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    Cas exhaled. "When an angel's wings are injured," he said to his feet, "the healing process can be augmented by… grooming, I suppose, would be the most accurate word. Removal of the maimed feathers to allow growth of healthy ones. Otherwise, they're left to fall out alone." He tilted his head towards the nightstand. "As you see."

    Dean stared at him. "So… that's why I can't help?" he said slowly. "'Cause I can't, y'know… see 'em? Or touch 'em?"

    "Yes," Cas said, slightly too quickly, and Dean snorted.

    "You're still a shitty liar, Cas," he informed him. "What ain't you tellin' me?"

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    11 Aug 2026

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    Tav and Astarion encounter Auntie Ethel. Secrets are revealed, and Tav has his means of coping.

    Astarion helps.

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    Astarion's eyes go all glassy as you pet down his ribs to his belly, then drag back up again. He really likes heavy-handed petting, you discovered a few nights ago. Perhaps it's because he's naturally cold, but you have a sneaking suspicion that he likes feeling cherished.

    You graze his sides with your fingertips, and he giggles, hand pausing its movement on his cock, and you consider not doing it again. But you did like that giggle. He's makes very sweet sounds when he's happy, so you drag your fingertips up his ribs to hear more of them.

    For your efforts, you get a full-body shiver and a happy little whine. And you think to yourself, oh, this is going to be fun.

    You come back to camp after a long day of tromping through the mountains and find Astarion in your tent.

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    10 Aug 2026

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    Astarion was safe.

    Safe, and free. Free. Gods, he was free.

    He didn't feel free at all.

    "Darling," he managed through the hazy fog bleeding around the corners of his vision. "I think I'm ill."

    "Mm, I'd call it shock. You're just in shock," Tav's red red eyes-- pretty red, like candy, like good things that wouldn't hurt, wouldn't harden and grow manic with a lust for pain-- widened. Realization, not surprise. "A blanket then. How does that sound, Astarion? Would you like a blanket?"

    Astarion goes into shock after Cazador's death. Tav takes care of him.

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    10 Aug 2026

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    Astarion doesn't pine. But he has eyes. And he certainly has eyes enough to see the way the Drow looks at him. He’d seen that look enough to know what it meant, but Tav would never cross that line. He’d simply stare and politely avert his gaze when it felt like he had been looking a moment too long. Like a goddamn altar boy.

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