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  1. Public Bookmark 49

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    So, he picks the little elf up and deposits him on the bench at his side. “Halsin!” Astarion complains, but Halsin ignores him and asks, “Astarion, what is this?”

    “What do you mean what is this?” Astarion snaps, dusting invisible wrinkles from his clothing before he crosses his arms, chin sticking up in the air as he glares up at Halsin. “Perhaps you’re unfamiliar with the concept of sex. Shall I explain it in graphic detail?”

    “My heart, I wish us to speak plainly,” Halsin says patiently. “You have not expressed to me that anything has changed for you."

    “Gods, you’re dramatic sometimes!” Astarion complains. “I was just—I thought you might want…” Astarion tuts. “I was thinking maybe we could try.”

    (or: they've got the camp to themselves, and Astarion means to make good use of that time. Halsin just wants to make sure Astarion is taken care of. There is a part 1 but you don't need to read it for context haha)

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    20 Oct 2025

  2. Public Bookmark 44

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    Astarion hates dungeons. They are odorous, filthy, trap-ridden monster hovels and very rarely do they actually ever have anything of value within them.
    But during one excursion with the team, he spots a lovely chest made of ancient wood and inlaid with shimmering abalone.

    It beckons to him.

    Gods, there must be something terribly valuable in there. Surely nothing nefarious. That would never happen in a dungeon!
    Right?

    **Now with more monsters! Chapters will be added at my own inspiration and leisure ;)

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    14 Oct 2025

  3. Public Bookmark 4

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    He looked… nice.

    “So, what do you think?” Asked Vil, his voice smug with the confidence that he had done perfectly.

    “Beauté!” Rook cried out. “100 points to you, Mon Roi du Poison!”

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    Immediately after Rook’s transfer to Pomefiore, Vil takes the first steps in cleaning Rook up; dealing with the bird’s nest he calls a hairdo. It’s… more intimate than either of them intend it to be.

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    24 Jul 2025

  4. Public Bookmark 7

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    “Rook. Who do you wish to be? What is your ideal self?” Vil had asked the boy on his lap, already seeing all the possibilities he could make from him.

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    Vil ponders why Epel is so ornery while he and Rook reminisce about Rook’s transfer to Pomefiore.

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    24 Jul 2025

  5. Public Bookmark 12

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    A beautiful lazy day, and Astarion's boyfriend is buried in some silly, stupid video game. No, this simply won't do. Astarion wants attention, and what Astarion wants, Astarion gets...but he may get more than he bargained for.

    ~*~

    Wyll hums and then leans forward to kiss him. Astarion melts, eyes fluttering shut at the touch of Wyll's lips, getting comfortable in Wyll's lap.

    Too comfortable. He's completely caught off-guard when Wyll slides one arm beneath Astarion's hips and one tight around his waist, and then flips him over, so that Astarion is dangling over the edge of the sofa. He shrieks, flinging his arms out to catch himself—though Wyll has him held tight and safe, of course.

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    19 Jul 2025

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