"Be careful..I bite~"

Indie Roleplayer of Astarion (Astariana) Ancunin. Pinned by Peachie

[laceinblood]

--- 𝐋𝐚𝐜𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐝​ ​𓆩𓆪 Private blog of a canon character Astarion ( Astariana ) Ancunin from a video game Baldur's Gate 3. Hosted by 𝑷𝒆𝒂𝒄𝒉𝒊𝒆~ - BLOG IN PROCESS ATM, PLEASE BE PATIENT. -

[laceinblood]

/le sneak sneak~

[karimin-hayalleri]

[karimin-hayalleri]

[provokethebladee]

"The Blade of Frontiers hmm? mm... You are going to protect me, right?" A smirk filled up to her lips along of laughter.

"...Umm.." He was speechless towards the other as he was trying to think of the next thing he was going to say, but pretty much.. he's speechless.

[laceinblood]

The vampire spawn chuckles as she is seeing his features. "Awwee.." She smacked her lips. "Cat got your tongue?" She said cutely as she leaned alittle close to him just to be a tease. "I was only kidding, I can handle myself~"

[jaebird88]

[umbralitany]

open starter!

❝You're completely insufferable… and yet I've grown rather fond of your company.

ㅤㅤHmm... Perhaps I've had more to drink than I realized~❞

[laceinblood]

"I have been feeling very mutual myself.." The vampire scoffed as she takes a sip of her drink. "Ugh, this is awful... how is this even drink-able.."

[laceinblood]

What color does your love feel like?

Warm Burnt Orange

Riding off into the sunset, the hope of a happy ending, the bitter aftertaste that still, in its own way, smells kind of great. Your love is all bitter hopefulness, all about a broken heart that refuses to quit, all about the unshakable knowledge that a burning fire has a great comforting warm and a soft glowing light, all about the way that after the sun comes down there's a beautiful starry night following it. It's stubbornness, it's the refusal to give up, the clutching of broken shards despite the searing pain and being adamant that dammit you can still make a beautiful stained glass window out of it. Yours is a screaming heart, a pleading love, a bitter and almost belligerent hope that things will still work out even if you have to roll up your sleeves and make them. And god, aren't you tired? Isn't your heart heavy? Is all your hard work worth it? Don't you just want to curl up and let it be? Let the fire turn to ashes and the sky turn dark and let love die down and watch people leave? But you don't, do you? You're the bravest out of all of us, so you pick up the pieces and you keep going, keep believing, and you keep your heart full of hope because some day. Some day you know you'll get it. You keep riding off into the sunset and you keep filling my heart with hope as you go because god, how do I wish you do finally get it, too. Tagged - Stole it~ Tagging - Whoever wants to play!

[iron-hearts-ablaze]

"Well, aren't you a luscious thing..~"

Unprompted Ask || Always Accepting

"About time someone noticed." Karlach smirked with an air of confidence most would crave to have. She hadn't long returned from bathing - as best as she could whilst avoiding the vents in her body - in the stream. She was battling her hair with her long nails, using them as a comb to try and detangle her black and red hair. The most she could wear was some leftover leather trousers and waistcoat no one was using - the only material she didn't burn up within seconds. The waistcoat was clearly too small on her and showed off her midriff, but she was hardly embarrassed by that. If anything, it helped keep her cool. Karlach had returned to the camp with Tav and a couple of others but she was already making herself at home. She was yet to be fully introduced to the rest of the camp.

"I'm Karlach, by the way. I'd shake your hand but I don't want to burn it off."

[laceinblood]

A simple laugh came from the vampire's lips as she went closer to the tiefling, and looking up at her closely, she can see why Karlach was so called the demon of Avernus.. her skin is so red, and the heat from her skin is lingering and she can almost feel it. It is nice to have a strong female to be in their camp, more protection indeed. "Astariana.. a pleasure, darling." She spoke softly, and her voice is like a red glass of wine pouring slowly into a cup. "Yeah.. about that.. I can feel the heat coming off from you, my dear.. I heard once you were a lapdog to Zariel, I wonder... how did you escape?" She asked, being awfully curious to this being.

[laceinblood]

// Played alot of hair-dresser today for my vampy baby lmao just dunno what to choose lmao

[mercymaker]

so i've been cooking...

[mercymaker]

"You don't know what it was like. There was no way out."

I'm absolutely falling in love with her, so I snapped some more photos instead of going to sleep.

I got to play around a custom map by the incredible @/sp4rr0wsw3nch.bsky.social! and it was one of the coolest mods I've ever played with 💖

[letsbelonelytogetherr]

— william wordsworth (via letsbelonelytogetherr)

[laceinblood]

She is beauty, she is grace, and she is going to eat your face~

[unhingedhellhound]

⛧

[mournfulroses]

Albert Camus, from a letter to María Casares featured in Correspondance, 1944-1959