LittlestStar
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"Fate? Really? That's pathetic even for you"
"How so, Astarion?"
"To think our pasts mean something is the hope of the truly foolish or dimwitted."
"I suppose I'm a fool then. You needn't be afraid that there might be more for us."
"You are a fool; don't presume to know me or my thoughts."
"Sometimes I do feel as though I do know you..."Cuts of glass, ribbons of light dulled by clotted edges in too-tight fingers. Maybe away from the hungry past, the shards will breathe a thousand new blooms.
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Lost, entwined, and broken. Astarion and Tavariel struggle to tolerate one another on their journey against the looming darkness. Despite their flaring tensions, through pain and resilience, they come to rely on one another. However, when forgotten memories begin to stir and threaten to set their lives ablaze, they must find pieces of themselves lost to time. Will they find them in each other? Or will their bond only cut them deeper?
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Running down endless halls. Darkness licked at every inch of him and the walls. Passing by open doors that led to yawning shadow, glowing eyes peering from the void. A crow cawed as it flew down the stretching hallway, landing on a bronze sculpture. It spoke to him, but the words dripped from his ears and dried to nothingness. It cawed again and fluttered its wings.
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“Astarion. Was that you I saw?” Astarion’s skin erupted into an icy flame. A lump in his throat formed from trepidation and anger began welling its way upward. “I- Why would-” He tried to come up with some clever retort or biting snark as his words failed him, but his mind seemingly ceased to function as he fell down deeper into the blackness. “Wyll! Was that necessary?” Tav stopped his playing and regarded Wyll with a dumbfounded look. Astarion’s breathing began to quicken at a wretchedly fast pace. His heart did not beat, but it felt like it was going to tear through his chest all the same.
In which, Astarion and the companions enjoy a night of dance and revelry until Wyll stirs a memory.
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the hollow houses and vacant lots (and the shattered windows and splintered doors) by perhapsitiswitchcraft
Fandoms: Baldur's Gate (Video Games)
13 May 2024
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Astarion scoffs, red eyes wide and pointed with panic. “Oh, don't be so sickeningly morose. They’re dead anyway. They probably died quickly and painfully and went straight to Lunia, the lucky bastards-”
He doesn't even get to finish the sentence before Wyll is hauling back and socking him in the face.
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Or, Astarion is... prickly. Especially when cornered. And there's a monster hunter in the marsh.
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20 Aug 2024
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Watching her go, he made up his mind to undertake one small act of bravery. Nothing foolhardy, certainly nothing heroic—if anything, it was closer to insurance. But considering that it made his throat feel like it was closing up in a quite different way, he credited it as an act of bravery all the same.
In the preparation for the battle with Cazador, Astarion has some matters to discuss with Karlach and Jaheira.
Or, support can come in many different ways.
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16 Aug 2024
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Gale takes in the sharp smile, the spark in his eyes. He’s not afraid or outraged. He’s not even particularly unsettled. This is a sort of sport for Astarion.
“But I’ve already had my breakfast today.” Gale cocks his head to the side. “You know, I was up late last night as well. I didn’t hear any rummaging through the camp supplies. But I did hear someone shuffle out of their tent and return an hour later.”
“Mm, how odd,” Astarion hums, playing his fingers against the right side of the blade. “Maybe our gith friend got homesick and wanted to give her family a wave.”
“Careful, Astarion,” Gale drops his voice lower, quieter. “I do not play games I cannot win. And answers do not tend to hide from me for very long. Not if I’m looking for them.”
aka Gale and Astarion both have secrets and are quite bad at keeping them from each other.
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- Part 1 of Faith Breaker
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14 Jul 2024
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With this new sensation, this beautiful sight, he has been distracted from noticing something was missing.
Something has been absent since the worm entered his eye.
The voice, Cazador’s voice. It’s gone.
It’s gone.
It’s gone.
Astarion reels up to his feet, stumbling on the uneven ground in his fine shoes.
Even in his dreams, even in the deepest of trances, Astarion can feel Cazador. The orders, the rules, that tug in his gut that pulls him, like a fish on a hook, back to the palace when he wanders too far. But it’s quiet.
Astarion’s head has never had more physical occupants but has never been so quiet.
His world hasn’t been this foreign in nearly 200 years, but that's what makes him realize with extreme clarity.
Astarion is wide awake.
AKA: Astarion finds himself far from home, safer than he's been in centuries, yet in more danger than ever. If he's going to keep this scrap of freedom he's going to need to fight for it, and he's going to need protection. Thankfully, a war criminal from the hells seems to fancy him. Best of all? She can’t be touched.
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09 Jul 2024
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“What the hells did you do that for?” He growled.
Karlach shook her head in exasperation. “And, of course! Of course, you’re mad at me. How about a ‘thank you?’ Astarion?” She shifted and leaned on one leg, looking at him with a huff.
“A thank you? You must be joking.” His heart was ramming against his chest, but it was slowing, calming. Even as his anger rose.
Karlach let out a long breath. “Well, if I ruined your fun, I’m sorry. But it seemed like you needed a hand.”
She was right.
“I don't need your fucking help.”
Karlach has joined the party, but her incessant positivity and zest for life have Astarion constantly on edge. He refuses to buy this act of hers. No one goes through what she had been through and comes out smiling.
Right?
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06 Jul 2024