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a crooked touch (Astarion x m!Tav) by eyes_of_the_lamb
Fandom: Baldur's Gate (Video Games)
16 Nov 2024
Summary
“Make it hurt, then. Kiss me like you want to kill me.”
“I can do that.”
Two broken stars in a decaying orbit, passing closer and closer together until the inevitable, devastating collision.
Or, Tav is fucked up and down bad for Astarion, who doesn't quite see the appeal (but he's getting there). Sexual frustration, sloppy handjobs, a heavy dose of masochism, and way too many failed Insight checks ahead. Tav falls first, Astarion falls harder (eventually).
Or, a tragic-but-hopeful romance told through a series of incredibly ill-advised sexual encounters.
If you want to read a story where Astarion is sweet from the start and Tav is here to fix him, this isn't the one. If you want to read about two terribly broken men spending a good long while making each other worse before they make each other better, this might be for you. If you thought the in-game romance was a little too easy and it should have been ten times more painful and difficult to convince Astarion he's worthy of love, this is definitely for you.
Set during the canonical events of Baldur's Gate 3.
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Bookmarked by AngelMeiChan
06 Jul 2025
Bookmarker's Notes
Holy shit I wish I could leave more kudos, it was worth the time to read.
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"Do you think this vase would look good in front of my tent?"
You and Astarion better each other’s lives through interior decorating. Astarion gradually learns he’s allowed to have nice things and that he’s capable of both giving and receiving gestures of affection.
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- Part 1 of Adornments
Bookmarked by AngelMeiChan
28 Jun 2025
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In the moment of quiet that follows, I see that his gaze has become rather fond. Then, he speaks again: “Look at you, telling exotic stories with your wine, and your fruit, and your bare feet on the grass. You’re a real hedonist, aren’t you?”
“What do you mean?”
“Exactly that. You’re a pleasure seeker.”
I take my last bite of apple and chew it slowly, setting the core beside me and raising my hand to my mouth to swallow before I reply, meeting his eyes; “Perhaps I am. And why not? Pleasure’s an honest thing, isn’t it? Aren’t you a hedonist?”
He laughs, though I catch something almost wistful in his expression, just for a second.
“Is that not obvious?”
Is it? I look at him. And I feel my mouth becoming sultry, my heart growing bolder, the longer that I do.
“To pleasure, then,” I say, raising my cup to my lips, and my wrist to Astarion. It's a toast, and a dare, and a question I must know the answer to.
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The intimate love story of Strix, a half wood elf ranger/assassin, and Astarion, from her perspective. Erotic acts, acts of violence, acts of care, and their intersections. Birds, and bloody fucking kisses.Nature is healing.
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Bookmarked by AngelMeiChan
11 Jun 2025
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Druidic Tav grew up in a nomadic clan that recorded their history through spoken word and song rather than written text. As such, she's illiterate, and one charming-ish vampire offers to help her with reading lessons and a whole lot more. Out of the goodness of his heart, of course.
Then one night, she unwittingly brings him smut for their lesson.
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"In the Embrace... of... the... Nig... Nig-het..."
"Night, sweet thing," Astarion says softly. "G beside H is silent."
"Right," Tav says, looking again. "So, In the Embrace of the Night... stalker."
"Try again."
Tav studies the letters. She spots her mistake. "Nightsucker."
Astarion nods.
She looks very pleased with herself, beaming at him. "Got it! What's the problem, again?"
The vampire closes his eyes and holds his hands in prayer position in front of his lips as if he's steeling himself. He opens his scarlet eyes and moves his hands away. "Shall I read you a page or two to start? Maybe then you'll understand."
Bookmarked by AngelMeiChan
05 Jun 2025
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“Easy, darling.” Astarion worries at your face as you pant for air, swiping aside a trickle of blood dribbling down your chin. “That’s it.”
You’re crying, you realize, something not even the torture had been able to draw from you. You’ve known your situation long enough, but this is the first moment that you’ve understood at your core.
What you are now. What you need. What cannot be undone.
Bookmarked by AngelMeiChan
05 Jun 2025