Baldursgate Stories

Before the parasite. Before the blood. Before the night. In the silk districts of Baldur's Gate, a magistrate who notices everything stops for the first time in his life - not for power, not for politics, but for a girl in a mended blue dress studying a gown she will never buy. This is absolutely a story about who Astarion was when he still stood in the sun, freely - and the life that made losing it a tragedy.

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

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

Zevlor missing the love he lost in the fall of Elturel.

Years after the fall of the Absolute, Arabella returns to Baldur's Gate-not as the frightened tiefling child she once was, but as a gifted sorceress chasing whispers of a relic lost to time. A ring said to let vampires walk beneath the sun. Astarion, the once-feared vampire spawn who helped save her life, hasn't changed-or so she thought. He's still sharp-tongued, impossible to read, and more distant than ever. But when Arabella asks for his help, their reunion sparks something neither of them can name. Not yet. As signs of a splinter cult rise in the shadows of the city, old allies return-Tav, Gale, Shadowheart, Lae'zel, and more-drawn back into a fight they thought was over. But while the world braces for another storm, Arabella and Astarion are forced to face a truth even more terrifying than gods or monsters: Some bonds were never meant to fade. And some love stories take a lifetime to begin.

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.

After years of fighting, hardships, and struggles, marriage seemed out of the question. How could someone like her have peace after so long? Well, her answer comes in form of a tall, handsome, and adorably dorky man with a way with words, and she couldn't be happier. A commission from a fan! Hope you enjoy <3 Gale x Fan OC submission

Emira an elf with a dark secret who is distrustful of everyone meets Astarion. A vampire spawn who tries to gain her trust through seduction. Will Emira warm up to Astarion or will it be harder to seduce her than Astarion initially thought. The Dark Elf and Astarion explores emotional vulnerability between two people who's heart have grown cold over the mistreatment they've suffered. *I haven't played d&d or baldurs gate, but I have been watching Astarion clips. I wanted to share this story I came up with, but please keep in mind this is a loose interpretation of their world.* *Also I am a new writer and any criticism and feedback is much appreciated 😊*

Summary: After the fall of the Netherbrain, life continues onward. Only the gang and you have gone your separate ways this time. With everyone off on their own adventures and continued self-discoveries, you learn to embrace your new form while holding onto bits and pieces of your past and former self. A slice of life novelette following illithid Tav and their journey with the short-worded business flayer, known as the Emperor. Pairing: The Emperor x Illithid Tav Word count: 17k Tags: Slice of life, Suggestive themes, Mild NSFW, Tentacles, Fluff, Possible spoilers, Relationship, No abuse, Consent. - A/N: This novelette has only been published onto my Tumblr (faize-art), AO3 (Faize_art), and WattPad (Faize001). Please do not redistribute it nor claim it as your own work.

Trissara, a Lolth sworn drow, awakens in a mysterious chamber filled with an unnatural shimmering light. She is shackled, her head throbbing with pain, and overcome with a sense of panic without understanding why. As her eyes adjust to the dim light, she sees distorted figures and writhing tentacles dancing in the air. She struggles to recall her past, but her memories are fragmented. She knows she is a hunter-a Gloom Stalker-but feels lost and guided only by a "Dark Urge" within her that pushes her to move forward and defend herself. This urge seems to control her actions, driving her towards unknown goals. She is on a living Nautiloid ship controlled by Mind Flayers, a setting filled with horrors and madness.

estrella was the sworn sword of vengeance, ready to kill the spawn who had stolen away her troupe's innocent children at the behest of his vampiric master. Started ➞ 1st October 2024 Published ➞ 14th October 2024 Finished ➞ Ongoing [ astarion x fem!oc ] [ REWRITING SLOWLY ]

My take on things; and my OC's Mewtwo family

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!

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

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.

Don't worry, you can continue scrolling, this is just a place for a few comforting one-shots of my favorite characters from games, anime, and other media. I will not write for real people anymore. All are x readers unless mentioned otherwise. Currently on: -Astarion (Baldur's Gate 3) I'm not a native English speaker, however, I do study English at College so I would say I write mostly without mistakes. But I'm not perfect by any means so if you find anything that doesn't make sense grammerwise, don't be afraid to tell me. Thank you. Cross-posted on AO3, link in my profile description. Note: I will hopefully rewrite all my Czech one-shots into English and my English one-shots into Czech, but as it is now, the two versions of Better are completely different. Sometimes I'm in the mood to write in English, sometimes in Czech, it depends. If you want me to translate one of my one-shots to the other language, contact me, and I will do so as soon as I can.

This is a Baldur's Gate 3 AU featuring my paladin Topazolite

Bhaalists and Banites may worship different gods, they may be enemies by nature...but what happens when the Chosens of their respective cults indulge each other in nights of passion?

Lament Noun A passionate expression of grief or sorrow And in the end, we are only atoms, drifting alone, desperate for something to cling onto. And of course, something must end for something to begin. One day I will forget everything, but never you. Karlach's hourglass ran out.

After defeating Gromnir, Gorion's Ward and her party stay in his castle. That's when Gorion's Ward has another private talk with Hexxat.