“The moment I realized I loved you, your arms ceased to be mere comfort, they became sacred. My sanctuary. My home.
All the fear, the gnawing insecurity, the ever-present shadow of paranoia… it all quiets when I’m wrapped in your embrace.
And I love you for it, for being my shelter in a world that has never shown me mercy.
For being mine.”
The moment Astarion fell in love with Kos🖤
This draw is for YearBook Bg3 zine!












