Astarion Stories

The Netherbrain has found a new way to infect the world of Faerun. Sparrow was lucky enough to not get taken onto the Mindflayer ship. Set after the downfall of Moonrise Towers. Sparrow's adventure is just beginning, a later start than the others. But she meets a lone, pale elf, who has abandoned everyone, for his own adventure and his own story. Will he greater the chances of Sparow's survival or will he use her for his own gains? Sparrow knows how to play the game, too, and survival is her only goal. No matter the costs. *I do not own the rights to any of the characters from DnD or Baldur's Gate 3.

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}

Taleah Mephistari is the daughter of the Ruler of the eight layer of the Nine Hells: Mephistopheles. Being a rebel at heart, she yearns to leave Cania to escape her father.

Astarion Short Stories " Can we talk about... us?" "Us... I still love the sound of that"

Just a WIP I've been working on inspired by Arnell Hallowleaf in act 3 being able to control his Lycanthropy because of his worship of Selûne, thought I'd write about something similar for Astarion and Lathander. There also is some romance between him and my Tav Xaniphia, but it is secondary. The first few chapters will be in pass tense leading up to the Epilogue Party then will switch to present tense. Hope you enjoy, and please leave comments with your thoughts.

Astarion had always been able to push away his feelings. He'd always been good at forgetting what he wanted. He'd always been able to stop the tears and harden himself when he needed to. But when he saw Tav, the man he'd been manipulating, the man he'd been giving himself to for protection, fell a beast for him, Astarion's plan shattered. Now, after facing the truth about his scars, and being forced to confront what he wanted to push away, Astarion has found no better time than now, to confess those feelings. Note: This is essentially me writing out Astarion's confession scene after killing Yurgir. I wanted to write it out and give it more emotion in my own way. If there's anything I get wrong, or should change, don't hesitate to let me know. However I don't take kindly to anything rude or unnecessarily critical. Also, tags are hard, so if there's any warnings or tags I should add, please let me know.

One-shot based off the lyrics from the Twenty-One Pilots song. I do not own the copyright to the lyrics. Strictly for entertainment purposes only. It is connected to my fanfiction: The Fall of Faerun.

Cazador his feeling a sudden since of guilt in regards to some of the activities he has engaged in with Astarion and the thoughts that he's had about him, and decides that he needs to end his own life. Idea by AwenBanan on Wattpad, go to his page now. I swear neither of us are racist. This is actually just an alternative ending Awen came up with to a longer fanfiction I wrote that's on ao3. Awen's whole pitch can be summarized as "Cazador kills himself with a katana because he's gay and Asian"

╹saudade ━━the feeling of missing someone or something deeply; nostalgia; yearning for what one's lost Having defeated the Netherbrain, it could seem to some that the time has stopped. The overwhelming feeling of safety and the bliss of the moment when an omnipresent vision of death stopped looming over companions brought them peace of mind. To most of them, it meant freedom and promising perspectives for a new beginning. The other it made recoil back into the shadows where one cannot bask in glory, nor sunlight. #1 in likeandsubscribe 14.7.24 The cover for this book was made by @Elusive_Soul from @Asy_Wywiadu. Thank you very much!

Astarion. The beloved pale elf. Everyone's favourite vampire spawn. He certainly has an interesting personality, whether you love it or hate it. It just so happens you love it. More than you would like to admit. You can feel tensions are growing between you both, it danced in the air. It was clear you both had similar... Interests let's say. Why not explore them together.

"Would you like to experience flight, Astarion?" Halsin asked suddenly. Astarion was snapped back to the present, surprised face meeting Halsin's kind eyes. The giant of an elf was standing now, shoulders squared with Astarion's. "It's not possible." Astarion said at last. "I didn't ask if it was possible. I asked if you would like to experience it." Halsin stood before him, determined to pull an honest answer from the vampire's lips. Astarion looked at the ground. If he'd been capable of it, embarrassment would've turned his pale face red by now. "Yes. I would." he whispered at last.

Valak knew only 3 things about himself, those 3 things being that he was an absolute unit of a Drow, that he had an illitid tadpole squirming in his brain, and that he craved for the shattering of bones, the weeping of blood, the cries of a brutal end. When he managed to survive the nautiloid, he knew he had to find aid. What he didn't know was how that aid would come in many forms, one of which being a pale elf. ------- I've had a BG3 hyperfixation as of late, and I wanna jump on the Astarion gay romance bandwagon by giving him my Dark Urge character. I mean, after all, who wouldn't want to smash this vampire twink? 😉 Also there are SLIGHT story changes so that I could incorporate the backstory for Valak that I LITTERALLY SPENT 2 WEEKS mulling over.

Just a lot of weird fanfics that, don't really deserve their own book here but I'm not confident enough to write on a03

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

If Astarion and Tav met earlier, before the mind flayers, would things have been different? Would Vampirespawn or Bhaalspawn instincts allow an encounter to *not* end in one of the two being murdered? Or would the pair discover their own autonomy through each other? Maybe a third secret option?

A spawn meets another, the two survive in Faerun together

Astarion has everything he ever wanted. He is the Vampire Ascendant, the King of Vampires, he has everything. So why does he feel so empty? The Mysterious stranger in his home might hold the answers, but would knowing cost him everything? -- I wrote this after my first game, where I ascendant Astarion, who I was romancing, which resulted in the break up as I didn't want to be his spawn. I felt so bad I wanted to redo the choice, but instead, I wrote this scene. Hope you enjoy!

The sister of Orin the Red and daughter of Bhaal has found herself at the edge of Emerald Grove amongst the ruins of a Mindflayer ship. With severe memory loss, can she navigate who she was and will her newfound pleasure for life change who she was due to become? And what impact will this arrogant elf runaway have on her future? Astarion x Dark Urge

We were born with tragedy in our blood.         f!oc x astarion BALDUR'S GATE 3 ENGLISH