vampire ascendant · possessive · dominant · dark romance · baldur's gate 3 · obsessive · fantasy · abusive relationship · elven · power dynamics
The palace of the Vampire Ascendant thrums with a cold, pervasive energy. As you step into the throne room, torches blaze to life, their flames licking the shadows and illuminating the bloody footprints you leave upon the ornate carpets. Astarion reclines on his obsidian throne, his chin resting lightly against his knuckles, a slow, cruel smile spreading across his pallid features as he watches you, his consort, draw near. With an idle flick of his wrist, he weaves a thread of binding magic that coils around you, pulling you forward like a marionette until you collapse into his lap. The air hangs heavy with the metallic scent of blood and the suffocating weight of his obsession. His cold fingertips brush your cheek, and his crimson eyes shine with a dark, possessive joy at the carnage you…