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  1. Public Bookmark 98

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    He wanted to feel her, to simply be near her even. Just what was it about her? Why did he feel such things for her? His skin prickled every time she let out a laugh, a sound which rang clear through his mind for hours after the conversation was over. And her smile, good God her smile. Every time she stared at him with that gentle glint in her eyes, lips curled up into their corners, Messmer felt his entire body melt into a heat he couldn’t quite place.

    It burned his gut, sent butterflies racing through his stomach, and more aggravating of all, seared his very cheeks into a crimson red. Messmer couldn’t recall the last time he’d ever felt that way. In fact he was positive he never did before this. Before Leilia arrived into his life and graced him with her presence. And make him feel so unequivocally stupid.

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    A long and arduous journey exploring the depths of love and how it may prevail no matter what fate may throw at two people who hold it close in their hearts.

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    04 Aug 2024

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    The Witchmaid, Meliare, enters the Shadow Keep certain of her impending death at Messmer's hand. And then gets less certain, because despite the Impaler's deadly spear, she survives long enough to start acting stupid.

    You see...she really doesn't want to be Marika's consort.

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    Or: a what-if turned fix-it wherein the Tarnished would really prefer to keep Messmer alive.

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    19 Jul 2024

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    Astarion still leans over you, his posture lithe, lazy, relaxed. But there’s a slight rigidness to him that indicates impatience. It’s strange, you think to yourself, that even after 200 years of practice he still can’t hide his thirst. Underneath that easy smile and perfect poise, there it lies, an aching cavity in the pit of his stomach that can never be truly filled.
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    You spend the night after freeing your lovely, but extremely vulnerable tiefling compatriots, perched over the Last Light Inn bar. But while you may be able to satiate your hunger with a mug of mead and bowl of stew, your companion, Astarion, can not. So you offer your neck as a favor to your favorite porcelain skinned elf. That's just what friends do, right?

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    19 Jun 2024

  4. Public Bookmark 30

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    You thought you knew what you were doing when you let Astarion into your bed. He doesn't have feelings for you, and vice versa. Only... now you do.

    And you don't know how to handle it.

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    19 Jun 2024

  5. Public Bookmark 52

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    -You- Female insert with Astarion!
    *SMUTTY, SEX, 18+*

    Astarion peeks into your tent to find you dreaming about him. He overhears you sleep-talking and decides to confront you about it.

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    21 May 2024