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ill make an offical post and add it to the masterlist later but for now i wanna put the link out here
"The Ultimate Gift" an Astarion/Tav (Xander my bard tav) angst fic https://archiveofourown.org/works/54251539
#astarion#baldur's gate 3#bg3 tav#astarion x tav#xander my tav#angst#post baldurs gate 3 end#writing#ascended astarion#vampire lord astarion#hurt/no comfort
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Video Game Fanfiction Table of Contents
Disclaimer: 18+, Minors DNI!!!!!!
Baldur's Gate 3
Just to Be Held (M): Astarion x Tav, His shoulders slump as he releases a heavy sigh. He’s been worn down by your patience, worn down by years of keeping everything to himself. Here you are, offering up companionship without any expectation. Here you are, sitting in front of him, telling him that you actually, for some gods’ forsaken reason, like spending time with him and you’re not expecting any sort of compensation from him. So why is he trying so desperately to push you away? Astarion and Tav share a quiet, peaceful moment together along their journey. Astarion learns that he is valued and loved. Tumblr, AO3
The Elder Scrolls
Devotion (18+): Cicero x Listener, He worships her, every piece of her. All of his Listener must be worshipped, as ordained. Cicero, sweet Cicero, eager to please. Eager to serve. His lips on hers, his hands roving, searching, exploring. Venerating. He dies inside her, and it is glorious. He would die a thousand times in her, as many times as she wanted. Immolating in her light over and over and over again. Cicero is unsure of this new Listener, but his feelings are muddled and confusing. What will happen when the Listener is forced to choose to take or spare his life? Tumblr, AO3.
Legend of Zelda
Ebb and Flow (18+): Prince Sidon x Reader, “I will not accept that all we’re meant to be are star-crossed lovers,” Sidon states passionately, his tone filled with a steady resolve, “I cannot accept it. Was it not here that I pledged myself to you? And you to me? Was it not here that we promised our hearts to one another? Aren’t we more than just crossing tides?” Sidon is given earth shattering news. His duty as a Zora Prince outweighs all else. But how can he accept that when his love for you is so deep? Tumblr, AO3.
Stardew Valley
Love Letters (18+): Elliott x Reader, My Muse! You inspire in me such vivid dreams that when I wake to find my bed empty, I despair! I ache for you, body and soul. How I long to return to you, scoop you up in my arms, and ravish you from evening until dawn (Beyond dawn! For dawn does not limit my undying love, my eternal passion for you). Though weary from this whirlwind tour, I am never too weary to show you the depths of my adoration for you. I will return to you early next week, and I am beside myself with excitement. Elliott returns home from his book tour and the Farmer has a sultry surprise for him. Tumblr, AO3.
Dark Souls
Lunar Halo (18+): Gwyndolin x OC, Gods do not require witnesses. So in the sanctity of the Holy Church of Anor Londo, Gwyndolin weds a mortal woman, a marriage that takes place with sightless statues and eyeless stained glass figures for guests. Veiled by cloth woven of moonlight, Gwyndolin guides his Beloved Star to the altar. Her robes are redolent of the night that enshrouds the earth, glimmering diamonds and sweeping swathes of indigo pooling around her feet as she glides up the aisle. Iridescent moonstone enamels her hand and with the promise of fealty, of love for eternity, the Dark Sun is wed. And a mortal has been anointed his wife. A tale of how the Dark Sun came to love a woman born of the Dark Soul. AO3
Fire Emblem
Restless (18+): Xander x F!Reader, As leader of the combined Hoshidan and Nohrian armies, you find yourself growing restless one night, plagued with troubling thoughts. You decide some fresh air and quiet reflection under the stars might do you some good; but, you run into Xander, also lost in thought, and decide to spend some time together. AO3
Slip Away (18+): Xander x Gender-Neutral Reader, Xander finds himself unable to unwind at his birthday party, until a certain someone whisks him away. Tumblr, AO3
To Walk a Path of Light (M): Jeritza von Hrym x GN!Byleth, Jeritza’s desire for Byleth was sparked long before the goddess had even conceived of either of their forms. Their fates have always been intertwined... Long after the war has ended, Jeritza seeks out a familiar face, while the Death Knight seeks a battle. Tumblr, AO3
Gentle (18+): Jeritza Von Hrym x OC, "She is soft. And in her softness, she dissolves whatever sharpness, whatever edge I have. In perfumed sheets and gilded sunlight, I am, for a moment, vulnerable. My gentility clambers out from where it's been buried deep for so many years. The Death Knight dies in her embrace, and from him blooms a new creature." Jeritza finds himself drawn to one of Garreg Mach's newest professors. Tumblr: Chapter 1, AO3
#baldurs gate 3#bg3#astarion x tav#astarion x reader#the elder scrolls#skyrim#cicero x listener#the elder scrolls 5#legend of zelda#prince sidon#prince sidon x reader#loz:totk#loz:botw#stardew valley#sdv#sdv elliott#elliott x reader#fire emblem#xander fire emblem#jeritza von hrym#xander x reader#jeritza x byleth#spicy#lemon#dark souls#gwyndolin#gwyndolin x oc#astarion#bg3 astarion
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Marcus (my friend's tav) and Vanya (my tav). It was a failed romance from the start. Ignore the hands pls I gave up.
Here are vanya's three kids (Xander, Juniper, and Cole)
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I'm gonna show off my Tav because I am besotted. His name is Xander, Oath of Devotion Paladin.
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A Kindling
Description: Scarlet knows there's something strange about the pale elf, but she can't put her finger on exactly what. She feels apprehension, denied her sleep as she ruminates on what it could be, waiting for him to return, some part of her knowing that tonight she will learn something new about him.
Warnings: None <3
Note: Hey team!!! I was in a mood and struggling to write and so I started testing the waters with my personal ocs in the world of bg3. I obviously have Astarion brainrot so that was the FIRST thing that came to mind. This is sort of a rewrite of the sleeping-Tav/bite scene. This is just for funsies, I don't know if I'll do anything with it beyond this but I did have fun writing this and frankly that's probably the most important part of it all!!!
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Nothing but the crackle of the fire devouring the kindling could be heard, nothing but the hush of sleeping breaths.
The camp, near drowning after a harrowing day, was silent. Everyone was asleep, curled up in tents or tucked comfortably in their bedrolls.
But Scarlet wasn’t.
She counted Xander’s breaths from where he had snuggled himself into the roll next to hers, one hand reaching out, their fingers still tangled together. She listened to the snap and pop of the kindling as it turned to char, smelled the smoke as it burned the inside of her nose.
Magic and power were roiling in her veins and her belly like the angry sea, white-capped waves crashing with unforgiving rage against knife-edged cliffs, whipped up into a frenzied rush by a deafening storm. It was no different than most days now, and she could sleep through it until the magic calmed to gently lapping waves. Even now, fatigue crawled along the edges of her mind, a siren song lulling her into sweet oblivion after the nightmare the day had been.
But something tugged at her chest, held her taut as a bowstring. It would not allow her to sleep, to rest. Not until whatever was going to happen finally happened.
So she waited, and she listened to the soft sighs of her companions, of her beloved. How Xander had been willing to stay with her after everything, after the realization of what she was, of what lay buried in her bones, made her eyes burn with all the tears she had already cried and all of the ones not yet shed. How she ached to curl into his arms, to sleep, to rest.
Soon. The force holding her awake promised it would be soon.
Footsteps, near silent as they stumbled over the grass. The snap of a twig beneath the weight of a body, almost hidden entirely beneath the crackle of the fire. Heaving breaths, the smell of sweat and fear heavy in the air.
She kept her eyes firmly closed, but she already knew who it was. The pale elf, the vampire who was hiding in the daylight.
He had said nothing of himself, but she hadn’t needed much. There was fear in his eyes, hidden behind the cruel calculation and cunning that he masked himself with. And she would have been a fool not to notice the elongated incisors when he’d gotten close enough to hold a dagger to her throat.
His footsteps faltered, froze a few steps from her, and she held her breath, wondering what he would do next.
Her friends would call her nosey, but she felt the urge to find out what was going on, to dig deep into these new companions they had stumbled across. If for no other reason, than because they were people that needed help, and she would use every last drop of power crackling in her veins to help them.
She tried to keep her breathing even, soft. She was not adept at feigning unconsciousness, but perhaps the vampire wasn’t focused on everyone’s breathing patterns. Perhaps his mind was elsewhere, although she doubted prying would tell her much. His countenance was shifty, like he was forever balancing on the edge of the knife, preparing to bolt at the first sign of trouble.
More rustling, he was moving again. But strangely he was moving towards her. It sounded like he was sitting down, or perhaps kneeling, the subtle shift of his clothing against the damp grass telling her that he was close.
She could make out the frantic beat of his heart, flitting like hummingbird wings. His breath was coming in short rasps, and she could smell the sharp tang of sweat and fear burning her nose.
Scarlet rolled onto her back, eyes snapping open to see him unhinging his jaw, fangs sharp as knives as the firelight washed across them.
But just as quickly as he had bared his fangs he fell back, cursing as he stumbled to his feet, backing away from her.
Scarlet sat up, drawing her knees to her chest as she regarded him quietly. “Restless evening?”
He opened his mouth, closed it again. Some of the tension in his body melted away as confusion washed over his face like ocean waves reaching across a beach. “Excuse me?”
“You seem restless.”
His brow only furrowed more. “Yes, well I-” He froze, scowling then. “What is this about? You don’t seem surprised or upset in the least.”
“That you’re a vampire?” Now she was the one frowning, wondering if the fatigue creeping at the corners of her mind was at fault. “Why would I be upset about that?”
He blinked, slow at first, then faster, like there was something caught in his eyes. It made her smile, just a little, to see some of his facade slipping away already. He was no charming rake, of that she was certain. She had spent enough time with people pretending to be something they were not to tell when someone was hiding their true heart.
“I’m not stupid,” she muttered into the silence. “I knew you were a vampire immediately. You’re not exactly hiding it well.”
He looked almost hurt at that, although the expression was quickly replaced by a petulant frown. He huffed, crossing his arms. “What are you talking about? I’ve spent 200 years lurking in the shadows, no one has been able to tell.”
“Are you sure about that?”
Another huff, this one followed by what very well might have been a foot stomp. Scarlet fought against the urge to raise her brows, but she could not fight against the giggles that bubbled from her lips.
“What’s so funny? This isn’t exactly a laughing matter.”
He looked angry now, and his eyes flickered. It might have been a trick of the light, but Scarlet could feel it in her bones as surely as she could feel the rivers of energy that were drowning her cells. Fear, sharp and brutal as a well-honed blade.
“I’m sorry for laughing,” she said, unfolding from where she sat curled in her bedroll to stand. She held out her hands in peace, in apology. “I’m not laughing at you, or making fun of you. I suppose I find this all a little strange.”
Another huff, but he looked less annoyed, perhaps only slightly perturbed now. “Well you’re not the only one, dear. I’d say all of this is more than a little strange.”
“Please forgive me, I didn’t mean to insult you.”
His brows drew together, and he looked on the verge of saying something more, but he did not, only regarding her curiously.
“What exactly was it that you were doing anyways?”
A sigh, his head tipping to the side. “I suppose we couldn’t ignore the elephant in the room forever, could we, darling?”
“No, I think it’s probably a good thing if we address it.”
He inclined his head, eyes cast to the ground for a moment. “It’s not what you think, I swear. I only needed a little blood.”
She smirked, arms falling to her sides. “And you regularly take blood from sleeping victims?”
“What?” His brows shot up and his eyes shot to hers, wide and afraid again. “No, no I swear. I usually drink from animals. Bears, deer, kobolds, whatever I can get.”
“And do I look like a deer?” She was poking fun at him, trying to lighten the mood at least a little, and she was rewarded for her efforts with a wry smile.
“No, darling, although right now you are much more appetizing than one.”
She snorted, taking note of the twitch in Xander’s hand a few feet away. There was no way he was asleep. “Sorry, the kitchen’s closed.”
Astarion clicked his tongue, pouting a little. He was no longer afraid, and she felt a glimmer of delight like an ember cast from the fire beginning to bloom. If he was no longer afraid, then they were one step closer to trust. And trust was one step closer to friends, and that was a thought so delightful she smiled a little herself.
“I only meant to have a taste. I’m weak, too weak to hunt. I only wanted enough to regain some of my strength.”
She nodded, her mind already made up. It had been made up before she’d even opened her eyes to find him looming over her.
“Do you think you could trust me?”
She didn’t hesitate. “I do trust you.”
A pause, his eyes widening. “Well… Do you think you could trust me a little more? Do you think you could allow me to-”
“Yes.”
Again that look of surprise brightening his face, some of the darkness that had clung to him when they’d first met vanishing in a blink. He smirked, but it didn’t quite meet his eyes. “You didn’t even let me finish.”
“So you weren’t asking if you could drink my blood?”
His smile widened. “I certainly was, I just didn’t anticipate someone agreeing so quickly.”
She shrugged. She knew it wouldn’t cause her any danger, and even if it did, she would have gladly helped him anyways. There was clearly more hidden beneath the surface than he was willing to reveal tonight, and she wasn’t about to assume the worst. Yes, he had tried to attack her in her sleep, but so had Raven on multiple occasions, and Scarlet counted her amongst her closest friends.
“Scarlet.”
She looked over to find Xander sitting up now, his golden hair a mess, bags heavy under his eyes. He looked like he was on the verge of chastising her for making deals with vampires in the dead of night.
“Hello, my love,” she sang, ignoring the scowl he levelled on her. Xander wasn’t one for dark looks or reprimanding her, but when he did he could be unforgiving, reminding her more of the nobleman who had to rule his lands justly while scheming around his family’s machinations.
She knelt beside him, cupping his face and stroking his cheeks. “You look tired, my love. Maybe you should go back to sleep.”
“I had a dream you were about to do something foolish, and it made me so anxious it woke me up.” His voice was low, on the cusp of irate. He wasn’t buying her charade, although that didn’t mean she wouldn’t keep trying.
She gave him her sweetest smile, “It’s a good thing I would never do something foolish this late at night.”
One brow arched, his lips pursing. “Scarlet…”
She tipped his head to the side, her own head falling to the side to match. “Do you trust me?”
Resignation and fatigue washed over his face as he closed his eyes. “Of course I trust you.”
“Then you have to trust me, okay?”
Another sigh, and when he opened his eyes they were softer, the corners of his lips twitching like he was trying not to smile. “Didn’t you tell that to me before you jumped off a building?”
“And? I’m okay, aren’t I?”
An awkward cough erupted behind them, reminding Scarlet of why exactly Xander was annoyed with her. “Do you two need a bit of privacy?”
Xander’s glare was back in full force, although it was no longer directed at Scarlet, which was a relief. “You can give us another moment.”
“Don’t mind me, I’m only starving after not having a proper meal in centuries.”
Scarlet sat up straighter at that, whipping around before Xander could stop her. “What do you mean, centuries?”
Astarion’s shoulders slumped, his eyes flicking away from her. “I fear I’ve said too much.”
“Xander,” she whined, turning back around. “Babey.”
He sighed, shaking his head. “I trust you, I just don’t know if I trust him.”
“You wound me. I’ve never hurt a hair on your head.”
“You tried to suck my wife’s blood while she was asleep.”
“Yes, well, we all make mistakes sometimes.”
Scarlet covered her mouth to stifle a giggle. It did little to help, instead earning another scowl from Xander.
“It’s okay,” she said, still giggling as she tried to speak. “This is my decision. But will you hold my hand? Please, Xander?”
Xander held her eyes for a long moment, silent, before he finally nodded. “I’ll always be beside you, sunbeam. No matter what.”
“Well this is all very romantic, but I’m still over here, starving.”
Scarlet sat back, looking up at Astarion once more. Although his words had been sharp, there was something tired in his face, a heavy weight pushing down on him that she did not yet understand.
“You can drink my blood if you want,” she said, threading her fingers with Xander’s. “I trust you.”
The relief in his eyes reminded her of the dawn, sunshine cresting over the horizon and gilding the world in light. “Thank you.”
He gave an awkward flick of his hands as he tried to instruct her how to sit before he knelt beside her. His hands pressed against her shoulders, his eyes suddenly alight with feral, animal hunger. He bared his fangs, lunging for her neck in one quick motion.
His fangs sinking into her skin was like two shards of ice cutting into her, extinguishing some of the heat of the power roiling in her veins. She wondered, distantly, if she ought to have been a little less cavalier with offering up her carotid. She was not immortal, not by any stretch of the imagination, and power or no she could still be killed as easily as any mortal.
Well, almost as easily.
There was no fear of him draining her to death, but she supposed he could rip out her throat. Maybe.
It wasn’t exactly an experiment she was keen on trying, but she supposed it might work.
Xander’s hand squeezed hers tighter, his eyes dark as the midnight sky as they found hers in the shadows.
“Are you alright?”
She smiled, although she was unable to nod with the vampire still latched to her throat.
A fuzzy feeling came over her mind, blurring out the crackle of the fire, softening the sting of the smoke. She felt more tired than anything, and yearned to sleep, to get lost in her dreams until the sun was too high and too bright and it pierced through the veil of oblivion.
Several moments passed, and Astarion showed no signs of stopping. She supposed she could have tapped him, could have told him to stop, but she was not afraid of him. Instead, she idly tapped patterns onto Xander’s hand with her thumb, an old game they had played when they were younger and trapped in lessons together. She would tap out a rhythm for a song and he would have to pick it up and switch it to a new song.
They managed to get through a total of ten songs before Astarion yanked himself away with a gasp. He pulled away with such force he fell flat on his back, arms flailing before he managed to push himself back up, hand covering his mouth as blood trickled down the pallid skin of his chin.
“Are you alright?” She leaned forward, reaching out to steady him.
“How are you-” His eyes were wide as saucers, the red so bright they seemed to glow. “I didn’t mean to-”
She shook her head, waving her hands next to her face. “I’m alright, see? Not hurt in the least.”
Beside her, Xander narrowed his eyes. “You’re bleeding.”
“It’ll heal.”
Astarion was still staring like she’d grown a second head. “Why didn’t you stop me?”
She blinked. “You were hungry.”
“Yes, but I could have killed you.”
She shrugged, ignoring the sharp glare Xander levelled at her. “I don’t think you could have.”
His brow furrowed, his mouth quirking into a frown. “You’re awfully confident about that. Are you familiar with a vampire feeding from you?”
She snorted. “No, but I doubt my goddess would allow me to perish so easily when there is work to be done.”
That earned a small smile from Xander, her dearest confidante. The lie rolled easily from her tongue, like honey sweetening over-steeped tea.
Astarion took it easily, not questioning her as he shrugged. “Well, thank you. I’ll be off now, to hunt some great beast to further sate my thirst.”
He was gone without another word, swallowed by the shadows surrounding the camp.
Which meant that she was alone with an incredibly irritated Xander.
Scarlet whirled around, pressing a hand to Xander’s mouth before he could start laying into her.
“Not a word,” she whined. “I was just trying to help.”
Xander’s scowl did not budge, although he did remain quiet. Silence stretched between them, heavy and tense. Scarlet could feel herself wavering, her resolve a crumbling wall of sand beneath a gathering storm.
She didn’t like silence, and she liked tension even less. She had thought Xander would try to argue, or that his expression would at least change so she wasn’t frozen in place by the power of his glower.
Moments ticked by, nothing but the crackle and pop of the fire to fill the silent void growing between them. Another moment passed, and then another, and when it all became too much for Scarlet to bear, her eyes burning with unshed tears because she was tired and Xander was upset and couldn’t he just speak so his worries were free and they could both be at ease?
Xander’s breath was sharp, like he were steeling himself. And then he licked her hand.
Scarlet squealed, falling back as she shook her head. “Ew! Xander, that’s gross!”
He chuckled, the sharpness of his previous expression replaced by mirth, buoyant as driftwood on ocean waves. “It’s your own fault! You had your hand pressed against my face so long I thought I would suffocate!”
“Oh please.” She wiped her damp palm on the side of his face, earning a wicked look. “You could breathe perfectly fine. And that’s your own fault, too!”
He snatched up both her hands, leaning forward like he might tackle her. “I wasn’t the one that just let a vampire feed on me, Scarlet.”
She pouted, ignoring the furrow of his brows as he glared. “You usually call me sunbeam.”
“I-” He groaned, pinching the bridge of his nose. The corners of his lips twitched, like he was trying desperately not to smile. “It’s awfully late for your shenanigans.”
She reached up to brush a lock of hair back from his brow. His hair was always so perfectly tousled, styled just the right amount to make it look like he was carefree, like he hadn’t bothered to brush it at all, but still so devastatingly handsome you had no choice but to look twice. And while she’d always known the real Xander, the messy one, the sleepy one, the whiny one. The Xander that helped her do her laundry, that whined when he wanted a kiss, that laid his head in her lap while she sang to him in the evenings. Still, it was strange to see him like this, removed from their home, his hair a mess, sticking up at odd ends and flattened against the side of his head.
“Then get some rest, my love,” she murmured, tracing her hand down the line of his jaw. “It’s been a very long day, and you need to rest.”
He sighed, capturing her hand, holding it against his cheek. “I know you think you’re invincible, but you could have died today. Or worse.”
She winced, a dull ache rippling from the back of her skull down her spine. Her eye throbbed, and for a moment her stomach roiled at the memories of the day. Or days. She wasn’t sure how long she’d been on that ship, only that she wasn’t some alien creature yet. And none of her friends would be, ever.
“The ‘or worse’ is still on the table, unfortunately,” she said, trying to keep her tone light.
It was, undoubtedly, absolutely the wrong thing to say. Xander’s expression darkened, his eyes shuttering.
“My love I didn’t mean it like that,” she breathed, her voice feather-soft. “Only that… Well…”
She’d only meant to joke around, but she doubted that would be a response Xander very much liked either. “I don’t really know what I’d meant.”
Another sigh, his eyes falling closed. “I understand what you were trying to do. But I worry. Right now more than anything.”
“We’ll get through this,” she insisted. They would, they had to. She would not accept another solution. She’d never been one to yield, not without a fight, and she was quite adept at winning fights. “We’ll find a solution.”
Xander squeezed her hand, leaning forward until their brows pressed together. “I’ll accept nothing less. We’re getting through this, and I will make them take that worm out of your brain myself if I have to.”
She giggled, stroking his cheek. “Always the drama queen.”
“Isn’t that why you love me?”
She rolled her eyes. “Among other things.”
She felt his smirk as he brushed his lips to the curve of her jaw. “Care to tell me about all these other things?”
“Unfortunately, it’s quite late,” she said, tapping his chest. “We don’t have the time, and I find I’m suddenly very exhausted.”
He drew away, shaking his head. “And whose fault is that?”
“Xander, he needs to eat, I’m not going to let him starve. And we both know I’m the best person for the job.”
Her power was muffled, if only just, but still it replenished her veins quickly, knit her skin back together without so much as a scar. Her body would heal itself quicker than she could be drained.
“I’ll heal quickly, and it means no one else will be at risk,” she continued, trying to make him understand, to trust her. “My love, Xander, do you trust me?”
“I trust you,” he breathed, still clutching one of her hands to his cheek. “But I’m terrified. I don’t want to lose you.”
“And you won’t.” She slid her free hand up to his other cheek, caressing the wind-kissed skin. “I love you, I will always come back to you.”
“I wish you could stop sacrificing yourself,” he muttered, sounding unconvinced, sounding hurt. “I wish you would stop putting yourself in harm’s way for everyone else. What about you?”
“Xander…” Pain spiderwebbed out from her heart, clawing through the cage of her ribs and branching out to bury in her veins, in her bones. “You know I can’t.”
He looked like he wanted to say more, anger flickering in the dark of his eyes. But instead he only looked away, raking a hand through his hair, making it even messier than before.
“Come lie down with me,” he said instead, holding out his arms. “I need to hold you.”
She curled against his chest, letting him draw her into his arms as he laid them both down. There were words unsaid, lodged deep in his throat, and she knew this conversation was not over, this fight not yet at its conclusion. This was only a respite, a temporary truce.
“I love you,” she murmured, her words catching against the fabric of his shirt. “I love you so much Xander that it hurts.”
“And I love you,” he breathed, his words tangling in her hair. “I love you to the edge of the world, to the end of time.”
Her blood still roiled, her stomach churning, and a new weight had settled on her chest as something strange brewed between them. But for now they were both safe, for now they could be at peace.
#astarion ancunin#astarion bg3#bg3 astarion#astarion x oc#oc: scarlet parker#oc: xander rogers#ocs: the luminaries#across the luminaries-verse bg3 edition
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1, 18, 19, 68 for Lucien
thank you for the ask Alex!
(questions from here).
1 - Why did you pick the race you did for your Tav?
Lucien is actually my very first tav, back then I picked his race solely on aesthetics because of the faces being race specific.
I never did finish that playtrough with him... but hey extremely revamped besides basic backstory and appearance similarities is try number 2!
18 - Who is your Tav’s biggest rival?
In general Lucien holds a deep and petty dislike for his former dorm-mate Xander Eltan - a divination wizard who was just generally really really really annoying. (seriously, if you don't stop telling me 'see if you were a divination wizard-' every time I stub my toe i'm going to raise your great grandpa's corpse and have him strangle you motherfucker).
Amongst the group it is Gale. Not for any actual dislike mind you. Lucien just sees himself as inferior to Gale's talents (he was an archmage for the gods sake). Lucien has so so so many issues with needing to be needed and in this aspect he's the inferior wizard.
19 - Who is your Tav romancing, if anyone?
We aren't there yet but Lucien is going to be romancing Wyll 🧡
68 - How does your Tav get along with each party member?
Lucien is decently pleasant because he's very kind but also... uh - just don't talk to him too long. He does have that off putting necromancer energy and will begin talking corpses and anatomy unprompted.
Relationships with specific party members below the cut:
Lae'zel can easily boss him around - Lucien is frankly just scared of her at this point early in their journey. I think this'll change after the creche and he will see another side of her, realise they're more alike than they think.
Astarion thinks he is easy to manipulate and thinks he has him wrapped around his finger. Lucien is definitely easy to push around but he is not wrapped around his finger. He just keeps staring and hovering around Astarion because he's an undead and Lucien has invasive questions that he wants to ask - but isn't asking them after being reprimanded one too many times earlier in the journey.
Gale actually enjoys talking with Lucien - unaware of Luciens feelings of incompetence compared to the other wizard. He is just glad to have another wizard to talk to and compare notes with. Gale is filling a bit of a professor/mentor role for the young wizard, even though he just sees it as scholarly banter at the moment.
Shadowheart finds him odd but nice, and Lucien feels awkward after being well, reprimanded for asking too many invasive questions. He likes her though, just wishes she could stop being so secretive! (Shart has not spilled the Shar beans yet in this run).
Karlach thinks he's a hoot and actually laughs at his necromancy jokes. She isn't 100% comfortable with the raising the death thing but she does find it cool in a morbid sort of way. Lucien adores Karlach's energy and really admires her outlook on life - trying to live it to the fullest despite her engine problems.
Wyll relates to and admires Lucien's strong sense of justice, and is glad to have another in the party that actively goes out of their way to want to help people. And the fact that he's sticking close has nothing to do with the fact that Lucien was his crush as a teenager. Meanwhile, Lucien does not remember Wyll from their shared past of noble parties in the upper city (a fact Wyll is not keen on reminding him off - what a fumbling young boy he was) and is just happy to have found someone to bond to early on that doesn't mind the necromancy thing. And that can be charming enough for the both of them.
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Hello! My name is Sakia. I'm a multi-fandom artist, writer, and general crazy lady. 27 / fem / she/her
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Featured Fandoms / Works
Astarion x Lilith Tag
Solo Astarion Tag
Aria of Echoing Shadows: E (ARCHIVE WARNINGS APPLY) - High-born, impressionable, and the descendant of infamous necromancers — she is the perfect target for Astarion. They grow close, but between the manipulations, long battles, and literal haunting of their campgrounds, they discover that their pasts intertwine and their lifelong tormentors are close allies. A vampire lord and a master necromancer make for a terrible combination. Now, it is up to Astarion and Lilith to uncover the secrets obscured by their abusers and put an end to whatever diabolic scheme they hatched... whatever that could be. An expansion on the Astarion romance and story line combined with an original story line for Noble Tav. IN PROGRESS
A Charlatan's Masquerade: E (ARCHIVE WARNINGS APPLY) After escaping the tyrannical household of her father, runaway Lilith and her mother Taisia settle in the remote arcadia that is the barony of Rosefair, far from Baldur's Gate. Peace is disrupted when the once-abandoned Castle Rosefair suddenly is occupied by a new, mysterious lord: Astarion Ancunin. After she discovers his terrifying secret, Astarion extorts the runaway to assist him in his lordly duties and perhaps even help him rise to the power he always coveted. Meanwhile, Lilith vows to uncover the secrets of the Ascended Vampire and possibly even find a way to defeat him. That is, if he doesn't devour her body and soul first. IN PROGRESS
Hunting the Sun: E (ARCHIVE WARNINGS APPLY) - For centuries, Cazador Szarr coveted the secrets of disabling his most debilitating weakness: the sun. The answer lied in a magical flower dubbed the Corona Lily. Cazador discovered that the flower's magic had passed onto a newborn girl, so he burned the baby's home, killed her parents, and assumed the title of her father. After two decades, his flower managed to escape, so he is forced to send his spawn, Astarion, to bring her back. As the two journey back to Baldur's Gate, the secrets of the flower unravel and weave about a new fate for them both. Tangled-Inspired AU COMPLETE
Quiche x Ichigo Tag
Just a Drop of Magic: G - The Mews and their new co-workers take a day trip to a famous theme park and everyone seems to be in high spirits. And yet, Ichigo cannot help but feel bittersweet about the experience when it comes to broken dreams. She won't stay sad for long, not if Quiche has anything to say about it. COMPLETE
Don the Wings That I'll Become: T - Chosen by the Planet, Ichigo Momomiya and her friends are turned into Reyvateils, beings that can transform their powerful feelings into Song Magic using a mysterious and ancient language called Hymmnos. As Ichigo and the others grow more powerful and deepen their understanding of Hymmnos and Song Magic, they soon learn that there is more to the aliens' invasion than meets the eye. Who decides which side Earth belongs to? IN PROGRESS
Xander x Mozu Tag
Leo x Sakura Tag
The Princess and the Pauper: T - To prevent all out war between Nohr and Hoshido, a peace treaty will be sealed with the arranged marriage of Prince Xander and Princess Sakura. The shy Hoshidan princess asks her handmaiden, Mozu, to switch places with her out of fear and curiosity for her new fiance. To complicate matters more, the two princes are falling for maidens who are not their betrothed. It’s a romance of false identities that would make Shakespeare proud. COMPLETE
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Roleplay Information
Hey y’all, since this is also an RP blog, simple information is down below.
Name’s Ghost. Pronouns are he/him, and I’m 20. I roleplay with no one under the age of 18 and am multifandom.
To get into the bread and butter of things, I do primarily cc x cc and sometimes oc x cc. Almost all of my rps have been ship-based, so that’s what I’m used to. I focus on m/m or m/f, rarely f/f. No incest, no pedophilia, no beastiality. I’ve got no triggers and am down for any genre of roleplay. I’ve been writing for ten years and absolutely enjoy angst and worldbuilding if it applies
I AM MULTIFANDOM, but also do OC / OC rps. Past the Keep Reading is a list of the fandoms I currently partake in/ocs I have so far (will be edited/updated periodically)
I rp on Discord and thru email! The best way to get in contact with me is my Tumblr DMs, my Discord is burnedfreedom. Discussion and rp can take place there.
BELOW THE CUT: FANDOMS, CHARACTERS
Baldur's Gate 3 Canon Characters: Gale, Gortash, (to be added)
Baldur's Gate 3 OCs: Sirilius Aendryr (Evil Durge), Amalica Torndar (Redeemed Durge), Rhys Cerellan (Tav), Elyeras Rilyndar (Tav)
Dishonored: Corvo Attano, Lord Treavor Pendleton, Overseer Teague Martin
Fire Emblem Awakening: M/F!Robin, Frederick, Virion, Sumia, Lon’qu, Ricken, Libra, Olivia, Say’ri, Priam, Inigo, Brady, Cynthia, M/F!Morgan, Severa, Laurent, Noir, Yarne
Fire Emblem Fates: M!Corrin, Jakob, Hinoka, Takumi, Saizo, Subaki, Xander, Laslow, Selena, Arthur, Benny, Shigure, Dwyer, Sophie, Shiro, Kiragi, Siegbert, Percy, Ignatius
Fire Emblem Three Houses: Dimitri, Edelgard, Ferdinand, Hubert, Seteth, M/F!Byleth, Felix, Mercedes, Annette, Lorenz, Balthus
- Concerning FE, if you want someone specific, just ask me!
Hetalia: England, France, Germany, Austria, Prussia, America, Scotland, Russia (this does include Nyo for all, 2P for some ; just ask).
- If you want someone who is not listed, just ask me. I'm flexible.
Pokémon Series (Video Games): Maxie, Cyrus, Prof. Sycamore, Milo, Kabu, Piers, Cyllene, Melli, Iscan
Fandoms to be Added: ???
Universes/AUs: Vampires/Supernatural, Steampunk, Cyberpunk/Dystopian Future, Fallout/Post Nuclear War, Superpowers, 80s, etc.
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A Brief Summary of my OCs
Dragon age:
My two main worldstates are:
Rein -> Xander -> Ozias/Ivy
Atalanta -> ??? -> Sataa
Mass Effect:
My Shepard
Baldur’s Gate 3:
Tav: Trinka
Elder Scrolls Online:
Both’nn
Wayfarer:
My MC
Pathfinder:
Commander: Evodius
Dragon Age:
Name: Rein Surana
Gender: Man - he/him
Age: 19-20 as of Origins
Class: Mage - Spirit
Speciality: primarily Spirit Healer, later Shapeshifter
Romance: Morrigan (during origins) Zevran (after origins)
Main Decisions:
Saved Redcliffe
Killed Connor
Poisoned the Ashes
Sided with the mages
Sided with the elves
Destroyed the Anvil
Bhelan crowned
Loghian recruited
Anora Queen
Dark Ritual Competed
Name: Xander Hawke
Purple Hawke
Gender: Man - he/him
Age: 24-31 as of 2
Class: Rouge - Dual Wielding
Speciality: Duelist
Romance: Fenris (friendship)
Main Decisions:
Bethany died in the Deep Roads
Dueled the Arishok
Supported the templars
Anders spared
Name: Ozias Lavellan
Gender: Man - he/him
Age: 29-31 as of Inquisition
Class: Mage - Inferno
Speciality: Knight Enchanter
Occupation: Keepers First, Inquisitor
Romance: Dorian
Name: Ivy Lavellan
Gender: Woman - she/her
Age: 32-34 as of Inquisition
Class: Warrior - Sword and Shield
Specialty: Reaver
Occupation: Clan Hunter, Inquisition Agent
Romance: Solas
Main Decisions:
Allied with the Mages
Allied with the Wardens
the Warden Contact left in the Fade (Logian)
Briala behind Gaspard on throne
Drank from the Well (Ozias)
Inspired Leliana Divine
Bull betrayed (didn't complete personal quest)
Inquisition under Chantry
Redeem Solas
Name: Atalanta Aeducan
Gender: Butch Woman - she/her
Age: 23-24 as of Origins
Class: Rouge - Duel Wielding
Speciality: primarily Duelist, later Bard
Romance: Leliana
Main Decisions:
Saved Redciffe
Saved Connor with Circle Mages
Didn’t poison the Ashes
Sided with the mages
Sided with the elves
Didn’t destroy the Anvil
Bhelan crowned
Zevran betrayed the Warden
Anora and Alistair crowned
Loghian executed
Didn’t complete Dark Ritual
Did the Ulimate Sacrifice
Name: Sataa Adaar
Gender: Transwoman - she/her
Age: 42-44 as of Inquisition
Class: Mage - Electric
Specialty: Rift Mage
Romance: Blackwall
Main Decisions:
Conscripted the Templars
Allied with the Wardens
Hawke left in the fade (Elwin)
Celene alone crowned
Morrigan drank from the Well
Bull didn't get recruited
Vivienne Divine
Inquisition disbanded
Stop Solas at any cost
Mass Effect:
Name: Lucas Shepard
Renegade
Gender: Male - he/him
Class: Infiltrator
Background: Earthborn
Reputation: Ruthless
Romance: none
Main Decisions:
Killed the Rachni Queen
Didn't kill Wrex
Ashley left on Virmire
Didn't save the Council
Completed all Loyalty Missions
Saved Maecon's Data
Killed Morinth
Saved Collector base
Grunt died during Suicide Mission
Sabotaged the Cure (shot Mordin and later Wrex)
Killed Kaiden
Killed the clone Rachni Queen
Brokered peace between Geth and Quarian
Miranda died
Samara committed suicide
Anderson survived
Destroy ending (died)
Baldur's Gate 3:
Name: Trinka Tyrelm
Gender: Womanish - she/they
Age: 26
Noble
Class: Ranger - Hunter
Romance: Lae'zel
Main Decisions:
Redeemed Kalgha, poisoned goblin camp
Lae'zel became
Cleansed the Shadowlands
Didn't kill the Nightsong
Wyll's pact broken and father dead
Minc recruited
Killed Calador, Astarion broke the staff and left party
Freed Orpheus, Orpheus became a mindflayer
Left the Crown
Wyll and Karlach in Adverus
Lae'zel did not become queen
Wayfarer:
Name: Nemato Varyn
Gender: Male - he/him
Age: 32
Child of the Fields
Half Melusine
Romance: none
Main Decisions:
Couldn't stop Aeran from taking the chalice
Conviced Lethalis to continue the mission
???
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WIP Ask Game
Tagged by @bardic-inspo! Thank you so much for tagging me!!!!!!
Rules:
Post the names of all the files in your WIP folder, regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous. Let people send you an ask with the title that most intrigues them and then post a little snippet of it or tell them something about it! Tag as many people as you have WIPs.
There's so many haha.
The Arcana
End Up Here, Part Two, Chapter 15 (Julian x Lucio x Apprentice, long-fic)
End Up Here, Part One, Edited (Julian x Lucio x My Fan Apprentice Bakuli, an edited version of EUH to include specific things from her backstory)
BG3
Dark Star, Chapter 2 (Past!Gortash x Past!Tav and Astarion x Karlach x Tav long-fic)
Mirror (Astarion x Tav fluffy smut)
Intertwined (Zevlor x Tav smut)
JJK
Sea Salt (Nanami Kento x Reader smut)
Starlight (Nanami x Gojo x Reader smut)
Misc.
Wings (Camilla x Reader smut, Fire Emblem: Fates)
Undone (Xander x Reader smut, Fire Emblem: Fates)
Silver Scars, Chapter 4 (Alucard x OC smut, Castlevania)
Feel free to ask about any of these! I have some other WIP's in my lists, but these are ones that I'm actually currently working on. And in terms of tagging others, I tag anyone who wants to do this! I'd love to see what y'all are working on :)
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