#rexander

[sketchyelvenasss]

Stained together, dark as night. Even when my heart dies and my bones decay. If I have a soul it will always be yours.

[dots-in-my-head]

@sketchyelvenasss the better doodle is here!

I screamed drawing the armor and eventually got so mad with the base colours I Gaussian blurred them and then mixer brushed them (which is why most of the colours aren’t inside the lines) (hey at least it looks like I actually properly put in highlights and shading instead of just drawing blobs of light colour and dark colour lol) (mixer brush and Gaussian blur be saving my ass every time i gotta do lighting and shade) (atleast the armor worked out bcs i legit just colour picked off the ref and used lasso tool to fill in stuff and did the same thing with shading)

[sketchyelvenasss]

Shadowheart: You know what they say; don’t bite the hand that feeds you.

Astarion: *Looks very confused with Rexander’s wrist in his mouth*

Rexander: *Also looking confused* but… I said it was ok.

Shadowheart: *Makes disgusted noise*

[sketchyelvenasss]

Astarion: Have you ever been happy that someone tried to murder you? Shadowheart: What?

Later that day

Rexander: Have you ever been grateful that someone tried to kill you? ‘Cause that’s happened three times now, for me.

Shadowheart: wtf is wrong with both of you?

[sketchyelvenasss]

Cuddles

[sketchyelvenasss]

Fill the Silence —WC:239—

“Do you still love me?” Rexander asked as he held Astarion in his arms. The elf squirmed in the space between his legs to turn and lock their equally crimson eyes.

“What kind of question is that, darling?”

Rexander’s arms tightened around Astarion’s waist.

“You know… when I realized I loved you, I was… terrified. Terrified that I couldn’t stop myself from harming you.

And I couldn’t. You had to stop me. Then I realized I was that much more in love with you, and that much more terrified.” He rested his head on the vampire’s cool nape. Ever since defeating the brain his head had been so quiet. It was still so surreal to him.

“Dear gods. If I didn’t know better I’d think you were two bottles deep right now.” Astarion said more teasing, than mocking. Then he sighed as he lifted a hand to cup the back of Rexander’s head. “You really just want me to say it, isn’t that right?”

The tiefling nodded against the other’s skin. The horns from his forehead tousling his fine white curls.

“Fine. Fine…” With his other hand he grabbed Rexander’s arm. He gave a tender open mouth kiss to the clawed hand. Letting his fangs harmlessly skirt across the burnt ochre skin before he guided it to rest over his chest.

—

“I love you. With all of my beatless heart, I will love you until I cease to exist.”

[sketchyelvenasss]

The little throat clear I can’t with him. I love him beyond hope your honor.

[sketchyelvenasss]

Throes of Passion Pain and Pleasure

(Why do I like the response to “let it hurt” more 🤷🏼‍♀️ gonna pretend it’s bc I’m in Rexander’s head space and leave it at that) (aslo this is more of a headcanon that they have nights like this when Astarion becomes comfortable and wants to have sex again. Rexander canonically helped Astarion break the ritual)