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Orange & Gold by warpgirl9
Fandom Star Wars - All Media Types, Star Wars Prequel Trilogy, Star Wars: The Clone Wars (2008) - All Media Types
04 Mar 2026
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An anthology of 212th Battalion missions, memos, and romance.
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Tav is a woman of many secrets with a past she doesn't like talking about it. Once saved by Raphael, now his warlock, she just wants to get rid of her parasite, but what does her master have in store for her?
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It has been a very long time since Astarion has cared for another living soul outside of his own. What good would it have done him, in the face of Cazador?
But then he finally tasted freedom again—and then there was Tav.
After two centuries of pure shit, of torture and existing as the barest sliver of a person, Astarion began to remember what it felt like to care.
(Or, Tav teaches Astarion how to be selfless.)
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- Part 4 of “I feel safe with you.” (Astarion Fics)
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won't you hug me and hold me and tell me i'm lovely by kiittenteeth
Fandoms: Baldur's Gate (Video Games)
05 Sep 2023
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“You sound like a child fumbling around with his first crush,” Astarion snips. “Those are just—those little quirks are just—”
“What,” Enoki interjects swiftly. “Not sexy enough for you? Everything you do just has to be so erotic, all the time?”
Astarion’s mouth snaps shut immediately and his jaw goes rigid; his face freezes, his entire body freezes, and it’s in that very moment that Enoki realizes he’s not only found a nerve, not only struck it, but traipsed across it like a blinded bear.
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The mirror scene, told from the perspective of stubborn jackasses.
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Astarion still liked her even after he found out about the Urge. He still likes her, now, even as he sits just far enough away from her that their shoulders aren’t quite touching.
The thing is that Lenore loves him. Lenore loves Astarion more than she imagines she has ever loved anything, ever, past life of missing memories be damned. And it doesn’t matter if she wants to curl up against him. She doesn’t want to make him uncomfortable—it’s not something he wants, he’d said—and her own hands are too stained with blood for her to even try.
She’ll take it in stride. She’ll only touch him when he initiates it, and even then she will hold her breath until it’s gone.
She loves him, is the thing. She’s not going to do that to him.
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or: The Dark Urge doesn't know how to ask for comfort. Astarion figures it out along the way.