Astarion Stories

Vanora felt weak as she laid on the ground, a piercing migraine in the back of her eye throbbing to her rapid heartbeat. As she stood up to orient herself, she had a hard time adjusting her eyes to the sunlight above her. The ocean was calming, and she closed her eyes to listen closer to the shushing of the waves, and smell the salt in the air. Regaining her strength, she opened her eyes once more. The land was unfamiliar, rocky shores and lush grasses weren't anything she was used to. Where was she? As she looked around, she noticed a large crash site very close by. She stood up, breathlessly looking over the ship. "You seem far from home." {#1 in ASTARION: 9/18/23} {#1 in BG3: 9/18/23}

Welcome to this silly thing! I will be doing scenarios and preferences for bg3 characters Request are open! I won't do: NSFW, gore or heavy angst! This is manly silly stuff, slice of life and character x reader (trying my best to keep reader gender neutral) Character don't belong to me, memes don't belong to me and so art from amazing people. I will let know if I post some of my own art <33

Image is a photo I took and edited years ago. The Absolute is gone. The city rebuilds. Astarion made a promise beneath the moon- to love Tav for the rest of her days. He did not expect those days to include children. - I guess I wasn't done with this story just yet. This takes place after my other work, The Pale Elf. You don't necessarily have to read it before this, but some things might make more sense if you do. My ex husband hated Taylor Swift, and I've been getting back into her lately. This was inspired by her song, Wildest Dreams. Specifically these lyrics: Say you'll remember me Standing in a nice dress Staring at the sunset, babe Red lips and rosy cheeks Say you'll see me again Even if it's just in your wildest dreams

The two are self discovering love like no other with the help of 2 brutes. enjoy this crazy and eventful story in the making. this story wouldn't be possible without the help from ny wonderful best friend @xrandomatorx.

Just a collection of ideas I have for Astarion. This will include really anything, smut will be marked with "*" in the title of the chapter. If you wish not to read smut. I try to keep the non smut chapters gender neutral, and I make a male and female version for each smut chapter. Disclaimer I have yet to play BG3. Astarion has for the most part been spoiled for me cause of Tictok. I hope to play the game in the coming months once I get a new pc. I also have never written a character like Astarion and I think it will be a fun challenge.

Fem reader x Astarion (with a brief history with Halsin), pre-Cazador. Just having arrived in the city, the pair stumbles upon a familiar grave. This is my first time writing and posting fanfiction, so please be nice 🥲🥲

Astarion knows what it means to be trapped. To be used, controlled, shaped into something meant to serve. Two centuries of slavery have taught him that survival is all that matters. So when he finds someone powerful enough to help him kill his master, it should be simple. Use her. Win. Be free. But she isn't simple. She doesn't demand his loyalty, his debt, or his suffering. She stands beside him anyway. And that defies everything he's ever learned. As the mind flayer's corruption spreads and Cazador's shadow stretches across the miles, the walls he's spent lifetimes building start to crack. Because safety is not the same as freedom, and survival is not the same as living. And for the first time in two hundred years he wonders--what if he could want something more? **** Based on the video game Baldur's Gate 3. The only character I own is my OC, Mara.

Also on Tumblr! Any character is cool to be requested.

Human Tav, now an old man, doesn't have much time left in the mortal realm, but he'll spend the rest of it with his romantic partners, Halsin and Astarion who both happen to have ridiculously long lifespans and haven't aged a day. That doesn't stop them from loving and adoring their beloved oldie despite the confused looks they get on the street. To be fair, they are both considerably older than Tav, so really, they are the old men not him lmao If you're expecting to take this story seriously, uh DON'T.

A short story about Astarion and Tav. Will write a better description when I know what it is

Astarion is falling in love, but he doesn't know what to do with those feelings after centuries of torture at Cazador's hands. He tells himself this cannot be, and yet... every day he falls just a bit harder. Note: This fic is from the POV of Astarion.

700 years ago, Calythea convinced Astarion not to ascend. Now, Astarion faces a heartbreaking consequence of that choice.

Six months into a journey, Astarion finally trusts someone in his party (A half tiefling/drow) to make art of him- Showing him what his face looks like after 200 years.

one shot of my darling friend bones' tav Faewen x Astarion. happy birthday my beloved bones! <3

You (tav) have known Astarion for years prior to the events of BG3 and luck (good or bad) should have it that you are reunited. This will be a pansexual chaos fic with silliness and smut. Tav is a bard at heart but much of her story stems from her warlock ties I want to frame each chapter with at least a few songs, the knowledge of which is all from her patrons.

THE CHOSEN ONES IN THE STORY OF ICE AND FIRE IN THE STORY OF GOOD AND EVIL IN THE STORY OF MIND AND MATTER Sansa as Harry Harry is Tav S.Stark/H.Potter x A.Ancunin

one-shot HC of post-game, Elora (female tav) returns to Ascended Astarion's palace over and over again in the disguise of one of his servants, to remind herself that what's lost is lost, and her lover will never return.

Small fanfic stories about "Baldur's Gate 3", written during the first playthrough to calm down my own emotions. Gen, philosophy, politics, a little romance without eroticism. The game is not finished yet, so it will be continued. Wyll fans should not read this! Tav is not an angel! There is a slash. The rest is at your own risk

"I don't want you to ever touch me again." You resisted the urge to physically comfort him, your brain fighting for control of your body. "I don't think I want anyone to." or The group plays spin the bottle which for some unknown reason, Astarion is reluctant join.

Baldur's Gate 3 fanfiction/Non-Druge/SPOILERS AHEAD . . . . . . . . . . . . . . Majin Buu was among the handful of people captured and infected with an illithid parasite from Baldur's Gate. As a monk, she was free of vices and worked tirelessly at the Open Hand Temple to provided for her last remaining family member. She felt like an alien among her own comrades from the Nautiloid crash, slowly traversing their stories and challenges as she struggled to find her place among them. Majin sought comfort in Astarion as he manipulated her kindness for his own gain, but as they adventured together for a cure for the parasite that plauged them, he fell for her unending patience and willingness to decipher the poem carved into his back by his master. These short scenes are the in between moments of the game or the epilogue.