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Ok, I’m a little confused on how to word this request so bear with me.
Would you be willing to write a short fic about Astarion and The Main Character, sharing a tent at camp because relationship, and the main character giving Astarion a massage because he got hurt in battle, but Astarion starts moaning too loud on purpose, and making the other people at the camp think they are having sex?
I realize how weird and specific this is, but I love the idea of Astarion being an absolute Ham, and making the others uncomfortable XD
(Bonus points if the Main Character plays along)
LOL. Yes, I am willing. CW: Actually not many? Allusions to sex I guess? Maye spoilers to be safe? Brief mention of sadboy back story? This is honestly pretty tame.
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Astarion wasn't against adventuring. If anything he was a fan, especially when comparing it to his old life. But he was only a fan when it was him doing the bloodshed, not when he was the one being knocked around into walls by massive ogres.
It hadn't been the worst pain he'd ever felt, far from it. But it had been fairly intense. Intense enough for it to take multiple tries for him to get back on his feet. And to have you fawning over him.
"Are you sure you're okay?" You asked as the two of you entered the tent hours later, still hovering behind him, "Is there anything I can do?"
"I'm fine darling," Astarion sighed as he plopped down onto his bedroll, exhausted beyond belief, "Nothing that a good night's sleep can't fix."
The healing from Shadowheart had done wonders, even if his muscles were still screaming at him. He was sore yes, but it really was nothing dire. But that wouldn't stop you from fretting, a fact that Astarion was a fan of.
It was no secret that he liked it when you agonized over his well-being. At first he had been a bit offended at your constant worry, taking it as a lack of belief that he could take care of himself. But then he realized you just... cared. About him of all people. Deeply and intimately, in a way that Astarion had never known, but one he could certainly get used to.
"Want me to have a look?" You asked as you sat next to him, your hands already helping to do the work of taking his armor off, "Maybe a massage?"
"That would be perfect," Astarion sighed, more than happy to let you pamper him. He had been hoping that you would ask that. You did have talented hands, "Thank you darling."
After he was divested of his armor you had him lay on his stomach, his back bare as you straddled his legs. Then you got to work, kneading his sore flesh like a pro. Astarion could feel the tension seeping out of his muscles. You really were so good at this, just one more perk of accidently falling in love with you.
He was moaning before he even knew the sounds were out of his mouth. But he didn't give it much thought, not when he knew you didn't mind. If anything you liked hearing him feel so content, even if he could get a little loud.
"Tch."
Astarion blinked his eyes open at the sound. Was... was that a scoff he heard? Astarion strained his ears, listening out of curiosity as you worked wonders on his back. That was one benefit of being a spawn and elf hybrid, he had vastly superior hearing abilities.
"It's happening again," That was definitely Lae'Zel's voice, the gravely cadence instantly recognizable.
"Oh come on, it's not that bad!" He heard Halsin say quietly, only to be met by collective groaning, "Whiners, the lot of you. I would have expected better from you Karlach."
"All I'm saying is that they could pitch their tent a bit farther away, that's all!" She laughed back at him, "Can't a girl be a little jealous?"
"Or a little annoyed," Shadowheart grumbled.
"Or a lot," Gale agreed, grumbling in that very specific way that made Astarion want to slap the frown off of his face.
Astarion rolled his eyes, finding himself to be a bit annoyed as well. While it was true that the two of you could get... excited, you weren't that bad. And Astarion had made it a point to sneak you far away from camp when he really wanted to have his way with you. What more could they ask for? It just felt like envy at this point, an envy that Astarion was petty enough to resent.
"All I'm saying is if I lose one more wink of sleep because of those two, they're getting a piece of my mind," Gale continued, "I'm sure we all can agree on that."
Oh. Well in that case...
"You're so good at this my sweet," Astarion moaned loudly as you worked over a hard knot in his back, "The best I've ever had."
He could hear more groaning from the peanut gallery, but better yet he could hear the smile in your voice as you quietly answered, "I'm just happy it helps. You're so bruised sweetheart, I'm surprised you're still standing. Your pain tolerance is really something else."
That was unfortunately true, a natural consequence after decades and decades of torture. But at least it served him in his newfound freedom.
"Maybe I just like it when it hurts," Astarion groaned loudly, an obvious lie. Especially to your ears.
It was enough to have your hands pausing on him. You leaned in close, whispering a question in his ear, "Are you doing what I think you're doing?"
"Darling, I'll do anything you want me to do," Astarion murmured, hoping that the ridiculous line would get his point across. And it did, of course it did. No one understood him better than you.
Astarion glanced at you as you leaned back, pleased to see the telling smirk on your face as you got back to work.
"Do you like that baby? Should I go lower?" You asked loudly, biting your lip near the end to keep in a giggle, "Would you like that?"
"Please," Astarion moaned out, only half of the sound faked. You really were just that good at giving massages. And the show you were both putting on was having the desired effect.
"For the love of everything that is holy keep it down!" Gale yelled out into the night, doing nothing more than encouraging Astarion to get even louder, "Perfect darling, right there. Gods, I'm close."
"Mm, flip over. I wanna see your face during," You shot back. Astarion could hear it in your voice, that barely contained laughter. And he wasn't doing much better himself. If anything he was a little surprised the others hadn't caught on yet. Maybe even a little offended. The dirty talk you had together wasn't this bad, a fact that they would know if they had actually ever heard it.
But before Astarion could belt out his big finale, the flap of your tent was being pulled open, Gale's voice yelling into it, "For the love of Mystra would you two shut up- oh my gods. They aren't even naked!"
That was the end of the façade. The two of you burst out laughing, you falling down to Astarion's side as you erupted into a pair of giggling idiots.
Karlach joined Gale at the door to the tent, her voice cracking halfway through on a laugh, "I told you they were hamming it up! Wyll, you owe me ten silver!"
Gale was already turning back, a pout on his lips as he muttered, "You're both lucky it was fake. We were five seconds away from sending Lae'zel in to shut you up."
"The threats aren't going to help my desire to continue fucking with you in the future," Astarion called after him, wiping amused tears from his eyes as they both stepped away. You turned to face him, still giggling up a storm as Astarion wrapped an arm around your wasit.
He kissed your cheek, still grinning ear to ear, "I think it's safe to say that I feel much, much better now."
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ashiiuou · 6 months
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"Five Nights at Freddy's"
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cracklewink · 2 months
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Harmony Syndrome Part 5/5
The last chapter of my mlp infection AU! Thank you to everyone who followed along. Some final thoughts on my twitter @cracklewink if anyone's interested : )
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crystallizsch · 2 months
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sigh i had an epiphany
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book 4 is just a whole ass scooby doo episode huh
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intotheelliwoods · 3 days
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They can never catch a break... I think we need 2 weeks vacation time to recover from this one
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starlit-bug · 20 days
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I don’t draw enough Moon ❤️‍🩹 he deserves a moment in the spotlight 🌙
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dandelion-roots · 3 months
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post 'all the showers mysteriously broke down so they had to use the public baths together?!' WAN era (i do not know how public baths work)
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canisalbus · 15 days
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The Sheep plush has delighted me so much that I had to pause my work to quickly scribble a young Machete. please enjoy.
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athenagranted · 18 days
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the way i would pay for oliver to write meta about buck's character
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viarayy01-blog · 4 months
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WHEN THAT PIZZA IS SIMULATING 💥💥💥💥🗣️🗣️🗣️🗣️
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mxliv-oftheendless · 3 months
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Ok I know we all like to joke about how the Battle of the Five Armies is only a page long in The Hobbit but like. Sometimes I think about how what if Tolkien wrote it that way because he didn’t want his kids to hear about war.
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arrothededushka · 1 year
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batneko · 8 hours
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okay okay okay one more dungeon meshi thought
I keep seeing people saying Falin is "better at social cues" than Laios. Y'all she's just quiet. 😭 She just keeps her mouth shut. 😭😭 Girl was proposed to, said "let me think about it," and then did not even tell her own brother. She doesn't know what's going on either she's just quieter about it!!! 😭😭😭
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dasketcherz · 4 months
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you mean the world to me and... i just didn't know how to say that yet.
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valkeakuulas · 1 year
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Not gone, merely marching far away but what about those left behind?
It has taken Rex surviving not one but two galaxy-wide wars to start thinking that his fate would never be the same as his vode, that his lot would be to look at their retreating backs, disappearing in the distance, forever out of reach.
When his time finally comes, Rex just hopes that his men, his brothers, will slow down just enough for him to finally join them.
Thank you thank you THANK YOU @cobaltbeam for taking my commission and creating art for the mental image, that made a home in my brain back in 2020, of a desperate Rex trying to reach out for the retreating backs of the men he once marched with.
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zu-is-here · 6 months
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Your Viking drawings are so cool. I love NM's role.
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