Treasure Of My Heart

Personally, I don’t think Astarion would ever turn into a bat. He likes being pretty too much. From now on, I picture Astarion as a Dracula parrot.

Reblog if u are going to tell ur kids that this is Astarion Ancunin 🩸✨

Astarion pretending to listen when the party complains that they get “suspicious looks” everywhere + are called “thieves”:

Meanwhile he single-handedly pick pocketed the entire populace of the Sword Coast & has a MEAN empty treasure chest collection (unrelated of course)

ps- “Our Middle Is The Moon” will be uploading in the next few hours (my Astarion fic on ao3! Link on page)

Fandom: Baldur’s Gate 3

Pairing: Astarion X Tav (Named f! OC)

Fic length: Ongoing, currently 18k words

Vibes: Follows the game with some obvious spins + will continue afterward. I wrote this story with the intention of showing the reality of what healing can look like + how difficult but rewarding it can be. Nyxtria (OC) was created before Bg3 came out for a D&D campaign + she fit so well with Astarion that I thought I could take an opportunity to write a love story for survivors + all that can come into that. 🏹🩸

Excerpt from most recent chapter:

“Occasionally, Astarion convinced himself he’d been loved when he was alive. Inevitably, Cazador would remind him with torture or words- that no one had ever looked for him. The childish notion would shatter like weak glass. That’s all he was, after all. A cheap mirror meant to reflect and lure in others.

Astarion would sweep his little shards back into the pit within himself, let them be swallowed whole by the thing he’d become.”

Honestly, I know how many fics there are in this fandom + it’s a bit intimidating. I also know it’s hard to love OC’s- so I really do appreciate anyone checking it out/ giving Nyx a chance. I have so many ideas planned that I think someone out there might love as much as I do & not only that- someone might gain a little hope from where this story will go. 🖤

(I’m trying to get better about promoting my own writing without feeling like I should just shut up so any interactions are without a doubt met with gratitude! It’s scary shouting into the void 😅)

Ps- link is title!

🏹🩸A little excerpt for both POVs above! I can’t believe we’re on part 5 already! Thank you to anyone who is/does give this story a chance 🖤 I know there’s a ton of fics already for this fandom but I really wanted to give my take on what healing could look like for Astarion- but also for Nyx as I created her before bg3 🥹

Happy reading & I would love to hear your thoughts! (Helps us lil authors feel like we aren’t actually just shouting into the void lmao)

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(It means so much to me when anyone gives my other platforms a peek- as a bby author trying to make it in the publishing industry it helps WAY more than you know<3)

Astarion in act 1 after he gets his lil snacky snack from Tav/Durge, he can walk in the sun AND all of these strangers are putting up with his attitude that he’s held on a leash out of necessity for TWO (2) centuries:

(but like he’s scheming behind those sunglasses bc he is NOT helpless: he’s just not a details person.)

Astarion: tsk, here we ask before we bite

Tav/Durge:

(Nyx (tav) will absolutely make a joke about this in my Astarion fic “Our Middle Is The Moon” on ao3, can’t wait.)

Excerpt:

Astarion kept his eyes wide open, waiting for the sun to reach him. He would not miss a single dawn while this parasite protected him from his curse- his nature. He’d missed day and all the colors of it. Oranges and gold and reds spun together in a dazzling tapestry he’d only seen the shadowy back of for what felt like a lifetime. It had been a curtain he couldn’t yank open, a cell door made of tempestuous satin.

Thank you so much for giving this story a chance & happy reading 🖤 I would absolutely adore any comments as they really fuel us writers!

ps- DWOD readers, you’re next 😘 probably tonight! It’s just longer & I wanted to give it one more edit since it’s a special one! 🐦‍⬛

Rip Kaz Brekker & Astarion Ancunin- you would’ve loved the invention of credit cards & their duality: The ability to open simple locks as well as buy things. 💀💰