Astarion with Wood Elf!Tav headcanons, pls?
I decided to stick to the prompt and write about Wood Elves as promised, but let me know in the requests if you want Wild Elf!Tav as well!
Astarion x Wood Elf!Tav
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Headcanons
TW: a mention of suicide and PTSD
As a Wood Elf, you grew up deep in the woods in one of the many hidden villages of your people.
Since childhood, you learned to trust humans and dwarves and know how to survive in the forests.
You are good with animals and have your own familiar - a lynx called Mould (because of her weird patterns on the fur).
When you were sixteen, your woods were destroyed by orcs. You survived by hiding high in the trees, afraid of going down.
From now on, your path is the path of revenge.
To orcs, who destroyed your home. To humans who sicced them and solved the issues with Elves with their dirty hands. To dwarves who refused to help.
And to High Elves who didn't help a young orphan
You kill. You destroy. You are cruel and violent like a drow, not a Wood Elf.
Your rage and your blindness are used by the wrong people.
Your bow and your arrows become a weapon of destruction.
You leave a blood trace wherever you go.
Until you are kidnapped by mindflayers.
You aren't afraid. You want to die. You just wait until the cruel will of the Illithyds turns you into something monstrous.
But it doesn't happen. The tadpole blocks some of your most unpleasant memories and suppresses the bloodlust and disgust.
You've never felt so good!
As a leader, you gather your small company to get to Baldur's Gate.
You feel something is off with Astarion - Wood Elves have a good intuition concerning the Undead.
You feel compassion - you also left a trace of blood. You allow him to feed on you, and with every day you get closer.
He reconnects with the Elven culture through you, though Sylvan Elves and Moon Elves are different.
You braid his short hair and adorn it with little pieces of jewelry the same way men of your kin did.
On the other hand, he tells you about history and geography things that aren't known to isolated Or-tel-quessir.
You help Astarion to heal, and you feel like something is healing inside you. Your past, your sorrows.
But the moment the tadpole disappears...
It is all back.
The blood on your hands. The cries of your victims.
You want to die.
While the streets of Baldur's Gate are festive, you walk like a ghost.
You don't deserve to live. Not after everything you've done.
You want to end it all. You find a solitary place where no one will ever find you, and you take a dagger.
You faint as the blood leaves your body, and you feel like death lulls you to forever sleep.
You hope that your soul is too corrupt to be reincarnated.
But-
You wake up.
Alive.
Astarion has saved you.
He found you by the smell of blood and managed to find help before it was too late.
You remember his desperate cry for help, his attempts to stop the blood loss.
As you recover, he takes care of you. He spoon-feeds you, changes the bandages, and never ever says anything about your suicide attempt.
He knows why you did it. And he won't allow you to do that ever again.
Together, you leave the city and go into the wilderness.
You help each other heal. Astarion soothes your mental pain, and you help him with nightmares.
You have a few more attempts to off yourself, but Astarion always finds words to stop you.
With years, it gets easier. You redeemed yourself in your own eyes by helping people. You found the strength to keep living.
As for Astarion, he comes to terms with your mortality.
You will live for centuries, and you have a lot of time together.
And you will return. You will reincarnate and, if he is still alive, you shall meet again.
A century post-game, you find yourself in the familiar woods.
You know this place.
It is your destroyed home.
You cry and grieve while Astarion holds you, not letting you fall into the dark abyss of your sorrows.
He helps you build a small shrine, a reminder about people who used to live there.
And you feel good. You feel free.
Astarion suggests going to see more of this world. Other continents, maybe, other planes.
And you agree. You leave your past and go into the future with your Thiramin, once and forever love.
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