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Asserting his own boundaries has never been Adrien’s strong suit, whether it means modeling for his father’s winter collection in an unprecedented heat wave or jumping into the belly of a giant akumatized brick oven.
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05 Mar 2025
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It was only a slip of the tongue, Astarion could hope Cazador hadn't heard it. But, as always, the universe failed to hear his hopes and prayers.
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- Part 1 of BG3 Tumblr Shorts
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05 Oct 2024
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Mystery Work
Part of ghostlygraveyard
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This is part of an ongoing challenge and will be revealed soon!
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14 Sep 2024
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He sees a red glint in the darkness and Astarion leaps up, nearly stumbling over his injured ankle.
He almost falls back into the hearth, his fingers catching himself on the mantle, his foot hitting something metal. He reaches down, fingers scrambling to grab the fire poker, holding it out in front of himself even as his hands shake.
“Master—” Astarion gasps, and what does he hope to do against him? He should have never picked up a weapon, never should have run in the first place—Cazador will make make him regret it, will break him in a way Astarion hadn’t even thought was possible—
The figure shifts and Astarion can’t breathe as it walks further into the room, now lit by the warmth of the fire.
It is not his master that Astarion sees.
(Or, Astarion escapes from his master. He finds a devil in the process.)
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- Part 25 of “I feel safe with you.” (Astarion Fics)
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12 Sep 2024
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Astarion feels like a starving fox released into a pen of chickens.
His lean fingers pick at his cravat, easing out invisible wrinkles, his tongue tracing along his own fangs. His eyes dart over the street, his head full of new scents and sounds, pounding at the back of his skull. He can taste the pulses of the people that pass him by, can smell the blood that rushes through their veins, intoxicating in its temptation.
He feels like a ravenous animal, a stalking predator just barely blending in amongst a sea of prey. But whoever he finds, Cazador had instructed for them to still be breathing by the time Astarion brings them back. He can’t rip the throat from the first thing he sees, no matter how much he finds himself aching to. There’s an impossible emptiness inside of him now, a growing abyss, and he finds himself wanting.
(Or, Astarion and the prince who swept him off his feet long after he had given up on happy endings.)
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- Part 10 of “I feel safe with you.” (Astarion Fics)
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12 Sep 2024