'm almost 100% sure that you are never getting out of a relationship with him, ever, if you find a way to die this man will probably scour all of Faerûn for a way to bring you back. Or if you want to go the angsty route.
Once he ascends he pushes everyone away and if tav doesn't agree with him he can easily compel them to, talk about an echo chamber. Afterall, he knows best. Everyone is beneath him, their only purpose is to bow and serve and of course, offer their necks.
It reminds me of something he said before about someone, hmm ~
Everything that has happened up to this point, everything you've gone through with him from act 1 up until he ascends is erased. He is once again closed off, unbelieving of love, belives that every type of relationship is just a transaction, that his former self was pathetic, powerless, undeserving of anything and that everything in this world happens only for power. Power, Power, Power.
Beautifully written. I agree with everything. Thanks for this amazing l post.
I'll add a small note
Astarion: Hahaha! Don't be stupid, darling. You're mine, remember? (devnote: Genuine laugh - the player can't get away from him. Not even if they want to.)
The way BG3 approaches revenge is so interesting. It never says anyone is wrong to kill someone who's done them harm, but it does say that doing so alone won't fix the trauma.
Aylin just feels empty after killing Lorroakan. Astarion admits killing Cazador didn't feel how he expected it would either; he feels numb for a while and it changes his perspective on things. Karlach kills Gortash and it isn't satisfying, because he never felt sorry for the life he took from her and now she has to grapple with how little she has left.
Again, they weren't wrong to crave that catharsis and the safety it brings them. But revenge is never the end of healing. It's only the beginning. Choosing to live again is maybe the best revenge there is.