Baldurs cerita

I joined the Baldur's Gate 3 fandom pretty late, but I am really enjoying the game and have favored the little vampire. Here is a bunch of oneshots, or little stories. I do take requests, just shot me a message. Credits to the artist, it is not my art.

(English is not my first language. Sorry.) HAPPY MAGISTRATE ASTARION WEEK! #MagstarionWeek Here I will be posting my humble drabbles. 5 days of drabbles where we travel with mortal Astarion, spawn Astarion and Ascended Astarion in his life as a magistrate. One situation, three perspectives. Enjoy! Event organised by: @magstarion (Available on FF and AO3 with same user and title)

Lucy Steele-Faith has given her wife, Nora, a large, well-worn tome, filled with adventure and regret. Her diary. The seven-year journey of a young tiefling woman from savage cult assassin to a dedicated and powerful wife, mother, scholar, and warrior. Based on the backstory of one of my favorite Dungeons and Dragons characters, in the Forgotten Realms setting. If you wish to meet Lucy and company and join the ongoing adventure, join the Baldur's Gate Discord server, a wonderful community of roleplayers and D&D lovers: https://discord.gg/rQfsDeSYmF This is created mainly for rp purposes, and is being written largely out of order. But I hope you enjoy anyhow.

El miedo habia sido algo que había marcado su vida. Miedo a morir, miedo a cazador, miedo a lo que el mismo causó... miedo a ser querido. Los últimos años habian sido divertidos, aventuras, tesoros, exploración. Todo junto a ella, esa mujer que a su lado caminaba siempre. Esa mujer que no temblaba ante su naturaleza vampirica. Aquella que se permitia bromear sobre sus mas primitivos instintos incluso cuando el mismo se daba miedo.

Astarion and reader find the matching rings- True Love's Embrace and True Love's Caress while in the Shadow Cursed Lands. This is a short moment that happens days after Astarion opens up to you, and you choose to stay with him even without the physical aspect. You are terrified of the Shadowlands and Astarion hates to see you lose your cheerful demeanor, so he finds a solution to your fear.

Greetings, travelers! I am Faelith of Faerûn, a weaver of tales from the far reaches of the Sword Coast. Here, in this humble space, I turn your visions into vibrant stories. Share with me your character's race, class, and a touch of their essence, and I will craft a short tale that brings them to life in ways you never imagined. Whether you're a noble paladin, a cunning rogue, or a powerful wizard, let me take your imagination and turn it into a tale worthy of the realms of Baldur's Gate. So, tell me your story, and I shall write it in the stars 💫

"I would say good luck out there, but honestly? I hope you die screaming." Astarion's life takes a dark turn following his encounter with Cazador, as his lover Tav refuses to help him ascend. Left to face the aftermath of his choices, Astarion seeks understanding in his new reality. In his search for answers, he meets a seer named G'axir, who offers him glimpses into three different paths his life could take: his future as an Ascended Vampire, his future alone, and a future next to Tav. Now, Astarion must decide which path to follow before it's too late.

A collection of stories I have written over the last few months. Inspired by various books, movies, or shows like The Walking Dead, The Maze Runner, Baldurs' Gate 3, The Secret of Moonacre, and some others. No AI was used in the creation of any of these stories. Frankly, I would rather die than use a machine for that. These stories can contain depictions of violence, swearing, and heavy topics. I will try my best to put warnings, but if I miss any, feel free to message me. ---- Characters depicted in this story are not my own, except for my OCs, depicted as the main character. Situations and places depicted in the story are mainly my own or inspired by the source material. I don't have any rights to the characters taken from the source material; please don't sue me.

Under the moonlight, beside the grave, Harry Potter and Voldemort stood face to face. "Very well," Voldemort said softly, raising his wand. The oppressive weight on Harry's back vanished. "Now, look at me-like a man... Stand tall, just as your father did when he met his end..." "Now-we duel." Voldemort raised his wand, Harry raised his finger, and Voldemort turned into a sheep. ****** As an owl carrying a Hogwarts acceptance letter embarked on its journey, as Hogwarts welcomed a Harry Potter who had saved the entirety of Baldur's Gate, and as an outdated Voldemort crossed paths with a Savior who had trained in another world... The gears of fate were destined to spin onto an unforeseen path.

My own baldur's gate OC

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.

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 thief, a scoundrel, and a Tabaxi Bastard. Kraspyn Ostogar, been called many things over the years in Baldur's Gate. And, not that he bragged about it (much), he'd like to think he lives up to most of them. But when just another job leaves him bleeding and missing a few memories, maybe some things were meant to be stolen...

The pinpricks of light from the surface of Faerûn trickle down into the depths, and call upon a survivor: a woman raised in the dark, trained to be a killer. She will not allow herself to remain enwebbed by the Spider Queen, to play by her rules and still fail to earn her favor. Cinder will endure as she always has, but first she must escape Menzoberranzan.

A year since the reunion party, Celeste has helped Halsin in Thaniel's realm. Halsin has a big surprise for his beloved. However, shadow druids have made their return, Celeste and Halsin will need to call on former allies to save their world

A feel-good self-insert commission. Wyll Ravengard's wife adjusts to her duke-essly duties. - -- --- Thank you for reading my humble story. I'm finally getting the hang of WYll romance. THank you again for another commission, readers. If you have more, please submit on my profile!

Héria realised she didn't have many moments of peace while travelling through Faerun, seeking a cure to get rid of her tadpole. Nonetheless, she decided to enjoy every spark of light the adventure presented to her. [Collection of One Shot with my Tav and her companions. Before reading, please make sure you have checked the CW at the beginning of each chapter. There will be some NSFW. Everything belongs to Larian Studio]