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    “Fine,” she said. “Do you know the statistically most common way for the authorities to take out organized crime?”
    Well, if that was her idea of enticing conversation, it was no wonder she had all those evenings free to chase after scoundrels like him. Still, Astarion didn’t want to antagonize her further and ruin the game, so he pursed his lips and guessed, “A very large, well-placed cannon?”
    “Tax fraud.”
    She looked at him as if she expected some sort of reaction – maybe a dramatic gasp? A palm flung to his forehead in a theatrical rendition of How could I not think of this?
    Everything he could muster was a blink. “Tax … fraud.”
    She nodded, obviously excited about what Astarion was sure were two of the most boring words in the English language, combined.
    "That's how we'll take down Cazador."

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    19 Apr 2026

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    The way she touches him is always so…achingly gentle. It makes his heart seize, like it’s threatening to beat again.

    He can’t take it. He needs her to drop the act. He needs to sweep her off her feet and make that delicate guise melt away. He needs her to touch him the way everyone else does. Anything to stop the way his skin lights up at her touch.

    (based on a prompt i received during an art trade: "Astarion being oversensitive when being touched by Tav because it's the first time he experiences gentle touches with no hidden motives. It can be sfw or nsfw. From his pov if possible.") no this doesn't mean i'm taking requests akdfdksngjksd

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    13 Apr 2026

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    Astarion hasn't seen his lover all evening, and he's feeling particularly... petulant about it. When he finds Andromeda in the greenhouse, still playing her lute hours after sunset, he decides it's time to thoroughly distract her.

    She thinks she can keep playing through anything. He's determined to prove her wrong—one nibble at a time.

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    08 Apr 2026

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    “Well, all of that’s to say that if you would like to… indulge, this might be your one and only chance to do so.”

    Oh. I see.” Astarion’s eyes light up at the idea and Eve’s breath hitches when he takes a couple steps closer, his face just inches away when he says: “Then I suppose we better make it count.”
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    Eve gets her period and Astarion loses his mind. That's it, that's the fic.

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    08 Apr 2026