#murderbled

@murderbled liked for a one liner.

"AH-Haha!!" The bark of laughter is complimented by the brief toss back of her head before she meets her eye. Straightening with the tilt of her head and amusement lit within a red gaze. "Oh darling. I do not beg."

𝑭𝒊𝒓𝒔𝒕 𝒊𝒎𝒑𝒓𝒆𝒔𝒔𝒊𝒐𝒏𝒔 Send a ✩ to find out what my OC’s first impression would be of your OC, based on appearance, word of mouth and nothing else

❝Well, I guess it's nice not to be alone with these things up here. None of us can be picky for company, its just— if I look into her eyes, I think she might eat my soul...

@murderbled sent : “   you’re  so  much  more  than  the  mistakes  you’ve  made .  ”

A SNORT LEAVES THE PALE ELF. "Now now , i could say the same to you - although i'd doubt you'd listen." QUICK RETORT & yet no less true. However , despite the playfulness of it , it's quite clear by the narrowing of Astarion's eyes that Asthora's words had dug beneath his skin. HE WONDERS IF SHE WOULD UTTER THEM , knowing the full truth. After all - what little the companions do know of him has been cleverly crafted , to hide his shame and keep them at arms length.

@murderbled: “i’m never more at peace than i am in your arms.” ( 𝚗𝚘 𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚛 𝚊𝚌𝚌𝚎𝚙𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 )

𝕍𝔼𝕃𝕍𝔼𝕋 red pillows and gold trimmed duvet's couldn't cover the 𝖘𝖎𝖓 of their naked bodies beneath . STRONG arms continued to cup her entire torso upon his broad chest . countless throw pillows and he only wanted , needed , for her to rest her head against HIM . locked in with 𝙣𝙤 𝙚𝙨𝙘𝙖𝙥𝙚 . lashes were heavy on his eyes , chin pressed above her head , mumbling words un-befitting of a 𝑻𝒀𝑹𝑨𝑵𝑻 .

❝ i will never stop giving you the peace you want . ❞

do not leave yet . just a little longer like this . a little longer in this 𝒅𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒎 . where our pasts cannot touch us , where our future is in tomorrow and not the now .

this may be the first time in his memory that she's shown him any kind of sentimentality. it's appreciated, of course it is, it's just a shame that it had taken multiple stab wounds to get there. he'd been left outside her door, battered and bruised and bleeding, all in the aim of sending a message to her. in his opinion, it's a message that's very much been received. though the cuts and bruises may have been healed now, that doesn't mean he isn't still feeling the effects.

@murderbled sent : ❝ i appreciate anyone that opens a conversation with threats of bodily harm. ❞

REACHING FOR A BLADE HAS BECOME SECOND NATURE - & he loathes it. There had once been a time when he had only carried a knife for protection and left it at that. A STORY THAT HAD BEGUN WITH LOVE & ENDED IN DEATH , ACCOMPANIED BY ENDLESS TORTURE.

"I don't like being watched."

OR FEELING CORNERED. No - such things reminded him of a prison he'd recently been freed from.