[anacdoce]

Astarion's Fanfic Masterlist by Ana

Here is the collection of works I have writen so far about our beloved vampire 🖤

The beautiful screenshot above is from @iizven, who kindly gave me permission to use it <3

Series

I Wish (completed)

Summary: What were you willing to sacrifice for the greatest gift you can give to the love of your life? A gift that could change your lives, change his life. For good. After Astarion decided to put on hold his search for a way to walk in the sun again, you discovered something that could give him so much more than that. And you will, no matter what.

New beginnings (completed) - Sequel from "I Wish"

Summary: After your recovery you decide it's time to move on and follow Astarion's plans. Neverwinter awaits you, as does the end of the year that is almost upon you. Will this new beginning go as expected?

Chapter 1 - New Year's Eve

Chapter 2 - A Promise

One shots

Home at last

Summary: “This is your home now. Our home. I won’t need to invite you in anymore." You give Astarion a home. A safe place to finally live the life he deserves. But is he really safe? Can you keep him safe?

Hating it, but not too much

Summary: “Now, will you humor me and come with me? Just to get your feet wet. If you don't feel like it, I'll let you return to your towel. What do you say?” “If that stops you from annoying me, I’ll go.” He can't tell you how desperately he wants to feel the water in his skin, to breathe in that cool breeze by the sea.  So, he lifts you up in the air, leading you straight to the sea. “Let's get this over with.” You drag Astarion to the beach and he is not happy about it. Will he enjoy the day with you?

Hating it, but not too much - part 2

Summary: It seems like Astarion is going to the beach again. But this time, maybe he isn’t being dragged there—maybe he’s dragging you instead! And maybe he likes to ask you something...

A soft breeze of summer

Summary: "Suddenly, you turn to him, a mischievous smile spread all over your face. “Can you catch me?” You shout at him. And then you start running into the field. Astarion feels his heart swell with love. He loves you deeply. That is one of the few certainties in his life.  He smiles. And slowly gets up, giving you time to flee. He will play your game. And he will catch you, like he always does."

Long Fics

In winter's silence, the water lilies wait (updated every Monday and Friday until completion)

Summary: One hundred and sixty years after the death of the woman he loved, Astarion no longer recognizes the man he has become. Haunted by memories of the love he lost, he leaves her final resting place behind, determined to rediscover the man she'd taught him to be. His journey leads him to Neverwinter, whose beauty and promise stir in him a hope he lost long ago. There, he at last begins to hope for peace. But peace has never come easily to Astarion, and he will soon discover that in Neverwinter, a storm awaits him-a storm that will change his life, and his heart, forever.

[roguishcat]

WIP Monday

Thank you so much for tagging me @verbenaa, @inkymoonbunny, @bloodjune and @shandoratheexplorer! Loved reading your WIPs! 💖

I'm done with exams🎉 and broke up with my bf😭 . So... your know. Last week was eventful. On the bright side, I definitely have more time to write fic now! Making progress on 'Feeling Darling' (Astarion x Female Reader smutty Part 2 of 'Fangs and Cheeks'), so here's a little snippet!

“Gith, I do not usually repeat myself. Although perhaps I should make an exception for a creature from another plane," Minthara’s voice cut through the air, icy and unyielding. "I am going to bed the wizard tonight. It is an honour. And he is most eager and willing.”

“I am also not in the habit of repeating myself," Lae’zel shot back. "But as you are clearly hard of hearing, know this! I wish to have him, and I do not share. Find another to warm your bedroll.”

You blinked owlishly, frozen in the doorway as you watched the two of them bicker. Your gaze slowly drifted over to Gale. You weren’t entirely sure when or how he had managed to become the central object of desire for two of the most dangerous women in Faerûn. Honestly, it didn't look like Gale had the answer either.

No pressure tags 💖: @khywren, @anacdoce, @vividiana, @preciouslittlebhaalbae, @obsessedwhyyes @busy-baker, @clazberryk, @xxnashiraxx @larvatuss, @meeshrox, @funniestbitchinfaerun @dramatiquechipmunk @irondeficienttav, @pursuitseternal, @deadly-diminuendo, @loserscardigan and anyone who feels like sharing! 💖

[anacdoce]

Little snippet:

In front of the mirror, Baelen craned his neck to better see the cut Raven had left on him the night before, the wound that had spent all night throbbing, reminding him minute after minute of everything that happened.  Tracing the wound with his fingers he grunted in pain, clenching his teeth, ashamed he’d let her mark him like this. How would he explain this without staining his reputation? One more reason to punish her when he got his hands on her again. How could this have happened? It was so fresh in his memory that he could still feel the cold touch of the blade on his skin, the paralyzing fear that had taken over him when he’d realised he was mortal after all, and that he could lose everything in a simple blink of an eye. Fear.   Never in his life had he feared anything. He was a powerful man and his power had always granted him immunity. Immunity to everything. But not from death, he had learned it the hard way.

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Lots of love 🖤

[anacdoce]

Screenshot by @iizven 🖤

Little snippet:

Ready to leave the house with his growing rage boiling inside him, Astarion stopped in his entrance hall when he heard someone knocking at his door.   For more than a year he’d lived here, in this new city, enjoying the quietness of his new home, but lately that quietness seemed to have evaporated. He’d received more visits in the last few days than in the last century of his life, and even on a stormy day like this there was someone outside who wanted to see him. Who could it be now? Eugene again? No, he’d just left him at his home, and it was impossible for him to return so quickly. So, who?  It really didn’t matter. He wouldn’t welcome anyone else. A more pressing matter was taking all his focus and dedication and he wouldn’t give a fuck for anyone else’s problems. Today he would fulfill a promise—a promise he’d made to himself, a promise he'd made to Raven. Another timid knock sounded, and at the same time he heard a muffled whimper outside, awakening his curiosity.

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Lots of love 🖤

[anacdoce]

Screenshot by @iizven 🖤

Little snippet:

“Because I love you, Raven… I love you so much. Please… stay with me.” Raven could still hear Astarion’s words in her mind. Since she’d left his side, those words had haunted her like howling wolves in the middle of a dark night. As much as she tried to forget it she couldn’t, his voice kept repeating them over and over inside her head all the way until she reached her final destination.  The only time she had heard it before was from Baelen’s mouth—a lie, just like that one. No one had ever said it to her with meaning, and she believed she would never hear it while she lived.  Before Baelen she’d had some lovers. Maybe lovers was not the right word, more like special friends, as she’d liked to call them, but all of them were only that, a quick passion or a one night stand after a few too many beers, back when she used to celebrate a successful robbery. Nevertheless, not a single one of them had said those words to her, not even in their drunken state when they’d shared those celebratory beers with her. After that there was Baelen, and he’d managed to fool her, saying those same special words to her—“I love you, my pretty doll”, he’d said in his sickly honey voice when she’d given in to his charms and ended up in his bed. 

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Lots of love 🖤

[saucy-scribbler]

Art for Precious, Impossible Moments, by https://vgen.co/iidlesea

[saucy-scribbler]

Last line written

Thanks for the tag @bloodjune! I've been wanting to get back into tag games 💜

I've been on a writing frenzy this weekend - 12.3k words since friday and counting - and here's where I left off most recently 🥰

I'll tag @amoremagnificentbastard @spite-made-me @poetsiren @lordcolleen

[loserscardigan]

✧ fic cover ✧ @negativesd09

Chapter 17: Your Friendly Neighborhood Freak

WARNING ‼️

The following chapter you are about to read contains gore and past trauma/abuse.

Readers discretion is advised.

Summary ✦

After her first encounter with a devil, will Evie fully tell her past to Astarion?

It ain't gonna be easy for a freak like her.

✯Relationship✯ Astarion x Fem!Tav ✯Rating✯ Explicit ✯Archive Warning✯ Graphic Depictions of Violence ✯Word Count✯ 13.8k on AO3 ✯Chapter Song✯ It's On Again by Alicia Keys (feat. Kendrick Lamar) [From The Amazing Spider-Man 2 Soundtrack]

✧ taglist ✧ @xxnashiraxx, @pinkberrytea, @amouseyoucanhold, @andromedaancunin - let me know if you wanna be tagged as well! 😉

Coming up in Your Friendly Neighborhood Freak...

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A sea of arrows is coming in close to her and in the midst of her silent concentration, she can feel Astarion yelling at her to get out of the bloody way or else she’ll die like an idiot.

*THWIP!*

She won’t.

A numb line of blood slice her right wrist as her dagger chain finally makes its first appearance since the mind flayer attack. Power glowin’ in pink kinetic-like energy that covers the entire weapon as well as her eyes. She makes an intimating look as her hat creates a shadow, covering half of her pretty, scarred face.

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✧ dividers ✧ ✧ dividers ✧

[bloodjune]

last line written

thank you for the tag @rubyeyebabybat & @inkymoonbunny !!! it's been awhile since i've played these games; it reminds me of why i love this fandom <3 and i loved both of your lines. tonight was the first time i've written since the last chapter drop, so this is the longest i've gone without writing! it was nice to get back into it, even if all that's coming out are the most disgusting and sappy feelings of Effy being so gone for Astarion i might puke my whole soul out. also this is more than one line so i'm a tiny bit cheating but ya.

tags for literally all you beautiful writers out there and: @anacdoce ; @amoremagnificentbastard ; @andromedaancunin ; @olivedrop ; @amouseyoucanhold ; @loserscardigan ; @xxnashiraxx ; @meeshrox ; @saucy-scribbler ; @bludazey ; @alliskit ; @a-tangled-mermaid ; @poetsiren ; @roguishcat ; @thedreamlessnights ; @badbloodwitch ; @justabiteofspite ; @preciouslittlebhaalbae ; @vividiana

[bloodjune]

effy & astarion | fic: until you | artist: @lindayss

[anacdoce]

The screenshot belongs to @iizven who kindly gave me permission to use it.

Little snippet:

The snow wasn’t showing any signs of stopping. On the contrary, it kept falling and falling with increasing intensity by the minute, slowing Astarion’s steps even further.  Everyone who was still on the streets were rushing to their houses, running from the bad weather, but Astarion was in no rush at all. Instead, he walked aimlessly for a while, with no destination in mind, fighting the snow and the blasting wind without fighting it at all. People warned him, as he passed by them, warned him to get shelter because the weather was going to get worse, but he didn’t listen to them, not really, and so he kept going, walking forward no matter where.  His ears were buzzing with the screams of the gusts of wind that were stronger than just a few moments earlier, his feet were getting colder with each step he took, the tip of his nose was hurting and his fingers were fisted so tightly inside his pockets that he wasn’t sure he would be able to move them anytime soon. On any other day that would have been enough to set him swearing at the gods for such horrible weather, but not today. Today nothing seemed to bother him. 

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Lots of love 🖤

[ambi0613]

Commission for auntie @meeshrox 🥺🥺🥺

[saucy-scribbler]

"Relax and enjoy, Astarion."

Art by @ttenri

[meeshrox]

WIP Whenever

To split or not to split (chapter 39). It's been ages since I posted and this chapter has been slowly coming together. I'll be at 9k before I finish my draft so then should I split it and post earlier? I dunno yet.

What I do know is I'm grateful to the lovely @unovafarm for the tag! Here is a random paragraph from the neverending chapter.

He knelt and pulled Hydie into his arms. "After what happened last night, I found myself feeling possessive." His words were a reverent whisper into the flesh above her panty hem. "The entire situation was unsettling at first and I had an overwhelming need to claim you for myself. But, once I thought about it, I realized what I want instead is for you to claim me."

All my love to everyone still following and reading. Thank you from the bottom of my stale and shriveled heart.

[meeshrox]

✨Bring Back My Girls ✨

ʀᴜʟᴇꜱ: ɴᴏᴛʜɪɴɢ ᴄʀᴀᴢʏ, ᴊᴜꜱᴛ ꜱʜᴏᴡ ᴍᴇ ʏᴏᴜʀ ɢᴀʟꜱ! ɢɪᴍᴍᴇ ꜱᴀᴜᴄʏ, ɢɪᴍᴍᴇ ꜱᴇᴅᴜᴄᴛɪᴠᴇ, ɢɪᴍᴍᴇ ᴅɪʀᴛʏ ᴀɴᴅ ꜰɪʟᴛʜʏ ᴀɴᴅ ɢʀɪᴍʏ. ᴊᴜꜱᴛ ɢɪᴍᴍᴇ ᴛʜᴇᴍ ɢᴜʀʟꜱ. ꜱʜᴏᴡ ᴍᴇ ꜱᴏᴍᴇᴛʜɪɴɢ ʏᴏᴜ'ʀᴇ ᴡᴏʀᴋɪɴɢ ᴏɴ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴄᴀᴘᴛᴜʀᴇꜱ ᴛʜᴇ ᴅɪᴠɪɴᴇ ꜰᴇᴍɪɴɪɴᴇ ꜰᴏʀᴍ!

Thank you for the tag @chaushaus, this one was fun and the perfect way to remind everyone of our dearest blorbos! Have your girls call mine, they'd be besties in no time!

I only have two ladies at the moment, one for BG3 and one in LaDS.

This pretty gal is Hydie, the OC from my longfic All It Cost Me. About half of her traits are self-insert. Good luck figuring out which ones are me! Being a reformed durge, she and Astarion struggle with the blowback of her murderous past. (artwork by the incredible emy-san)

This stunning lady is my MC from Love and Deepspace. I've only written a one-shot for her and Sylus so far, titled How to Be Trained by Your Dragon, but I have plenty more in the backlog! Her name is Meesh because she is basically 100% self-insert.

Show off your ladies if you want to, @bloodjune, @anacdoce, @olivedrop, @xxnashiraxx, and anyone else who would like to share.

[ambi0613]

Super cute commission for bestie @bloodjune

[anacdoce]

Screenshot by @iizven 🖤

Little snippet:

It was the first time since she’d started to see Astarion that she’d braided her hair so tightly. Every day she’d gone to meet him, she’d braided it more and more loosely, and in their most recent dates together she’d even permitted some rebel strands of hair to fall beside her face next to her bangs. For a brief period of time Astarion had made her forget why she hated it so much. However, today was different. Today she hated everything about herself again, and like so, she had braided her hair as tightly as she could. Feeling her scalp throbbing with the weight of her braid every time she moved her head, Raven let her mind drift to the prophetic letter that had haunted her days until the day before.  “A man of his status won’t be looking for a pathetic woman like you, a woman who can offer him nothing. Did you think that he would take you as his wife? An unintelligent, despicable woman like you? No, Raven, he won’t.” Since the moment she’d read it she’d wondered when the time would come for her to finally admit Baelen was right, and that time had come. She couldn’t ignore it anymore. It was inevitable.

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Lots of love 🖤