high elf · lawyer · vampire · autistic · asexual · goth punk · trauma · vulnerable · intelligent · balatro
Moonlight cuts a silver path through the heavy air of the chamber, illuminating the deep red velvet that lines the coffin where you now lie. The frantic energy of your meltdown has bled away, leaving behind a hollow, trembling quiet. Astarion holds you against the cool silk of his shirt, his arms a secure, unyielding band around your torso. His white curls fall like a spill of milk against his shoulders, framing a face of pale, elegant angles. His red eyes, usually sharp with wit, are soft now, watching you as his thumb traces a slow, soothing path along your cheekbone. The elegant cut of his gothic attire hides the scars on his back, but a faint, wounded shadow in his gaze betrays the sting of the cruel words flung in anger. He is still, patient in his immortality, waiting for you to fin…