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Five years after the mind flayer invasion, Zagendra Valer and Astarion Ancunin face a reckoning long avoided. As secrets of Zagendra's past begin to surface, their bond is tested by ancient forces, buried truths, and lingering trauma. Together, they must confront what was lost, what was hidden, and what still threatens to tear their world apart. This is a head-cannon origin story of my Tav (Zagendra).

Just a bunch of one shots. That's literally it. Content warnings at the beginning of each part There will be smut, there will be angst, there will be fluff.

You spend a summer's afternoon lazing with Astarion.

One shot where Tav constantly overthinks, especially when it comes to their asexuality which doesn't help when Astarion is well... Astarion.

Got bored and decided to write about everyone's favorite homicidal egotistical love interest.

There was a part of her that still wanted him. His gentle touch and soothing voice, his loving gaze, the taste of his lips. She missed the way everything sparkled when he was passing by. How honestly he could make her laugh. Still remembers the heat radiating from him, when he ran his hand along her back, while hidden from the world they were whispering loving confessions and promises. Now, it's all meaningless. I took inspiration from the "Burn" animation by Vesper

Delilah Eversight (Tav), wizard con-artist and thief, finds purpose in a pale-elf that wishes to acquire a powerful magical item that is rumored to protect anyone, even those of the undead persuasion, from the harsh rays of the sun. (Creator note: If you wish to read the story without smut/explicit content, skip chapters that end in X.5.)

You and Astarion fool around on Halloween.

Astarion and Tav are two people who hide from others because of their pasts. Astarion was conditioned to use his body as a means to secure his safety. Tav is very selective with whom she allows into her personal bubble. Tav is very kind but reserved, while Astarion presents himself as a devilish and open character. Will their differences make them the perfect match or the perfect enemies? _ No smut, but there will be discussions of sex and sexual actions. Assume that any potentially triggering content from the game will also be featured in this fic, I won't alter Astarion's canon backstory.

Kieran loves Astarion. Astarion loves Kieran, too. But is love the cure to scars that just don't seem to heal?

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

"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.

A spawn meets another, the two survive in Faerun together

A noblewoman marked for death. A vampire assigned to protect her. A masquerade where smiling is the most dangerous lie of all. When Seraphine Valencrest receives a threat on the morning of the ball, she is forced into the arms of a man she does not trust and cannot escape. Watched by the court and hunted in the dark, she must survive a night of whispered lies, stolen glances, and a protector whose smile hides fangs. Smile. They're watching.

Giving him a crooked smile while skilfully ignoring Astarion's glare, Tav used the offending hand to lightly grasp his chin. The touch burned hotter and more fierce than the places where the sun had left its mark upon his skin. Yet it was soft enough that Astarion could retreat from it, if he so wished. Or: Astarion is as pasty as a sheet of paper and definitely needs whatever the dnd version of suncreen is and Tav is happy to take advantage of the situation Note: This is going to be a collection of stories I'll update occasionally. if you have requests with this character combination please voice them, if i like it i'll be more than happy to indulge

One shot where Astarion walks in on you hugging a pillow, pretending it's him. - #1 baldursgate3: 7/11/23 #1 astarionxreader: 27/11/23

Just how long can you keep up this game before you have to let down your walls? Or Tav loves a good sexual innuendo but is all bark and no bite, what happens when Astarion tries to bite? Inspired by the cover art: https://pin.it/1nIFsaZLI On pinterest

Time slips through my fingers. And I wonder. How much of me has been lost? How much of me has been found? But I am no optimist. So I wait. Dreading the day when I no longer recognise myself. Or worse, When others no longer recognise me. Will my life stop suddenly? Like a pendulum interrupted mid swing? Or slowly, like an old clock winding down. Tick tock. Tick tock. Tick. Tock. Astarion x my high elf rogue Tav, Nyx Astarion x my wood elf paladin Tav, Sera Maybe some others, we'll see. Astarion and any other bg3 npc's belong to Larian Studios, thus I do not own them.

"I thought you might like it," I spoke so softly I worried the wind had carried my words away, but Astarion faced me, one eyebrow quirked in curiosity. My gaze flickered over to him, then swiftly away. "You do like it, don't you?" "Yes, I do." There was a warmth there, in his voice. Not the melted chocolate, sun-warmed honey kind he could turn on and off at will, but something fonder. Clearer. Like the tinkling babbling of a stream and the rustling of leaves. "Good, then." An Astarion fic that begins the night he tries to feed from you. First person female reader. (Cross-posted on ao3) Cover Art By: DAISY XIE

Continuing the saga of Tavriel and Astarion, this time as new threats begin to emerge in their home city of Baldur's Gate. Pulled into the world of raucous politics, Astarion is faced with new challenges as a mortal elven man, while uncovering nefarious secrets and machinations of the city's elite Patriars. But not all is what it seems, and some secrets go beyond the mortal realms.