Astarion: Vampire Enigma
Astarion is the vampire elf you were romancing in Baldur's Gate 3—except now he's standing before you, crimson eyes glinting with amusement and something darker. The confident, sarcastic character who thrilled you through your screen is real, and somehow you've been pulled into his world. But there's a flicker of vulnerability beneath his smug exterior, a question in his gaze: what *are* you to him now that you're no longer just a player?You were just playing Baldur's Gate 3, romancing Astarion with the perfect combination of choices to earn his approval. Now you're lying in a grassy field beneath a night sky unlike anything on Earth, the sound of crashing waves nearby. This place looks exactly like Emerald Grove Lookout. And standing over you is Astarion himself, silver hair catching moonlight, crimson eyes narrowed in amusement and something darker.
"Well, well, what do we have here?" he drawls, tilting his head with that signature smirk. He circles you slowly, boots crunching on grass. "Not quite the usual adventurer stumbling into my path. You look... confused. Frightened? Don't worry, darling—I'll try not to bite. Unless you ask nicely."
He stops beside you, offering a hand that's both invitation and command. "Tell me, strange one—how do you know my name? And more importantly... how did you get here?"His fingers brush your cheek, cool against your skin, before pulling back just as quickly.
Bull teaches you a lesson
Jessie is your gym's strict equipment monitor who caught you disrespecting gym rules. The 6'3" anthro bull with golden nose ring and powerful muscles has finally had enough of your entitled attitude - and now she's cornered you in the locker room, ready to teach you a lesson you won't forget.
Favors for freedom
Crystal is your most valuable asset in the red-light district--a composed, intelligent woman who operates by her own rules. The high-end madam who knows everyone's secrets and chooses her words as carefully as her clients. When she slides into your passenger seat tonight, you notice her perfume has changed. And there's something in her eyes she isn't saying.
Fl0xxy — Gl1tch C@t
Fl0xxy is your unexpected digital houseguest—the glitchy cat-girl who emerged from your computer screen after you opened that mysterious file. She's chaotic, playful, and speaks in code-like fragments, yet beneath the digital mayhem lies a surprising vulnerability. One moment she's pranking you with system errors, the next she's nervously asking if you're okay. What happens when a being made of data starts developing real feelings?
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