#he also just likes watching Astarion's face n him expressing emotions

[nebblesmakesthings]

i am not immune to the "seeing your boyfriend wearing ur stolen shirt" trope

also just wanted an excuse to draw Vaine being a lil shit on purpose, as he rightfully should <3

#bg3 #astarion #bg3 oc #bg3 durge #Vaine #Nebbles Art #litsen. LISTEN. Astarion tail wag #that is all <3 #jk no its not im utterly OBSESSED w/ these fools #i like to thinks Vaine does silly/slightly inconvenient things to try and rile Astarion up #he doesn't act like this w/ ANYONE else tho #well. maybe he does it a lil bit w/ Halsin too #that is a WHOLE other tangent tho #Vaine thinks gettin silly might help put Astarion more at ease so maybe he'll drop his mask a lil more often #he also just likes watching Astarion's face n him expressing emotions

[popmybrains]

Soft Lies [ Astarion x She/Her Reader ]

Pairing: Astarion x She/Her Pronoun Reader

A/N: This is meant to take place pre-events of the game so the reader is not intended to be Tav but can be if you so wish. This was also posted on A03 under my account so if you see this there that was also me. This is just a little short story I felt like writing nothing exciting lol.

Warnings: Angst

Summary:

“I’ve been doing some thinking,” he finally said, his voice steady but tinged with an unmistakable sadness. “And I’ve come to a decision.”

Her heart skipped a beat. The words were not what she had expected. “A decision?”

Astarion nodded, his eyes fixed on the ground. “I don’t love you.”

The sun dipped below the horizon, casting long shadows across the secluded glade. Its where Astarion had arranged to meet her just before the sunsets. She had expected a pleasant evening, a moment of intimacy with the vampire who had captured her heart. Together they had spent weeks, laughing and sharing stories. She had even dared to share her blossoming dreams of a life together, unaware of the shadow that would cast over his face.

It was then he started pulling away from her. She didn’t notice at first, not until he gently pulled his hand away from her touch the other day. How tense he would become during the times she would embrace him. It’s why she was so eager for this little rendezvous of his, excited he wanted to spend some time with her.

Running down the path that lead from her small town, she stopped at the edge of the forest slightly heaving from the run after her chores. Astarion appeared from the trees, stopping along the edge still in the shade the leaves provided - his demeanor unusually somber. He looked every bit the charming rogue she had come to adore, but his eyes betrayed a hint of sadness and uncertainty. As he drew closer, she noticed the tension in his shoulders, a tightness in his expression.

Breathing through his nose he began, his voice quieter than usual, “We need to talk.”

She smiled, hoping to ease the heaviness in the air. “Of course, Astarion. What’s on your mind?”

He hesitated, his gaze flitting about the tranquil glade as if searching for words that eluded him. “I’ve been doing some thinking,” he finally said, his voice steady but tinged with an unmistakable sadness. “And I’ve come to a decision.”

Her heart skipped a beat. The words were not what she had expected. “A decision?”

Astarion nodded, his eyes fixed on the ground. “I don’t love you.”

She felt as if the world had shattered around her. The words hung in the air, heavy and impossible to ignore. “What are you saying, Astarion? After everything we’ve planned, after we even… you’re telling me you don’t love me?” Her voice trembled, this wasn’t how she expected the evening to go. 

He swallowed hard, a pained expression crossing his face. “It’s true. I don’t love you, and I can’t.”

Tears welled up in her eyes, and her voice trembled as she spoke. “But why? Why would you say that? I thought we meant- that I meant more to you, gods sake I even let you feed off me...”

Astarion reached his handout to touch her cheek only the flesh of his arm being touch by the ever fading sunlight. His fingers brushing against her skin before he quickly withdrew his hand. “You don’t… I was just, using you. And it’s is for your own good, if this ends now.”

Fury surged within her, a tempest of emotions threatening to consume her. “You can’t just end things like this, Astarion! You owe me a better explanation than you don’t love me!”

He stepped back, his eyes filled with sorrow. “I’m sorry… It’s over.”

With that, he turned and walked away, her alone in the glade, her heart shattered into a million pieces. She watched him go, unable to comprehend the abrupt and inexplicable end to their relationship. The silence of the meadow was broken only by her anguished sobs.

Astarion didn’t look back, didn’t see the tears streaming down her face. He had done what he believed was necessary to protect her from the lurking danger of Cazador, but it had come at a heavy cost. As he retreated into the darkness, his tears fell freely, his heart aching with the knowledge that he had pushed away the one person he cared for the most.

#baldur's gate 3 #astarion #astarion x reader #astarion x tav #astarion x you #angst #angst with a sad ending