WhiteWhispersPurpleBones
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30+, she/her, Ger/Eng | NSFW at times, 🔞 | currently BG3 obsessed | edgy tiefling bard apologist | traumatised, soft, bratty, bottom, and cuddle-starved SpawnAstarion Agenda https://archiveofourown.org/users/LigeiaMaloy
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purplewhispers.bsky.social
#sanguinesonata #bg3fic #bg3queer #tavstarion

The prompt "Was I not supposed to do that?" from the drabble meme slightly escalated 😁

D'ylân and Astarion go on a little side quest after being kidnapped by pirates.

tw: nudity, banter, violence, hurt/comfort

archiveofourown.org/works/632823...
purplewhispers.bsky.social
#sanguinesonata #bg3fic #nsfw #bg3vp

[repost, now with pic~]

The more comfortable Astarion grows with his body and kinky side (if explored with someone who spoils him instead of torturing), the more he wants to experiment.

Tonight, he asks for a gag.

[!tags!]
archiveofourown.org/works/72202006
Astarion had brought up the gag by bluntly demanding to know when D'ylân intended to finally add it to their playful sessions. It had become his habit to ask to try something new when he was curious enough. Well, new between them. D'ylân had restrained, blindfolded, and gagged many play partners before and Astarion—

Astarion huffed indignantly when D'ylân's hand stopped inches away from his cock. Hard and greedy, slightly curved and an image of pure perfection, it hungered to be touched.

"Impatient, aren't we?" he chuckled, slowly moving his face to Astarion's ear, knowing perfectly well how the tickling of his beard teased the soft, smooth skin when Astarion was in the right mood.

Astarion winced, and a long groan died in his mouth when D'ylân's tongue licked along his pretty, pointy ear. Gently, he took one of the small silver rings that pierced the earlobe between his teeth, giving it a playful tug.

This earned him more than a grunt. A series of curses fought against the gag, to no... Astarion and Dylan sit on a comfortable bed with red and white sheets. The room is lit in a warm light. Astarion is naked aside from a leather collar. His right ear is visible from this angle and is pierced in several spots. A silver half moon with blue and clear gems dangles from his earlobe. His shoulder blades are visible, and so are his scars that run across them. 
Dylan wears black pants. His long hair is tied into a bun, aside from one long braid and a few strands that fall into his face.

Astarion's hair is a bit longer than early in the game. 

They sit opposite each other. Astarion looks up at him with a soft smile while Dylan talks to him, looking worried. Screenshot of the AO3 header of the fic. 

Title: The Nuance of Muffled Groans. 

Ship: maleTieflingOC/Astarion

Tags:

Established Relationship, Making Out, Gags, Light Dom/sub, Doms Need Care Too, Implied/Referenced Rape/Non-con,Past Rape/Non-con, Trauma, Enthusiastic Consent, Blow Jobs, Mild Hurt/Comfort, Light Angst, Bottom Astarion (Baldur's Gate), Post-Game(s), Not Beta Rea
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okaychloegreen.bsky.social
You know what I think we should all do? Just start reply to stuff with positive comments.

Dickheads are so quick to comment, how about we tell people they look good? Their art is cool? The event sounds excellent. Whatever. Fucking hell, let’s just be openly nice for once.
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sophiane-enjoyer.bsky.social
I'll say it again, Art is communication.

"Create for yourself" really means "Create art that communicates who you are." And one sided communication feels terrible. Commenting on peoples art/creations can be scary, I get it. But COMMENT. COMMUNICATE. We want to hear it. I want to hear it.
st4rd1ver.bsky.social
"Create for yourself" is great and all but no one wants to feel like no one cares and you're just screaming into the void
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kaisakloud.bsky.social
"Look at these eyes, see all the lies"

My sweet Haarlep, there are so many Raphael's portraits in your home, but you deserve to have a few too! I spent 2 weeks on this artwork and every brush stroke was full of love, passion and caress. You are adorable!

#bg3 #bg3fanart #bg3haarlep #bg3raphael
purplewhispers.bsky.social
1. Yes! At least, both are quite incompetent, given how long Yzma yearned for the throne 😁

2. Don't get this the wrong way, but are you, maybe, German?

I don't care about typos, but Kronk/Gronkh specifically is such a typical German typing mishap/autocorrect fail that I gotta ask 😄
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thehanks.bsky.social
#TAVQOTD GAY!!!!

I love being gay!!!!! 📣🗣️ I love my gay boy Othello!!!

Art by @ourenjiro.bsky.social 🤠
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purplewhispers.bsky.social
#Tavqotd

D'ylân: "Aw, you're fighting my ex to defend my virtue?"
Astarion: "Don't be ridiculous. I just don't want 𝘺𝘰𝘶 to fight him and embarrass us."
D: "Uh-huh."
A: "Also, that 𝘮𝘰𝘭𝘭𝘶𝘴𝘤 insulted 𝘮𝘺 hair!"
D: "Such a monster."
A: "Bloody right!"
D: "You gonna cheat to win, yeah?"
A: "Naturally."
In a nice inn room with fancy red rugs and curtains. 

Astarion is inspecting his dagger, frowning hard. Dylan stands behind him, laughing, posing coyly as if this 204 cm guy were a dainty maiden.
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purplewhispers.bsky.social
#TavQOTD
As in-game, D'ylân knows he's a spawn. Comes with the territory of being a vampire hunter's grandson.

He also notices that the stranger isn't soliciting willingly. He offers help, to which Astarion runs off, so D talks about it with his mom.

Full story: archiveofourown.org/works/71869641
Inside a busy tavern. People are walking around, chatting, laughing, and grumbling as they do. A cat naps on top of a barrel standing by the wall on the left.

Dylan sits at a table, in front of a dish. His violin and hat are there, too, of course. He's wearing his hair up in a bun and has changed into skimpier stage clothes for this gig. 

He looks at Astarion, who has approached his table. He's dressed in his early-game clothes and stands in a coy pose, smiling at Dylan. The stranger was careful with his smiles, but the delight over the wine parted his lips just enough for D'ylân to catch a glimpse of one of his fangs.

That made this man's smiles calculated, just like his words. To what end, well, that was hardly a mystery.

But he looked pretty, even a little cute, when the first taste of the fruity, sweet wine brought a shine of genuine happiness to his eyes, and D'ylân had a few ales. He wasn't stupidly drunk enough to follow a vampire, spawn or not, anywhere but he was curious to see what else he'd try to lure D'ylân into the abandoned shadows around the inn.

Also, he had noted a few more things that he'd like to confirm.

"That was lovely! I have to thank you!" The spawn put down his empty glass and reached for D'ylân's hand, tapping it playfully with his fingertips. To test the waters, no doubt. D'ylân took the slender hand in his, holding it. It was small and delicate against this, more so with the short, neatly groomed nails compared to D'ylân's sharp claws. The skin was so pale, it was almost translucent, and he had to squint to find any veins. He wasn't surprised by how cold it was, despite the warm late-summer night. The little pink tint on his lips came from the wine; under that, they were almost grey.

This guy was hungry. Maybe even starving, despite being surrounded by dozens of happy-stupid drunk people. There was no need to chat him up; all he had to do was wait outside, in a dark corner, and pluck a swaying boozer from the street like a child a ripe pear from the neighbour's tree.

"You don't need to thank me for a wine bottle. Your company is enough." Gently, he put the spawn's hand on the table, not without noticing the rough seam of his sleeves. At first glance, he looked well put together, a little fancy even. The doublet and the frilly shirt underneath were a bit out of fashion, but traditional families of good standing often still followed old styles.

But this doublet had been carefully mended in several
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purplewhispers.bsky.social
Photo mode math (or: thought process behind a random af pic):

"I want to redo this screenshot as vp with updated hair/hat mods"
+
"I want to redo this bc I like how the background turned out, but fucked up the light with the boys"
=
He's going to summon a really annoying ghost, isn't he?

#bg3vp
Dylan is playing the violin outside, in a field of grass, on a sunny day, with his back to the camera. 

He only wears his head. 

It's a screenshot I got from a screen recording for a tavqt in March 2025, which is why a tacky frame got edited around it, with an equally tacky "Employee of the Month - D'ylân the Battle Bard" sign slapped on it. Nighttime. Dylan sits on a stone bench in what looks like a graveyard. Astarion squats on a rocky ledge next to the bench, looking skeptical about whatever's going on in Dylan's head. 

There are trees, bushes, and tombstones in the background, obscured by ground fog. Quite atmospheric, if I may say so. 

The vibe is ruined because the light that illuminates Dylan and Astarion is a bit too bright and cold. Either I have no idea what I was thinking when I took this as the final shot, or it's another case of accidentally closing photo mode instead of toggling the interface, and being mopey about it. 

I seriously need to remap some buttons... Finally, something with somewhat proper lighting, but rather random. 

It's nighttime again, in the graveyard of Baldur's Gate, in front of Astarion's tombstone, many thanks and respect to the snapshot mod. 

Ground fog obscures the surrounding tombstones. Two lanterns are floating in the air, emitting a blue light. Technically, there are three but after posing and placing the lights, I slightly changed the camera angle to something I like better, unfortunately, that means lantern no 3 is off-screen now. 

Parts of Astarion's tombstone glow in a light-green light. Musical notes swirl through the air. The flower on the grave glows suspiciously red. 

Dylan is playing the violin, the tip of the bow glowing in the same light as the tombstone.

His back is turned to the camera. He's naked, except for his hat, of course. His hair is tied into a long ponytail that would almost reach his butt if he stood normally. 

Was prompted to use this for a tavqtd the day before and the caption on that is the only potentially canon explanation I can think of: This situation is the result of Gale's current strategy of 'curing' Astarion from stealing artefacts, maps, and such when they visit, by planting ridiculous maps and spells that'll backfire on Astarion if followed, and Dylan, as collateral damage.
purplewhispers.bsky.social
enough, no, they have to openly look down on others.

For what it's worth, as someone who ships him differently, I say you do not do it wrong. His theme is choice and agency, not "This and only this one type of relationship and sex life or else!"

I get that it's grating, tho. Some ppl just suck.
purplewhispers.bsky.social
Ironically, I've seen comments that huffed at the thought that Astarion would choose monogamy (according to most comments I see, I ship him 100% wrong anyway).

Just, why? Why do people have to get so defensive about their preferred interpretation of a character that doing their own thing isn't
purplewhispers.bsky.social
Ratigan is such a great and yet underrated villain ♥
purplewhispers.bsky.social
The art is delicious, and I need it in my life! (the next time I can afford it 😅)
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purplewhispers.bsky.social
#BG3Kinktober #BG3NSFW #sanguinesonata

Day 6: Gags

The more comfortable Astarion grows with his body and kinky side (if explored with someone who spoils him instead of torturing), the more he wants to experiment.

Tonight, he asks for a gag.

[mind the tags!]

archiveofourown.org/works/72202006
Astarion had brought up the gag by bluntly demanding to know when D'ylân intended to finally add it to their playful sessions. It had become his habit to ask to try something new when he was curious enough. Well, new between them. D'ylân had restrained, blindfolded, and gagged many play partners before and Astarion—

Astarion huffed indignently when D'ylân's hand stopped inches away from his cock. Hard and greedy, slightly curved and an image of pure perfection, it hungered to be touched.

"Impatient, aren't we?" he chuckled, slowly moving his face to Astarion's ear, knowing perfectly well how the tickling of his beard teased the soft, smooth skin when Astarion was in the right mood.

Astarion winced, and a long groan died in his mouth when D'ylân's tongue licked along his pretty, pointy ear. Gently, he took one of the small silver rings that pierced the earlobe between his teeth, giving it a playful tug.

This earned him more than a grunt. A series of curses fought against the gag, to no avail.

D'ylân chuckled, breathing into Astarion's ear and thus punishing him with another desperate shudder. Screenshot of the AO3 header of the fic. 

Title: The Nuance of Muffled Groans. 

Ship: maleTieflingOC/Astarion

Tags:

Established Relationship, Making Out, Gags, Light Dom/sub, Doms Need Care Too, Implied/Referenced Rape/Non-con,Past Rape/Non-con, Trauma, Enthusiastic Consent, Blow Jobs, Mild Hurt/Comfort, Light Angst, Bottom Astarion (Baldur's Gate), Post-Game(s), Not Beta Read
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brabblesban.bsky.social
idk something something beautiful
#astarion #bg3 #3dart
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ellabfae.bsky.social
The ever beautiful Astarion. My first attempt at drawing the beloved bg3 vampire.. pretty happy with how it turned out.

#bg3 #astarion #astarionbg3 #baldursgate3 #neilnewbon #digitaldrawing #digitalartist #artist #illustration #fanart #dnd #gamingart #vampire #moody #lighting
My digital illustration of Astarion from BG3
purplewhispers.bsky.social
#BG3Kinktober #BG3NSFW #sanguinesonata

Day 6: Gags

The more comfortable Astarion grows with his body and kinky side (if explored with someone who spoils him instead of torturing), the more he wants to experiment.

Tonight, he asks for a gag.

[mind the tags!]

archiveofourown.org/works/72202006
Astarion had brought up the gag by bluntly demanding to know when D'ylân intended to finally add it to their playful sessions. It had become his habit to ask to try something new when he was curious enough. Well, new between them. D'ylân had restrained, blindfolded, and gagged many play partners before and Astarion—

Astarion huffed indignently when D'ylân's hand stopped inches away from his cock. Hard and greedy, slightly curved and an image of pure perfection, it hungered to be touched.

"Impatient, aren't we?" he chuckled, slowly moving his face to Astarion's ear, knowing perfectly well how the tickling of his beard teased the soft, smooth skin when Astarion was in the right mood.

Astarion winced, and a long groan died in his mouth when D'ylân's tongue licked along his pretty, pointy ear. Gently, he took one of the small silver rings that pierced the earlobe between his teeth, giving it a playful tug.

This earned him more than a grunt. A series of curses fought against the gag, to no avail.

D'ylân chuckled, breathing into Astarion's ear and thus punishing him with another desperate shudder. Screenshot of the AO3 header of the fic. 

Title: The Nuance of Muffled Groans. 

Ship: maleTieflingOC/Astarion

Tags:

Established Relationship, Making Out, Gags, Light Dom/sub, Doms Need Care Too, Implied/Referenced Rape/Non-con,Past Rape/Non-con, Trauma, Enthusiastic Consent, Blow Jobs, Mild Hurt/Comfort, Light Angst, Bottom Astarion (Baldur's Gate), Post-Game(s), Not Beta Read
purplewhispers.bsky.social
I hate coming up with titles.

Titles that need to fit the vibe check for 95% comfort and 5% angst are the worst 😩

Question: is a fic inspired by a k*nktober fic a legit event fic worthy of the tag if not everything goes according to plan?
purplewhispers.bsky.social
More "crawl" than "go" lol

Fighting scenes are hard. After that, I tried for a week to figure out what would convince D'ylân to join them, and them to want him to join.

Then, I realised canon is basically "You seem hostile and untrustworthy. Join me!" with most, so, no need to overthink this 😆
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purplewhispers.bsky.social
I finally finished the fic of how Durge, Gale, and Astarion ran into D'ylân, and then again, and then he joined them.

~10k words in need of a spell checker, then it's time to redo some photo mode shots to fit the story.

And THEN, I'll throw the rough beginning of #sanguinesonata at all of you >:D
Trick and betray, that's all they know. A bard, pshaw!" He wrinkled his nose in disgust. I must say. Gale." He tilted his head and let his lips twitch into a smile, as if Gale should be proud that Astarion bothered to remember his name. "I took you for smarter than this. For all we know, your invitation condemned our souls to eternal suffering in hell. Trust me, noble as my profession might have been, many of the subjects I had to deal with were not. I know evil when I see it." 

"You're ridiculous," Durge snarled. "And you talk too much. You don't trust him, Gale does. I don't see him as a threat and only care that he doesn't turn into our burden if Gale is right. If you're right, I'll take care of him. I hope this is acceptable for someone who introduced himself with his dagger pulled." 

"Why, yes, of course, of course!" Astarion bowed meekly, gracing Durge with a grateful smile. "I apologise, it was not my intention to imply you wouldn't be able to handle him if the circumstances requried so. Really!" He clasped his hands and laughed. "I already feel much safer."
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the0verboss.bsky.social
WIP update. Achaia babe I love you....but could you be a little less ostentatious? These details are killing me #bg3fanart #bg3thedarkurge
purplewhispers.bsky.social
take this fact to the grave (pls no "oh, you MUST try...!" bc I did. In two languages, print, e, and audio, at different stages of my life) but if suggestions from someone with this flaw help only one person to try a different fantasy book, I'll risk the scorn of the Gods of All Things Written.
purplewhispers.bsky.social
happens to be two men. Very likeable secondary characters, even when one or two start as a bit of an ass (yay for character growth, something jk never understood in real life or her books).

So, there's some suggestion from a fantasy fan who tried and failed to get into the DW universe. I wanted to