Staeve looks like he would be that person that will throughout their life be spelling “BOOBS” on a calculator and tricking folks into reading it at every viable opportunity
And when he cannot make it work on a TI-89 he just writes a program to make it work and also play Sandstorm while it flashes “BOOBS” in time to the music
This is quite literally who he is
which comic was the physical touch one? now i want to read it, i didnt follow you a year ago :o
This one I think
Quick question. Is Staeve a name that means something/is a reference to lore/etc?
Or is it just Steve. But fantasy
It's just Steve. But fantasy
Here's the backstory with @quietsphere
astarion/staeve, 1k words
“Don’t get me wrong, the festivities themselves sound thrilling,” Astarion said, quickly. “The chance of wandering around all night without suspicion, wearing fancy and dramatic outfits, pick-pocketing with no consequence… what’s not to love, especially for a vampire and a rogue like yours truly?” He exaggerated the sing-song in his voice to amuse Staeve, and he was rewarded by a small, charmed smile. He cleared his throat before continuing, a sudden tightness strangling him. “I just have—poor memories of the Night itself.”
a halloween-adjacent fic where astarion and staeve share their experiences with the holiday, and end up having a deeper conversation than either of them expected
staeve belongs to @velnna, thank you as always for letting me play with your boy ♥ also sorry for the spam i forgor about tumblr
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does drow ever get like. cute aggression. for astarion or otherwise
Yes all the time
Lil' follow up
Last entry behind the curtain
hiii so it’s been a minute lol, hope you’re doing well! ♥️ it’s been a really shitty month for me, but i am 100% positive that some spicy Staeve/Astarion cuddles with maybe a bit of angst would make me feel better lol 🙈
I hope you feel better and things look up to you soon! And that this maybe helped a little
Just wanted to share this reference I think is quite cool ._.
Do with it whatever you want or nothing at all :>
Why thank u this was a delight
What kind of bug are the brimstones? (I adore the markings and little horns Nita has btw. They're very cute!)
I don't really have a specific bug for them but maybe descending from a type of beetle, I think we're going for beetles for horned people here
Brimsterton | A Staevstarion Regency AU
A/N: Yes hello, I know I haven't posted something I wrote in quite a while. Let's just say I've been busy, but mostly behind the scenes. This however I had written quite a while ago (end of June I think) and I need to get back into the saddle again with posting. So here we are, another trip into Regency AU with @velnna's beloved Staeve (thanks as always for letting me stick him in a costume) and Astarion. Picking off where we left off after the chaise longue incident.
Summary: With a lot mixed feelings after what almost happened between them, a scorching letter is written that reveals genuine truths and brilliant emotions. But the response might not have been what either of them had hoped for...
Pairing: Astarion/Staeve Wordcount: 5,1k Warnings: light implied nsfw
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Hands hastily tore open an envelope. On it, in elegant cursive handwriting that couldn’t be mistaken for anyone but Astarion’s, a name was written, boldly and with gold ink even: Staeve Brimstone.
Shivering fingers took several pages from the torn away paper and unfolded them. Immediately, it was visible that the letter had been written with a plethora of intense emotions: some parts seemed barely readable as if the pen had scarcely made its way across the paper in hesitancy. Others were quite obviously written with such vigour, that the sheets were almost torn and stained with blots of ink from a pen that had been pressed too harshly and hastily onto the paper - way too eager to get out the words.
The hands holding onto the letter kept trembling as the letter was studied. It read:
“My dearly beloved Staeve,
Beloveds 🖤
Damn boy what that tail doo
