#m!tavstarion

[ancunin-slxt]

Decided there's too much f!Tav stuff and Astarion is queer as hell (and pan, to boot.)

I'm going to be writing my own stuff. Due to how I'm feeling atm there's definitely going to be dysphoria heavy content but I'm happy to take requests. I haven't written in forever but this beautiful elven bitch has gotten me feeling some things.

I'd prefer nb and male/masc identifying folks interact, only.

MINORS DNI FFS

I'll be writing about trans men in varying stages of transition. I personally don't love the ambiguous point in transition smut/fic but I also understand why others feel that way. I'll write at any point I feel like, whatever y'all request, etc. I'm also open to other fics or pairings. This isn't all going to be Smut but like I said, I feel like queer men/nbs deserve more Astarion. Hmu.

[ltleflrt]

The Sun, The Moon, and The Night

Chapter 13

Another spell was at the tip of Kestrel’s tongue, his hands raised to weave power into an attack, when he was hit from behind and knocked to the ground. His face hit the dirt hard enough to daze him, and all he could register was the pain from the impact and the weight on his back pushing him deeper into the mud. It crushed the air from his lungs so he couldn’t even whisper a cantrip if his head was clear enough to think of one.

But the weight disappeared almost as quickly as it settled over him, and Kestrel watched with blurry vision as Astarion stabbed the everliving fuck out of the wild-shaped shadow druid that had attacked him. Astarion’s teeth were bared in a vicious grin that was both triumphant and joyful.

He looks like he’s having a good time, Kestrel thought with woozy amusement.

Astarion proved him right by laughing when the druid went still under his attack. But then Astarion’s movements slowed. He pulled his blades free of the druid’s mangled flesh, and Kestrel saw his attention zero in on the blood dripping from his dagger. He was breathing hard from exertion, and his nostrils flared as he brought the blade closer to his face.

Oh, he’s hungry.

[solmesia]

snork mimimimi

[eemamminy-art]

Pulse 🩸

[shiroesuna]

Astaerys (Astarion and Elaerys) relationship dynamics

[sadshlyapa]

I swear to god there's a dart board in my head and every month or so my brain throws a piece of chewed gum at it and decides which out of 5-8 recurring ships/fandoms is like 73% of my personality now.

[snowfolly]

Tavstarion sketch dump (extravaganza)

Playing with different brushes and featuring m! & f! Tali ✨

(I may or may not do more with one or more of these hmmm)

[alpaca-clouds]

Heartbeat [Tavstarion Hurt/Comfort]

Based on this post from last week on Astarion getting his vampirism healed, but not his PTSD, I kinda wanted to explore that in a little fic. With High Elf Astarion still struggling with nightmares.

Heartbeat

Fandom: Baldur's Gate 3 Shipping: Astarion/m!Tav Genre: Hurt/Comfort

Even more than one year after Cazador's death, the old vampire still haunts Astarion's nightmares.

[argetcross]

I got reverse uno tagged by @corviiids! <3

self-rec rules: when you get this, reply with your favorite five fics that you’ve written, then pass on to at least five some other writers. Let’s spread the self-love 💞

"wasting beats of this heart of mine" [hades game, gen/thanzag, M] - Pretty easy first place. Zagreus becomes mortal in exchange for his memories and grows up raised by a mortal son of Demeter with no idea who his parents are. Come for the thanzag, stay for mythical and Bronze Age-flavored ancient Greece, mortal and god relationships, questions about death and duty and love, and Callisto (🐻). Not sure who's let me get away with writing this for so long, but for some reason, people are willing to get on my wild ride.

"Two Hour Vacation" [my hero academia, tododeku, E] - Todoroki seeks Midoriya out on the evening of his abusive father's funeral and loses his virginity. I don't write a lot of smut, but I'm very proud of the flavors in this one.

"Stray Italian Greyhound" [my hero academia, momojiro, bg tododeku, M] - The best and only sex comedy I've ever written. Someone called it wlw/mlm solidarity. Nostalgic for that time in college when everyone's discovering what sex is? This is the fic for you.

"The Wyrmtongue Heist" [baldur's gate 3, tavstarion/gen, T] - Keres, my Tav, has a really shitty family of elves that belongs to the Cult of the Dragon. Unfortunately, they also have the key to returning to Avernus and reuniting with Karlach. It's self-indulgent, full of banter, and I'm really happy with it. This is like my version of playing DND with myself.

"The Art of Suicide" [fe13, say'ri and morgan, T] - Morgan asks about death in Chon'sin and Say'ri remembers her brother who sold their kingdom for her. A heavier fic written a long time ago, but I think it stands well.

tagging: anyone who wants to do this!!! my brain is soup right now, but if you are reading this, consider yourself tagged.

[mjwiththefangs]

Trickery & Daggers Masterlist ✦

An Archfey warlock meets a runaway Vampire Spawn. What could possibly go wrong? They and their newly found allies each seek to rid themselves of the unwanted worms in their skull and stave off impending doom for at least another day together.

Also available on AO3

Rated M. Eventual smut

Warnings: (to be added)

Centres on my Tav, Morgana, an Archfae Warlock. I might be a bit obsessed with her.

Entirely self indulgent.

Game retelling, with my own flair added. Tavstarion. Found family trope and camp shenanigans.

Chapter List:

Chapter 1 - Tumblr / AO3

In which we meet (almost) everyone.

Chapter 2 - Tumblr / AO3

In which we encounter the emerald grove and greet some residents.

Chapter 3 - Tumblr / AO3

In which a snake is dealt with, and a nice night around the bonfire is had.

Chapter 4 - Tumblr / AO3

In which a hot tiefling is collected, and some campmates spar.

Chapter 5 - Tumblr / AO3

In which we get to know everyone a little more.

Chapter 6 - Tumblr / AO3

In which a hungry vampire comes calling.

[dragon--sage]

writing patterns

ty @cleric4vampire for tagging me in this!!! and i'm tagging @sillyliterature and @darethshirl (i'm so sorry i'd tag more of you but my brain is fried af. if you see this consider yourself tagged and i would love to see them if you decide to share!!)

rules: list the first line(s) of your last 10 posted fics and see if there's a pattern!

in order from newest to oldest! click the title for the link to each.

LINES

Radiant Hopeful (bg3, astarion x tav)

“Astarion, can I show you something?”

Nightswim (bg3, astarion x tav)

It was a quiet evening in camp, and Nyana was sitting a ways off from the fire, on a hollowed-out log, working on a few rather pathetic sketches of the local plant life.

Spark That Set the Pyre (bg3, astarion x tav, explicit)

Most nights, when Astarion fed off Nyana, she tried to keep her interest and involvement as prim and polite as possible.

The Chivalrous Charlatan (bg3, astarion x tav)

Astarion was going to kill the sorcerer.

Someone I Like Better (bg3, astarion x tav, explicit)

It was night and day, how completely things had changed between Astarion and Nyana, after Cazador had been finished—after the graveyard.

Sunstruck (bg3, astarion x tav)

“Pouting? Or plotting?”

Places of Oblivion (dragon age inquisition, unfinished solavellan modern au, explicit)

Ellana, usually, did not fuck with dating apps.

No Better Waste of Time (dragon age inquisition, unfinished solavellan fix-itish longfic, explicit)

In a darkened attic with a vaulted ceiling, many cobwebs, and one industrious family of rats (who liked to keep to themselves), Ellana Lavellan sat cross-legged in front of an inactive but intact eluvian, her reflection a glaring smudge in the warped surface of the silvery glass.

Her Eyes the Stars (dragon age inquisition, solavellan)

Her eyes — Void take him — he could easily spend a century trying to capture the way their startling amber color appeared in different lighting.

Etha, Ama (dragon age inquisiiton, solavellan, explicit)

It was Satinalia — Feastday.

and bonus even though it's not within the last 10 i have such a soft spot for this fic:

Cry Havoc! (dragon age inquisition, gen fic, background solavellan)

Marquise Briala and Empress Celene were clearly arguing, but Ellana Lavellan was going to interrupt them anyway.

PATTERNS

Um these are all products of my respective hyperfixations on solavellan and tavstarion, so there's that. I see a few long ass run ons, as I expected ahahhaa, but also short, clipped ones. Only a few are in between. Some of them drop you right into the action and others are more scene-setting. The em dash (l m a o). Other than that I think I've been looking at this too long to see anything except my own questionable grammatical choices 😂

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my penchant for info dumping scene-setting run ons makes this extremely difficult but in case anyone else wants to try:

Vixstarria's additional rule: see if you can arrange the lines into a semi-coherent crackfic.

[aevallare]

writing patterns tag gaaaaame :3c

tagged by the lovely @otemporanerys thank you thank you thank you <3

Rules: list the first line(s) of your last 10 posted fics and see if there's a pattern!

(i will be going by last updated because i cba figuring out what my last 10 actually posted are lmao)

ok! under the cut!

1. pour one out (f!tavstarion)

She and Astarion were never going to have as long as they liked because Astarion would live forever and Auri was only mortal.

2. kindred (f!tavstarion)

For Auri, the world has always been a matter of song. Other things were important too, of course, but home as Auri knows it has always been a fickle thing. She’s only ever consistently found it in song. People came and went, but the music she heard in everything was the only constant in a life defined by nomadism. Well, and Viv. There was also Viv.

3. infinite duress (f!tavstarion)

Teasing Auri is like breathing.

4. hypotheticals (wyllstarion)

The music in the inn is raucous. The tieflings know how to throw a party, but Wyll is too introspective to partake. As he watches, Gale tries desperately to trick Astarion into conversation. Astarion, for his part, looks like he’d rather be anywhere else.

5. green-eyed (shadowtavstarion)

Shadowheart had been skeptical of continuing their arrangement, but as time passes, being with Auri and Astarion comes to be the thing in her life that makes the most sense. They come and they go at irregular intervals, and Shadowheart doesn’t always know when they’ll show up at her cottage, but they never leave her alone for long, and she never complains when they appear.

6. oneiric (shadowtavstarion)

Auri’s no fool. She has no right to the intricacies and full truths of what Astarion went through in the centuries before the tadpole, when he was a spawn rather than an adventurer and when Auri was a jester rather than the Hero of Baldur’s Gate. People recognize them, now, in the street. “The hero and her lover!” they call out when Auri and Astarion walk by, though his vampirism is luckily still a secret.

7. excuses (f!tavstarion)

The orthon’s dead and his stronghold is now their camp for the evening. It’s a nice change from the usual; after barricading the entrance, they won’t even have to take watches. It’s well-fortified and Auri’s reasonably confident that they’ve wiped out anything in the immediate area that might want to kill them.

8. tumble (m!tavstarion)

When Astarion falls, he falls hard. From grace and from the mind flayer ship that snatched him out of Baldur’s Gate. Before that, though, there’s a tadpole and a pod not altogether different from a coffin. There are brains that walk the squelching, fleshy floor of the nautiloid and the beating wings of fiends launching an all-out assault.

9. vow (f!tavstarion)

Auri’s cycle has always been a fickle thing. It’s stabilized some in the months following their defeat of the Elder Brain and as her stress and anxiety have leveled out, but her cycle is still far from predictable.

10. cursed (bloodweave)

When Gale Dekarios was born, there were whispers that he was cursed.

hm. okay. as far as patterns. i. don't know. lmao. i should write stuff that doesn't have astarion, i guess, but that's nothing. erm. i don't know? embarrassing. pensive emoji.

i'll tag @dwarfsized @the-neon-pineapple @caspercryptid @again-please @deltatime @commander-krios @cursedhaglette @scaryanneee hehe :)

[m3rricat]

m3rricat - BG3 fanfic masterpost

Advocatus Ardens (AO3) (ongoing) [M rating, wyllstarion slowburn, Wyll POV, modern Baldur's Gate with some magic still lurking there AU, public defender!Wyll and client!Astarion]

You Do Not Have To Be Good (tumblr | AO3) (complete) [E rating, tavstarion with female half-elf bard Tav, both POVs, post-game story told alongside in-game story]

[ltleflrt]

I want to binge read m!tavstarion longfics, but because the fandom is young, it's mostly WIPs. Which is fantastic! I'm so excited for all the stuff I'm seeing people write! But I tried following a few, and memory issues made me give up. I can only handle 1 or 2, and that's not exactly binge reading.

I hope by the time all these fantastic fics are done that I'm still rabid for reading them.

[alpaca-clouds]

Have Your Fill [Astarion/Tav Smut]

Today I decided to also upload a little Tavstarion Smut-Story, because I actually have not shared Tavstarion smut in almost three weeks, I think. So, well... I hope you guys enjoy.

Have your Fill

Fandom: Baldur's Gate 3 Shipping: Astarion/m!Tav Genre: Smut

Astarion has to say he prefers Tav without the clothes. Part of the reason might be Tav's horrible sense of style...

[alpaca-clouds]

Old Scars [Tav/Astarion Hurt/Comfort]

I wrote another Tavstarion story, this one dealing a bit with my Tav being trans. And while Astarion does not see him as anything but a man - he also does not quite get it.

Old Scars

Fandom: Baldur's Gate 3 Genre: Hurt/Comfort Shipping: Astarion/m!Tav

Astarion cannot help but ask questions about Tav's scars.