#aasimar!tav x wyll

[aldryrththerainbowheart]

With Larian not giving us Aasimar as a playable race anytime soon (for good reasons tbh) here are my headcanons about Aasimar Tav

Aasimar are often called the opposites to tiefling, but they're sharing one important aspect - both are outsiders. While tieflings are branded by the actions of their ancestors, their lives are largely their own to live. Aasimar are not only marked by their divine heritage, but they are directed by angels to achieve some part of a divine plan. 

This tension between free and divine will can form a struggle for your Tav. They can either rebel against the demands placed on them or embrace them and be living weapon for the divine. Struggle similar to Dark Urge in many ways.

How will other companions react to Aasimar!Tav?

Wyll would probably be looking up to you as an ultimate hero, fawning at your every word an action, only to get disappointed when he realized that even as a chosen of gods Tav is still human, with flaws and mistakes. Does he not realize your fate choosen by the gods is just as stifling as his infernal contract?

Gale would probably be thrilled to have such fabled creature in his party, studying like a bug under the looking glass.

What if your celestial guide ordered you to kill Karlach?

What if the god that chose you was Selune? How would Shadowheart react to that?

What if Astarion would be so sure you'll smite him down he'll be terrified of you, never even trying to bite you in the first place?

Speaking of Astarion drinking your blood, what would it be like drinking Aasimar blood? Would he burn himself, or would the tadpole prevent it like it did with sunlight? What if after tasting Aasimar!Tav's blood gets swept by such unearthly euphoria he becomes addicted?

Evil-coded characters like Raphael and Mizora treat Tav with obvious disgust. Alternatively evil aligned creatures hunt Tav as a trophy.

The central emotional conflict for Aasimar!Tav comes from their divine imperative to Do Good and their own fallibility and mortal desires and vices. This can take an interesting course within the storyline of Baldur's Gate 3. Can you fulfill your divine mission and romance the companions, have a family with them?

Karlach and Aasimar!Tav burning each other simultaneously.

What role does Aasimar!Tav takes in the story?

Writer's can make Aasimar!Tav born to stop the game's Big Bad OR they can make Aasimar!Tav whose destiny is never really made clear, whose guide is largely unhelpful or so removed from the reality of the material plane that their advice is useless. And what happens if your Tav would rather be a potter or painter than a champion of all that is Good and Holy™?

Volo’s Guide mentions that many conceal their identities as the forces of evil are inevitably drawn to them eager for a chance to cut them down. Would companion's approval depend on whether they stay in your party or not after Tav reveals they're Aasimar? The game could make player choose whether they reveal it or not just like with Astarion's vampirism.

This also brings up an interesting point for further storyline in which Tav's identity was betrayed, or they learn that the world is eager to destroy them. What happened that made Tav decide their life – which was celebrated at birth – must be one of concealment and hiding?

Another point I want to make is that several sources state that being an Aasimar is a lonely existence. Many don't even perceive them as a race with how scarce their numbers are. Another source stated that Aasimar could live a whole life without meeting another of their own.

Unlike angels and some gods, being good is a daily choice for mortals. This can wear on an Aasimar!Tav as they live a life of constant battle against evil. What is the point, they may wonder, of all of this? Why was I forced to fight a war I have no stake in? 

Fallen aasimar are specified as turning to evil, but I think this may be a too simple. It’s not like every aasimar who questions their role in the divine plan decides to murder puppies for a living. Rather, those who deny their gods-appointed quest are the ones who reject their divine heritage and lose their divine light, replacing it with shadow. I could go as far as presume that romancing companions like Karlach, Shadowheart, Astarion or even transformed Wyll would anger your god.

[pro-evil-henchman8222222]

💞Kiss meme part 1/6💞

On my journey to indulge myself drawing wyll and my oc practice drawing characters interacting with each other! So fun! 😼👍

[chaos-enchanted]

I think I might be in love with my Fallen Aasimar OC: Azrae'la and her guardian

They're just so cute together, I love them. But I think I'll try Wyll's romance this time around. Maybe the Blade of Frontiers can guide her to redemption?

[moonselune]

ִ ࣪𖤐⋆.˚ Astarion ࣪ 𖤐⋆.˚ :

Drabbles:

⟢Astarion x M!Durge⟢

⟢ Scars ⟢

⟢Animal Friends⟢

⟢Injured⟢

⟢Astarion x f!reader x Gale ⟢

⟢Astarion x Werewolf! gf⟢

⟢Pampering⟢

⟢Shapeshifter !⟢

⟢Nobody understands ⟢

⟢Toe to Toe⟢

⟢Beach⟢

⟢Sleep, my darling⟢

⟢Insecurities⟢

⟢How kind of you.. (Durge)⟢

⟢Surprise Kiss!⟢

⟢Can't sleep?⟢

⟢You must be joking⟢

⟢Kidnapped by Orin⟢

⟢Jealousy⟢

⟢No more revivify for you⟢

⟢Fucking nerd⟢

⟢Scratch me up!⟢

⟢I'm pregnant⟢

⟢Me? Jealous?⟢

⟢Clingy⟢

⟢As an uncle/father⟢

⟢Got you!⟢

⟢Platonic Astarion x Aasimar!reader⟢

⟢What she did to you⟢

⟢All too much⟢

⟢Inexperienced⟢

⟢Aloof⟢

⟢Not on my watch⟢

⟢Fluffy Incidents⟢

⟢Sewn⟢

⟢Lady Drow⟢

⟢Happy Surprise⟢

⟢Burns⟢

⟢Menzoberranzen⟢

⟢Silly Sacrifice⟢

⟢Meltdown⟢

⟢Questions⟢

⟢Revived⟢

⟢Durge | Purpose⟢

⟢Lean on me⟢

⟢Favourite kisses⟢

⟢Ersatz eye⟢

⟢Stuttering (NSFW)⟢

⟢Life left behind⟢

⟢The Right Word⟢

⟢I'm Father?⟢

⟢Not Smart Enough⟢

⟢Opened mind⟢

⟢Turn ons⟢

⟢Crown of Karsus (Male!Reader)⟢

⟢Your kid's father makes an appearance⟢

⟢Incubus Interference⟢

⟢Adopted by The In-laws ⟢

⟢Power of Friendship⟢

⟢Shaky Hands⟢

⟢Scales (Draconic Sorceror)⟢

⟢Clean up (M!Durge)⟢

⟢Marks of Tragedy⟢

⟢Red-eyed friend⟢

⟢The Greatest Beast⟢

⟢Domestic Bliss x3⟢

⟢A Poetic Attempt⟢

⟢Big Tatas⟢

⟢The Most Beautiful Mannequin⟢

⟢Family Life (Stepchild series)⟢

⟢Thinking the BG3 Men are Cheating on You⟢

⟢Baby Names⟢

⟢Surface Men⟢

⟢Overheard (Halstarion x Reader)⟢

⟢Massage⟢

⟢Poly-cute (Halsin/Astarion/Wyll)⟢

⟢Astral-Touched Tadpole⟢

⟢Changes (Plus!Tav)⟢

⟢Revulsion⟢

⟢First Few Moments⟢

⟢Halloween⟢

✦. ── Dark BG3 Masterlist ── .✦

[sorcerous-caress]

My works

Sorted in alphabetical order based on the character's names, except when a work contains multiple characters, then you'll find it at the end of the list.

The most recent fics will be at the end of the character's list.

Gold ♡ is a traditionally written style fanfic [ usually crossposted to Ao3 ]

Red ♡ is a drabble/headcanon style Fanfic [ Not on my Ao3 ]

Pink ♡ is interactive stories

🎂 is an event related work

[ A -> Z ]

Arnell Hallowleaf

♡ Agape [comfort, romance]

Astarion

♡ To dance with you [heavy angst]

Dame Aylin & Isobel

♡ dealing with an overworked reader [fluff, poly]

Gale

♡ The Hanged Man [angst]

♡ cat food [ended]

Halsin

♡ Faux Innocence [smut]

Karniss

♡ Giving him a bath [fluff, angst]

Lorroakan

♡ general and smut headcanons [smut, fluff, dark content]

Minthara Baenre

♡ Smut headcanons [ Smut, nb!reader, Dom!minthara ]

♡ Secret confession [ Fluff, nb!reader ]

♡ Dead men's thrones [dark, smut, gore, durge!reader ]

♡ sleep cuddling [ Fluff, nb!reader, soft!Minthara ]

♡ Reflection [ smut, drama, cheating, Gale ]

♡ A beautiful webbing [smut, drider, dark]

♡ drider Minthara hc [fluff]

♡ Homewarming gift [smut]

Mizora

♡ Cucking Wyll [smut]

♡ XXX [smut]

Qudenos

♡ Red dragon smut hc [ heavy smut, nb!reader ]

Rolan

♡ Meta Magic Seduction [ smut, nb!reader, sub!rolan ]

Shadowheart

♡ Eager Plaything [ heavy smut, nb!reader, Dom!shadowheart ]

♡ Aftercare bath [ fluff, nb!reader, Soft!shadowheart ]

♡ pearly collar [ dark content, smut, nb!reader, dom!shadowheart ]

♡ she degrades you [ smut, nb!reader, dom!shadowheart ]

♡ shart au's reacting to a petname [ fluff, nb!reader ]

♡ wereshart and the full moon [ fluff, werewolf ]

♡ Werewolf Shadowheart HC [ fluff, werewolf ]

♡ Mysterious bag [ongoing]

Sorn Orlith

♡ Bad at sex [ crack, heavy smut, Afab!reader ]

Wyll

♡ With a shy Tav [fluff]

♡🎂 We die at the same time [angst, comfort]

♡🎂 Soft Yandere HC [dark content]

♡🎂 Heaven was made for two [fluff]

♡🎂 Into my arms [angst, TW: Self harm]

♡🎂 Karlach poly [fluff]

♡🎂 insecure tiefling Reader [angst, comfort]

♡🎂 girl dad Wyll [fluff]

Yurgir

♡ A rabbit braver than any wolf [smut]

Z'rell

♡ x reader headcanons [fluff, angst]

Several characters

♡ Asking to touch their ears [ fluff ]

♡ Putting makeup on them [ fluff ]

♡ How would they drink your blood [ suggestive ]

♡ Finding out you're ticklish [ fluff ]

♡ Giving them a hug [ fluff ]

♡ finding out you enjoyed being tickled [ fluff, fetish, smut ]

♡ reacting to a motherly reader [ fluff, afab!fem!reader ]

♡ Aftercare [ fluff, nb!reader ]

♡ how they act when they're sad [ angst ]

♡ reacting to Tav's younger sibling/child [ fluff ]

♡ tiefling reader losing a horn / eye [ hurt/comfort ]

♡ praising a shy Tav [ fluff ]

♡ with a teacher Tav [ fluff ]

♡ Accidentally calling them mom [fluff, platonic]

♡ Reacting to a fallen aasimar Tav [fluff]

♡ Dealing with a stressed Tav [fluff]

♡ Gifts they'd give you [fluff]

♡ taking you as their fake date [fluff]

♡ sharing a bed [fluff]

♡ taking care of the kids [fluff]

♡ aftermath of the breakup [suggestive]

♡ Companions with a Halfling Tav [fluff]

♡ early morning cuddling [fluff]

♡ early morning cuddling pt.2 [fluff]

[unreadpoppy]

down by the river - Chapter 10

Raphael x Warlock!Tav

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Chapter 9

A/N: hey guys it's been forever, I know. My college classes came back and so did my internship, I'm participating in two different plays and just recently did I go back on my medication, so it has been very hard to find some time to sit down and write. This chapter is shorter because of that but I'm glad to have finally updated the story.

It was the last night before they finally attacked Moonrise Towers. 

Everyone in camp was tense, especially after the previous night’s events. Shadowheart, in her path towards becoming a Dark Justiciar, ended up turning away from Shar, and freeing the aasimar Aylin, the source of General’s Ketheric immortality. 

Minthara and Lae’zel both were sharpening their weapons, the drow more tense then the other. Karlach, Gale, Astarion, and Halsin made conversation, leaving Tav and Wyll by themselves. 

The two warlocks sat in one Last Light’s balcony, looking out at the sky. Ever since the Nightsong flew free, it seemed as if the moon shone brighter. Tav had her feet up on the table, Lihala’s lute on her hands,  while Wyll looked down, troubled. 

“You alright?” She asked. 

Wyll looked up and shook his head. “I was just thinking how one’s life can change in an instant.” He looked at her. “Karlach was just a bodyguard when suddenly, she was sold to Zariel. Lae’zel, Minthara and now Shadowheart have all but practically abandoned their gods.” Wyll looked to the sky, closing his eyes. “With a wave of a hand, Mizora turned me into this.” 

Tav nodded, choosing to remain quiet. Her fingers stroked the chords of the lute, playing a familiar tune from her childhood. 

Wyll listened closely, lost in his thoughts. Then, he shook his head. “I never heard that one before.” 

Tav smiled. “It’s an old song from my time. It’s not played as much nowadays.” 

His head tilted, confused, and raised a brow in a silent question. He chuckled “It’s just… you don’t strike me as that old, Tav.” 

She smirked. “I’ve been around much longer than you could imagine, boy.” 

“How old are we talking, then?” 

“Older than Hasin.”

Wyll frowned. 

“It’s part of my contract with Raphael.” She explained, noticing his confusion. “As long as he is around, so will I be.”

“I see.” A moment of silence passed before he spoke again. “Doesn’t that worry you? To have your life tied around a devil?”

In the time they had spent together, it wasn’t the first time that Wyll had questioned Tav’s relationship with her patron. 

Tav sighed, putting her lute down and her feet off the table, sitting closer to him. “I understand your worry. We all saw the way Mizora treated you, and I’ll be the first person to help you bring her down. It’s only reasonable you'd be wary of any of the…infernal persuasion.” She smiled kindly at him. “I appreciate your concern, I really do. It shows how much you care about others but… I know what I did when I signed that contract. And I have not regretted that decision since.” 

She leaned back on her chair, taking the lute back. Tav noticed how Wyll’s shoulders slumped and how his brown was furrowed. She wondered what she could do to try and ease his worries. 

Tav looked down at the instrument in her lap and then at her hands. As her fingers once again began to play a familiar melody, a memory came to mind. 

“Let me tell you a story.” 

…

A year had passed since Tav had signed the contract and in that time, she had yet to play her lute again. 

The ink on the contract had not even dried when she felt her hand healing, bone, skin and muscle going back in their places. She felt a relief she had never felt before, and the urge to play once again. 

And yet, whenever she picked up the lute, she faltered. Her hand would begin to shake and then freeze right on top of the strings. It had been so long since Tav had last played, that old voice of self doubt, the one who followed any new artist, was plaguing her mind again. 

‘You can’t do it, it will be terrible, you should just give up and-’

“What are you doing?” A familiar voice brought her back to reality. She turned her head and saw Raphael standing very close to her. 

Tav had decided to go to one of the many balconies in the House of Hope, away from the suffering debtors so that she could play in peace. 

“I was…going to play.” The devil nodded and then took a seat across from her, gesturing towards the instrument. 

“Go on.” He said, making himself comfortable. “Entertain me. I want to see that my fixing of your hand was for a good reason.” 

Tav gulped and her hands began to sweat out of nervousness. She took a deep breath, trying to ease her mind, but the moment her fingers touched the strings again, Tav froze. 

She was transported back to her first performance on stage. Her heart beat loudly, she swore that the audience could hear it. There was an unsteadiness to her legs, as if any wind would take her away. She remembered looking at all those people, staring at her, waiting for her to fail. She had closed her eyes before playing the chords and-

“Tav.” Raphael said sternly. “I gave you an order. You’d be wise to oblige.” 

“I know. Just-” She took a deep breath. “Give me a moment.” 

He raised a brow, leaning back on his chair. “It shouldn’t be this difficult to play, dear. You are a bard, after all.” 

‘You are a bard. You are a bard. You are a bard.’ 

The phrase echoed in her head, almost like a mantra. Her first performance, how had it ended? 

Tav remembered it. Once her fingers began to play, it was as if the music just came out of her. Playing, singing, it was as easy as breathing for her. 

‘You can do this, Tav.’ She told herself as the first notes were played, her voice following after. 

Lace your heart with mine

Let your sleeping soul take flight

Take me through the night

Down, down, down by the river…

Opening her eyes, she looked at Raphael. He had leaned back on his chair, eyes closed and a serene expression on his face. When the song abruptly came to an end, he was quick to question. 

“Apologies. I haven’t finished writing this song. Didn’t get the chance.” She explained, looking down. 

He hummed. “It’s an interesting song. Full of potential for something great. I’d like to see it finished.” Tav nodded, a smile beginning to form on her face. “Now, play something else. Something completed this time.” He leaned again and closed his eyes, just as she began again. 

…

Back to the present, Tav looked at Wyll, reassuring him one last time. “Raphael is not perfect, not by any means. He is a devil, after all.” Wyll huffed at that and she reached forwards, putting a hand on his arm. “But he gave me back the gift of music. He gave me my life. You do not need to worry about me.” 

Tav stood up and left.

…

Ketheric Thorm was dead. 

And with his death, new life was breathed into the shadow cursed lands, the first in a century. Tav smiled as the sun shone on her face, a glowing tree sprouting on where once was nothing. The land would heal. 

The attack on Moonrise Towers had also brought new revelations. The truth about the Absolute had unfolded in front of them. The chosen of the dead three - Orin, Gortash and Ketheric - were in control of an elder brain, and had a planned attack towards Baldur’s Gate, which would have happened if the Apostle of Myrkul hadn’t been brought down. 

With one nether stones in hand, the party had two new targets to strike before they could be rid of the tadpoles for once and all. 

Tav’s mind wandered towards Raphael. Before her infection, her patron had sent her on a mission: Discover what Enver Gortash, the boy who had escaped Raphael’s claws, was up to. She hadn’t understood then what he meant but now, the picture was clearer and many questions had arised. 

Tav had a distinct feeling that very soon she would get her answers. 

[its-jaytothemee]

Until I Met You - Chapter 42

Chapter 42: By the Light of the Moon

Pairings: Halsin x Tav

Word count: 2,348

Rating: Currently M, will be Explicit in later chapters.

Chapter 1

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Summary: Shadowheart makes a choice that will determine more than just her own fate. Part 42 of the slow burn fic. Tav and Halsin POVs.

Tags: Slow burn, mutual pining, hurt/comfort, emotional hurt/comfort, fluff, eventual love confessions, eventual smut, angst, implied past rape/non-con and abuse, graphic description of injuries, brief suicidal thoughts.

A/N: A bit of a shorter chapter, but it's pretty packed!

Tav braced herself for the spear’s impact.

Instead, she saw Shadowheart spin around and hurl the weapon away into the Shadowfell. Tav stared back at her in disbelief. She looked at her other companions who shared in her shock.

Gale, Wyll, and Halsin had spells queued up on their fingertips while Karlach, Lae’zel, and Astarion had their hands on the hilts of their weapons, prepared to fight back if Shadowheart had followed through.

I wonder if that’s how they looked when I aimed by bow at her.

“I…I can’t believe I just did that. Lady Shar will disown me.” Tears welled in her eyes as she stared back at Tav.

“And you are better for it.” Aylin walked up to the edge of her soul cage. “Lay a hand on me in friendship, not-quite-Sharran, and you shall have an ally in this fight and many fights to come.” She dropped to one knee before them.

“That…that’s it?” Tav asked, skeptical.

“Yes. So sure was Balthazar that I could not have a friend in this wretched place that he made it the very key to my prison.”

Shadowheart hesitated, looking back to Tav. With a deep breath, she walked up next to her and placed a hand on her shoulder. Shadowheart mirrored the gesture onto Aylin, who pounded her fist into the floor beneath her.

Thump.

“Our Lady of Silver. Hear me!”

Thump. Thump.

“She Who Guides, The Moonmaiden Selûne.”

Thump.

“Mother of the so-called Nightsong.” Aylin stood up. “The Nightsong is no more!”

A warm feeling surrounded them, pushing away the dark chill of the Shadowfell. With the soul cage broken, a familiar magical light drifted down to surround the aasimar. Selûne’s radiant moonlight lifted Aylin in the air, allowing her to conjure a brilliant set of armor over her rags. A massive greatsword floated down into her waiting hand, teeming with celestial energy.

They all gasped as a pair of resplendent wings appeared on her back, allowing her to hover in the air above them.

Everyone stood staring at her, speechless.

“You have done what we feared was impossible. You have released me from a century of sorrow, little warrior.”

Shadowheart looked like she could collapse at any moment as she battled with her years of faith and the choice she just made.

“Are you ready?”

“Ready for what?” Shadowheart’s voice was small.

“To kill Ketheric Thorm.”

With those final words, Aylin took off in flight, high up into the vast expanse of the Shadowfell. A portal appeared on the platform where she had been imprisoned.

“We…we need to leave. Now.” The panic in Shadowheart’s voice told Tav this was not up for discussion. “Lady Shar will not stand for me to be here for long. Not after what I did.”

“Very well.” Tav nodded toward the portal.

She jumped through to find herself outside the mausoleum entrance once more. One by one, her companions stumbled out behind her.

All except for one.

“Where’s Shadowheart?” She spun around in circles, searching for her frantically.

Everyone joined the panicked search, yelling out her name, their cries getting more desperate with each unanswered call.

“She was right behind me, where in the hells could she have gone?!” Tav’s voice was rising.

A sharp gasp behind her startled Tav out of her spiral. Shadowheart was kneeling in the dirt.

“Fucking hells, soldier,” Karlach ran to her side. “Where were you? You gave us a bit of a scare just then.”

“I tried to leave, but Shar blocked me,” she responded softly. “Punished me for failing her. Worse than failing her, defying her. I thought I knew the limit of pain that this wound could inflict, but I was sorely mistaken.”

“I’m so sorry��” Tav didn’t know what else to say.

“But then she released me,” Shadowheart sniffled as she stood up. “Banished me more like. She’s labeled me an outcast. Said that all of her children would know me and revile me.”

Sobs started to shake her body; she coiled in on herself as she spoke.

“I’m alone.”

Karlach glanced at Tav, a pained look on her face. Everyone else simply stood in awkward silence, no one seemed to have the words to comfort such a grief.

“Shadowheart, look at me.” Tav gripped her by both shoulders. “You’re not alone. We’re not going to leave you to face this decision on your own, I swear it. But right now, we have to get to Moonrise. We have to stop this cult before it can spread.”

She continued sobbing but had at least looked up at Tav.

“We’ll get you the answers you need, you have my word. I…” She found tears welling in her eyes as she started back into Shadowheart’s. “For what it’s worth, I think you did the right thing.”

“You’re lucky to have such confidence. I…I’m a target for Lady Shar’s followers now. I’ve just added who knows how many enemies to our ever-growing list.”

“Then they’ll have to get in line behind the rest. I’m not going to abandon you to the consequences of a choice I pushed you toward, okay?”

She nodded in response as she wiped her eyes.

“Are you going to be okay to come with us, or do we need to get you back to Last Light?” Tav asked in a gentler tone.

Shadowheart looked around at their companions, distraught and lost, looking to anyone for help.

“We need you, Shadowheart.” Karlach spoke up, coming over to place a hand over Tav’s on her shoulder.

“You made a wise, but terribly difficult decision today.” Halsin came up and placed his hand on the other shoulder. “I know it was not made lightly nor without consequence, but I think it was the correct one all the same. We cannot get you the answers you seek unless we help Dame Aylin bring down Ketheric Thorm.”

Shadowheart took a few deep breaths, slowly calming her cries.

“I can fight,” she finally said. “I want to fight.”

Tav nodded, smiling back at her.

“Then let’s chase after that aasimar.”

***

Halsin raced after Tav as they ran through the ruined town, chasing the trail of light left by Aylin in the sky. They may as well have been chasing a shooting star considering the speed at which she took off.

“I hope that recon you did paid off,” Tav huffed as she ran ahead of them. “What can we expect?”

“Six to eight cultists and a handful of ghouls guarding the bridge,” Karlach yelled back. “We could probably take them all if Aylin hasn’t already blown them up with all this holy fire.”

They were constantly dodging patches of light blue and gray flames as they continued their run across Reithwin. The towers were coming into view, the little bubbles of light from the moonlanterns lining the bridge acting as their guiding beacon.

“Even if we can get rid of the guards, we’ll never make it through all the True Souls and Ketheric on our own. We should try and gather forces with–”

Tav skidded to a stop just shy of Moonrise Towers when a pack of other people came running at them from their flank.

The sound of weapons being drawn filled his ears as they prepared to fight off the unexpected attackers.

But Tav put her arms out to stop them all.

“Jaheira?”

Through the light of the holy fire scattered along the ground, he could now see that Jaheira was indeed charging toward them. She had an entire squad of Harpers and Flaming Fists in tow.

“Why didn’t you wait for us to report back to Last Light?” Tav asked, sounding irritated. Halsin was taken aback by her sharp scolding – usually she stiffened into a soldier’s stance and tone of voice when she addressed the High Harper.

“Ah, so you’re giving me orders now, little ranger?” Jaheira shot back, but Halsin caught the smirk pulling at her lips.

Tav gave her an amused scoff before stashing her bow again.

“An aasimar streaking across the sky like a holy comet seemed as good a sign as any that you succeeded. These eyes may be old, but they are keen as ever. We simply saved you some extra walking.”

Karlach and the others gave Jaheira a quick briefing of the outside defenses. Tav recalled what she could about the inside of the fortress from their first visit days ago. Halsin remembered precious little about the layout of the towers, so he was trusting the others to lead him through.

“On your command, Tav,” Jaheira said with an approving nod.

Tav froze, staring out over the small army now looking to her for instruction. She looked back to Halsin and the others, panic spreading across her features.

“We’re with you too, sis.” Karlach punched her lightly in the arm.

Halsin reached over and took one of her hands, giving it a reassuring squeeze. She took a deep breath before speaking again.

“Harpers, form the rear line. Lay down cover fire for the Fists at the front. Wyll and Gale, I want you on opposite sides of the company ready to deter foes with spells. Try to stick with cantrips and other simple spells until we know where to find Ketheric…”

He watched as she started doling out assignments, fondly recalling the day they met. The way she commanded their attention with effortless grace, how her brow furrowed as she thought through the scenario ahead of them.

Today, he smiled at the way she squeezed his hand in hers so tight, looking for that support and comfort from him. And he was more than happy to provide it.

“…Karlach and Lae’zel will lead the charge, everyone else fall in behind them.”

When she stopped speaking, everyone was still looking at her, waiting. Tav seemed confused for a moment.

“They’re hoping for words of encouragement, something to strengthen their spirits,” Halsin whispered to her.

He felt her hand start to shake in his as she looked over the group of expectant soldiers. The racing of her mind was evident on her face with her twitching brow and darting eyes. She looked to the ground, like she hoped to find a speech written and ready for her to read aloud. Her grip on his hand tightened.

Then, she smiled.

“All beings should walk free of fear, with the right to live their lives as they wish.” Tav swallowed hard. “That’s one of the first lines of the Harper Code I learned over one hundred years ago. Moonrise has been seized by fear and darkness for far too long. Unable to grow, unable to sustain life of any kind.”

She turned her gaze to Halsin, giving him another soft smile.

“No more. Today we rid this world of Ketheric Thorm and his blight on this land.”

He saw tears gather in her eyes as she held her chin up a little higher. Her free hand brushed against the small tattoo on her neck.

“Sav-estel ne-emir peth.”

Have faith in my words. Halsin smiled hearing the phrase. Beautifully simple, perfect for their–

A strange glow coming from Tav’s throat startled him. Her tattoo had changed to a luminous, blue-white color, glowing bright among the shadows. He watched in awe as it started to shift from a broken sword into the symbol of the Harpers.

Gasps of surprise carried across the small crowd, followed by murmured words of their own. Halsin saw glowing tattoos of a harp inside of a crescent moon appear all across the skin of the Harpers that had joined them from Last Light.

He had heard rumors that the Harpers magically altered their ordinary tattoos to be a source of identification. Their symbol only showed once the Harper’s chosen code phrase was spoken.

Jaheira watched the scene unfold with a proud grin.

As quickly as it came, the glow subsided, once again leaving them under the cover of darkness.

Line by line, the Harpers and Flaming fist started to fall into position.

“Welcome home, little ranger,” Halsin heard Jaheira whisper to Tav as she took her place toward the front of the company.

Before taking her position on the front line to lead them into battle, Tav turned to face him.

“Thank you, Halsin.” She looked down at their hands one more time before slowly taking hers back.

“Tav, wait.”

Halsin grabbed hold of her wrist and pulled her back toward him. He brought his hand up to rest on the side of her neck before placing a soft, lingering kiss on her lips. Her hands came up to clutch at the leather straps on his armor, tugging him closer.

“Just in case,” he whispered after pulling away.

“Well now we have to win.” Tav smiled up at him.

They shared a quiet laugh as Halsin rested his forehead against hers. When they turned around to join their companions they were met with poorly concealed grins and giggles.

“Come on, time to finish what we started a century ago.” She tucked a piece of hair behind his ear.

Halsin nodded and took the chance to shift into his bear form, just as he did their first fight together. He nuzzled his face into her palm when she reached forward to scratch his ears.

Tav and Jaheira were at the front of the company with Lae’zel and Karlach. Halsin, Astarion, and Shadowheart followed closely behind them. Gale and Wyll took their assigned positions on the sides. The Harpers and Fists followed in orderly lines, sticking to the designated marching orders Tav had given them.

She led them all to the bridge with moonlanterns lining its length, the way forward into the fortress. Halsin could see the cultists peering across the way, trying to determine what horde could have snuck up on them so easily.

He watched as Tav drew her bow and fired an arrow between one of the cultist’s eyes. The action seemed to stun the others around them, letting Lae’zel and Karlach charge forward with a loud battle cry.

The battle for Moonrise Towers had begun.

[neontokyoo]

Tav comes off as an ordinary human. They do have prophetic dreams or visions sometimes and (accidentally) reveal that they have darkvision, but those could be just human traits from being particularly lucky in the magical department, couldn't they? They have large birthmarks on their back that are shaped like angel wings, but that's just how genetics rolled the dice, it doesn't mean anything, right? Right??? Well, in a particularly heated battle, Tav and another companion, your choice of who, are on different sides of a big river/canyon/something wide enough that jumping across would be difficult if not foolish to try. The companion gets hit pretty bad and Tav, being the protective heroic type with little sense of not taking risks when saving their friends, runs and jumps to get to the other side, danger be damned. When they, somehow, manage to get over without ramming into the shore/wall on the other side, they quickly push the companion out of harm's way and kill the enemy. Only…Tav seems to have grown a few inches? Oh, wait, no, they're just floating a few inches off the ground due to the two massive incorporeal wings coming from their back. They look horrified at the information that everyone in their party now Knows who they really are. Turns out that Tav is actually a Protector Aasimar that just turned level 3 and got their wings. When asked why they didn't tell anyone about this, they basically say that they were so deep in denial that they just hoped it would be proven false. Being an aasimar would mean that they are not just a normal, kind, and quirky human. They are Different, a plane-touched being that the gods decided to bring into the world, a person that would become very interesting to anyone evil who wanted to harm someone specific on the side of good, an object to be revered and possibly be used for magical materials or hounded by those that wanted blessings from such a celestial being. They have had to deal with all of that shit before and just got sick of it, so they did what they could to hide their heritage, denying it to others, but especially to themselves. And now, here they are, surrounded by their party, unable to deny the truth anymore. Tav is terrified, not only of the reactions from their companions, but of how denial was ripped away from them and they now have to confront the reality of their heritage.

Could you give headcanons for the companions reactions to all of this? It doesn't matter how many or which ones you do. This is a platonic scenario, Tav hasn't romanced anyone at this point, but they have gotten close enough with everyone to be considered more than just acquaintances. They are also a paladin, but class doesn't really matter in this scenario.

(sorry for the length, haha)

That was a lot to take in, but I’ll try my best to get all (if not, most) of it 😂

Pairing: Tav x party

Genre: fluff

Summary: ⬆️

Warnings: I need to do my research on certain topics when it comes to the D&D universe, so bear with me. Your girl barely knows her deities 😭😭 (I didn’t do Halsin or Wyll because I’m lazy today. Bear with me. I can add them later 😭)

Shadowheart:

Shadowheart was very confused when it happened. She had no idea what was going on or what just happened.

She didn’t say anything though because she knows what it feels like to keep secrets. *cough* *cough* the relic…..

It was a huge shocker, and it did haunt Shadowheart, but she wasn’t going to force Tav to talk. She figured that if they wanted to talk, they’d go to her.

She wasn’t too upset about it though. If anything, she thought it was cool. It’s not every day your friend grows wings like that.

She wasn’t obsessed with it though. She felt a little bit of understanding with why Tav was hiding this from their companions. She didn’t know the reason, but she did know that they were uncomfortable about other people knowing.

Gale:

Gale was patient, but he definitely wasn’t happy with Tav for keeping such a huge secret from him.

He confronted them, but he did so in the most polite way possible.

He had a little understanding after being able to feel the power radiating from his friend when it happened, but he still felt disappointed.

If they were such good friends why didn’t they tell him earlier???

But he eventually learned to let it go. He learned to respect Tav and their decisions.

Astarion:

Astarion definitely wasn’t happy with Tav at all. They practically knew everything about him, from the Cazador to the scars that were carved into his back.

So why didn’t they tell him? Astarion could feel the power. He knew that it could be used to the party’s advantage. But with how far they’ve come, why in the nine hells would they keep such a huge secret from him?

He most definitely confronted them about it. But he wasn’t as nice as the other companions. He went straight to the point and called them out on it.

This started a huge argument, but he eventually learned to let it go and move on before he ruined your relationship any further.

Lae’zel:

Lae’zel was pissed.

This caused a huge fight that would have been a repeat of what happened with Lae’zel and Shadowheart have the other party members not intervened.

Karlach:

Karlach thought that was the coolest thing ever.

She tried to persuade Tav to do it again and show her more.

Tav refused, but she wasn’t pushy about it at all.

She knew they’d come to her when they’re ready.

[nightmarist]

ok........ my favorite accumulated bg ships.......

Feel free to send prompts, ask headcanons, etc !

⭐ - Big Faves 😈 - Dubcon OK 💀 - Noncon OK CW Incest (Durge/Orin, Raphael/Mephistopheles)

My Tavs/Durges/OCs:

Tareth - my main Tav. Emotionally repressed warlock drow. Yuta - OC. Tiefling Grave Cleric. Rapunzel/Cinderella trope. Huitzil (x) - Embrace Durge. White Draconic Sorcerer. Blood is Sacred. To Bleed is to Love. Blood is Life. Death is an extent of Life. Sahariel - Resist Durge. Vengeance Paladin Aasimar. He thinks he's better than Bhaalspawn but there are just as many corpses. Aurelio - OC I intended to ship w Astarion. He's an Ixalan Vampire from the MtG Universe, which is within the DnD and BG3 Multiverse. He is a paladin sun-walking vampire whose culture worships vampires as protectors.

I'm really burnt out on Astarion so unless it's a very interesting dynamic, please consider someone else!

I have not had Minthara in my party yet so I apologize for her lacking. I do have some ships with her tho bc she's hot <3

RAPHAEL &/or HAARLEP

Raphael/Haarlep⭐⭐⭐😈💀

"All the Beasts of the Hells" 😈💀

Cazador ⭐😈💀

Mephistopheles 😈💀

Ascended Raphael/Slayer Durge 😈💀

Yurgir 😈

Gortash 😈

The Archivist/Haarlep 😈

Tav or Durge😈

Kith'rak Voss😈

Sorn Orlith

WYLL

Zevlor⭐

Halsin

Zevlor & Halsin⭐

Karlach

Gale

Lae'zel

LAE'ZEL

Karlach ⭐

Shadowheart

Gith!Tav

Tav or Durge😈

Slayer Durge😈

Vlaakith

KARLACH

Gortash (Pre-Zariel)

Zariel 😈💀

Devils 😈

Wyll

Dammon

Lae'zel

Shadowheart

Halsin

SHADOWHEART

Nocturne

Viconia😈

Nocturne & Viconia😈

Minthara😈

Shar😈💀

Karlach

Lae'zel

isobel & Aylin⭐

Aylin (As Nightsong) 😈

Wyll

Halsin

Wyll & Halsin

Kar'niss

Ketheric

Abdirak

ISONEL & AYLIN <3<3

Isoble/Aylin⭐<3<3

Kar'niss

Minthara

Selunite Tav

Shadowheart

ORIN

Durge 😈💀

Slayer Durge😈💀

Ketheric ⭐😈💀

Gortash😈💀

Lae'zel 😈💀

Halsin😈💀

Jaheira😈💀

KETHERIC

Durge😈

Oathbreaker!Tav 😈

Evil!Cleric!Tav 😈

Gortash😈

GORTASH

Ketheric😈

Orin 😈

Durge 😈💀

Raphael &/or Haarlep⭐😈

Karlach (pre-zariel)

ZEVLOR

Minthara 😈

Halsin⭐

Ketheric😈

Tav

Wyll ⭐

Wyll & Halsin⭐

ROLAN

Zevlor⭐

Gale⭐

Larroakan⭐😈💀

Drow!Tav/Nere

CAZADOR

Sebastian⭐😈💀 (esp as a replacement for Astarion <3)

Tav or Durge😈

Slayer Durge😈

Raphael and/or Haarlep ⭐😈

Vampire Spawn😈💀

Vellioth⭐⭐⭐😈💀

Astarion, but on thin ice (im just so burnt out on him man) 😈💀

MISCELLANY

Abdirak/He Who Was

He Who Was/Kar'niss

Minthara/Z'rell

Drow!Tav/Dhourn

Drow!Tav/Kar'niss

Nere/Kar'niss 😈

Orpheus/Voss

Emperor/Orpheus 😈

Cazador/Tav or Durge

Cazador/Slayer Durge

Raphael/The Crown (im joking. but just barely.)