#🌓 moonlit desires 🌙

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happy three months anniversary to us ཐི❤︎ཋྀ

#astarifen stays winning or smth like that teehee

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🪦 Graveyard Date 🪦

ship: astarifen

content warning: bg3 spoilers, kn!fe (dagger) mention

author's note: had this special scene in the game n i just had to write it down 😪 (meeks told me to do so /hj)

word count: around 1.2k

After Cazador has been defeated and the pale elf had regained his cool, the party went back to the Elfsong Tavern where they had rented the entire upper floor just a couple hours ago. They all were tired, exhausted and wounded by the numerous fights with Wolves, Werewolves, Vampires and other undead creatures. Astarion kept quiet the entire walk, and so did Fenren, wanting to give his lover the space and time he needed after reliving the traumatic events in Cazador’s palace. Once they reached their chambers, Jaheira used the last bit of magic which she had left to patch up her companions with a healing spell which led to everyone mumbling a “Thank you” at her. 

The hours passed rather quickly, and by now the party had changed into their comfier clothes, their bellies full with delicious food from the bar of the Tavern and ready to get a good night’s rest. This was also Fenren’s plan. The day had been long and the young half-elf had been feeling tired ever since the adrenalin left his body, which was shortly after arriving back at the Tavern. He sat on his bed, staring at nothing in particular, yet his mind was full of so many thoughts and concerns. His head perked up as he felt the side of his bed lowering, seeing his lover sit down. The younger one’s eyes went big, like the ones of a puppy and he couldn’t help but stare. Astarion kept silent for a while, gathering his thoughts before he started speaking: “I should probably start getting used to the shadows again. Who knows how long I have left in the sun?” 

“We’ll find a way for you to be able to continue walking in the sun. The ritual wasn’t our last chance, I’m sure.” Fenren said, being optimistic as always. 

Astarion let out a quiet sigh, yet a small smile covered his face. “Maybe never seeing the sun again is just the price for my freedom.” 

“Even if it is, that won’t change my opinion about you. I’ll be with you either way, I promised you that.” The ash-blond held himself back from taking his partner‘s hand, not knowing with what he’d be comfortable by now. The pale elf stood up, making the taller one look up as he was still sitting. “There’s something I’d like to show you. Not far out in the city. If you’re alright with that, that is.”

Fenren agreed, and soon they were out walking around Baldur’s Gate. The air was rather warm, yet there was a slight breeze blowing through the streets and alleys, making it comfortable to walk around.

They soon reached the graveyard, the moon shining bright, lighting up the many different tombstones. It was silent, no soul being around. Fenren took a quick look around, remembering the place. They had been fighting some Kobolds here as they were passing through on their way to the Devil’s Fee. He didn’t speak, just looked at his partner who stood in front of a tombstone which was overgrown with ivy. Astarion didn’t speak either but he moved up to the gravestone and removed the plants carefully, revealing the carved-in letters and numbers. “Nearly two hundred years and it’s my first time being here again after what he did to me.” the pale elf spoke. “When I finally got out, Cazador was waiting. From that day on I was his. Until today.” His gaze was sealed onto the gravestone. 

Fenren chose his words wisely, not wanting to seem like it wasn’t a big deal for what happened to Astarion. “You didn’t choose to become his. What he did was take you by force.” 

“That doesn’t change the fact that he did take it, leaving almost nothing left of the person I was. All he left behind was a name on a rock. And now…now I need to figure out who I am and what I want.” The pale elf became quieter towards the end of his sentence, still looking at the tombstone. 

Fenren’s gaze fixated on his lover, and he spoke with sincerity: “You’re the one I love. The one I want.” 

Astarion smiled, almost instantly replying with a “I feel the same.” followed by a short pause before he continued. “You were by my side through all of this. Through bloodlust and pain and misery. You were patient. You cared. You trusted me when that was an objectively stupid thing to do.” He paused again, thinking of how to word his next sentence. “I feel safe with you. And whatever the future holds for me, I don’t want to lose that.” 

The young half-elf has been listening intently, his partner’s words clearly touching his heart, meaning a whole lot to him. He smiled, his heterochromia eyes sparkling in the moonlight and his gaze full of love. “Whatever happens in the future, just know I’ve always got you. Just like I promised.” 

The vampire’s gaze softened, an almost relieved “Thank you.” leaving his lips before he turned back to the gravestone. “I should probably fix this.” he mumbled, taking out a dagger and carefully carving in the numbers of the current year, just under the ones which showed his living days almost two centuries ago. Once he was done he put away the dagger and kneeled down in front of the stone. The ash-blonde remained silent, letting Astarion have his moment. He just kneeled down next to him, hands on his lap and his gaze on the gravestone. 

“I’ve been dead in the ground for long enough.” The vampire broke the silence with those words. “It’s time I try living again.” Astarion turned so he was facing his partner, taking the younger one’s hands in his. “With everything that life has to offer.” 

Fenren looked at his lover innocently, a small. confused smile on his face. “Meaning…?” 

“You know what I mean, Darling.” Is all the pale elf said before sitting up straight again. “I have to be honest with you though. When we first met, I didn’t care about you.” This made the young half-elf chuckle. interrupting the older one. “No, that’s valid!”

Astarion chuckled as well, shaking his head before he turned serious again. “But I do care about you now. Being with you is more than just…lust or manipulating you into a tactical alliance.” He paused, just like he did before. “I love you. I love this. And I want it all.” His words were soft and gentle spoken, but most importantly; they were the truth. 

Astarion reached out, cupping Fenren’s cheek, his thumb carefully tracing over the scar which the younger elf had gotten during a fight back when he was a child, before leaning in for a short kiss.

As he pulled away, they both smiled, their gazes full of love. The vampire gently pushed the bigger one back so he now leaned on his elbows, watching his boyfriend intently, a smile still on his face. Astarion crawled so he was now leaning over the younger one before he kissed him hungrily yet still softly, pushing his partner more and more against the dirty floor, making both of them have a night they won’t soon forget. 

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i can see what you’re implying here . my dear

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"i love you. i love this. and i want it all."

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my pretty little star ⭐️

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i love his smile <3

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never forgetting the most unimpressed look on his face whilst the game told me he’s inspired by a dragon 😭

meanwhile me who stood there like "a dRAGON"

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ANYWAYZ .

my sunshine . my darling boy !! i am giving him the biggest kith ever

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I LOVE YOU TOO .

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oh i love the sound of that too 'starion <3

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my pretty, pretty boy who i appreciate and love so much

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so 'starion is most likely a moon high elf . meaning he’d have white hair regardless of being turned BUT ALSO MEANING . there’s two possible eye colors hed have before turning !! blue or green .

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have my vampire husband before i get off work<3

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oooo astarion‘s 5'9 why didn’t i know this before-

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his eyes speak NOVELS when you ask for the drow twins‘ services even tho he’s joking around BUT GOD DAMN HIS EYES TELL THE TRUTH ABT HIS FEELINGS SO WELL .

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neil stream done . time to eep w/ vampire hubby 💤