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auburniivenus · 1 month

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❛ the truth is, i don't want just anyone. i want you. ❜

Under the hushed serenade of capriciously dancing candlelight, her epidermis is ornamented in an avast, satin-like luminescence, transmuting her into the absolute specimen of carnal yearning. She emerges as a supreme being of sensual aspiration, her voluptuous silhouette seducing his psyche, manifesting before him as if Aphrodite herself had descended, morphing upon the robust tableau of his masculinity. The space is energized with a perceptible magnetism, her essence irresistibly gravitating towards his, attuned to the unrestrained, primal strength that radiates from his being, akin to the prelude of a sun’s dawning warmth. With an adulation bordering on reverence, she explores the untamed terrains of his torso, arms, and deltoids, her fingertips gliding with the ephemeral grace of autumnal zephyrs caressing Gaia’s verdant carpet. Their forms, in divine consonance, merge against one another, sculpted from transcendent matter, her presence embracing the intoxicating warmth that radiates from his core. Her palms, passionate and imperious, assert their privilege with a scorching heat that surpasses temporal bounds,— ballet of concupiscence.

In this nexus of time, her sole yearning is to disintegrate into his corpulence, to amalgamate into an inconspicuous unity with him. Her mind is now a shrine void of all but a singular, relentless urge to surrender to his sovereignty, to the exquisite tyranny of his caress. “Astarion…” An utterance, a susurration of aphrodisia, wafts upon his lips as she absorbs his enticing parfums of vodka, black pepper, and leather, unforgettable and obstinate. With a poise born of fervent concupiscence, her palms, both graceful and decisive, loosen the lace that encircles her, permitting the satin vestments to descend in a gentle cascade upon his frame, unveiling the magnificent grandeur of her denuded appearance in an aphonous pledge to the supreme being of her adulation. “Than, claim me. Enshroud me in your omnipotence, my lord.” She entreats, timbre a mellifluous caress, her gaze veiled in a miasma of corporeal craving, aroused appetite.

Perched on the brink of ecstasy, she is agog to imbibe his quintessence. Inoue, in an act of sublime abdication, inclines towards him, her debauched bosom against his, her fingers weaving through his argentate tresses as she beams, a luminescent witness to her adoration for his unparalleled pulchritude. “My precious aeterno amante.” Intones, a proclamation of perpetual amore as her fingernails delineate the contour of his lips, a harbinger to their souls’ impending fusion. Then, with a languor that belies the vehement tempest of her urge, their lips coalesce, igniting an inferno of insatiable desire that threatens to engulf them whole. The incisive, exigent fervor of her osculation arouses him. Her yearning is as deep and ineluctable as the vampiric lust for the elixir of life.

@estarion - ascended.

#( — .:｡✿*┆ answers ❀ ❞ )#ooc; not even sorry #tw: suggestive #ooc; i submit my heart to them because dude they good #ooc; we created a masterpiece ship miki #( — .:｡✿*┆ BG3 VERSE❀ ❞ )#( — .:｡✿*┆ AETERNA AMANTES : ASTARION & ORIHIME ❞ )

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auburniivenus · 1 month

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SHE WAS THE SUN SHINING UPON THE TOMB OF YOUR HOPES AND DREAMS, SO FRAIL.

HE WAS THE MOON PAITING YOU WITH ITS GLOW, SO VULNERABLE AND PALE.

LOVE'S THE FUNERAL OF HEARTS.

@estarion credit for this edits! and because i love them.

#( — .:｡✿*┆ Astarion & Orihime: aeterna amantes ❀ ❞ )#( — .:｡✿*┆ i: edits ❀ ❞#( — .:｡✿*┆ visage ❀ ❞ )#OOC; I AM CRYING FOR REAL #OOC; I NOTICED THE HAND MOVEMENT IS SO DELICATE

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auburniivenus · 1 month

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I’m going to put you on your knees. You’re going to hate how much you love it.

Beneath the fluorescent embrace of Selene's gaze, her alabaster feet tread a path, an exquisite amalgam of fierce motion and sylphlike glide upon the plush garnet carpet that ornaments the rustic oaken floorboards. Auburn tresses, reminiscent of autumn's elegance, cascade in a fluid, undulating veil behind her, delineating the enchanting contour of her progression—a silhouette ensconced amidst chiaroscuro whispers and the opalescent brilliance that filters through the manorial windows, gracefully veiled by gossamer curtains, further accentuating her preternatural presence. Elegantly attired in a roseate nightgown, handmade from the most exquisite silk. It flutters like a delicate wraith behind her, its textile intimately embracing her physique, emphasizing the curvature of her limbs, her ample décolletage, invoking an aura of sensuality both innate and ineffable.

She advances, emulating the splendor of a primordial nymph, a saunter that encapsulates her within the infernal universe he has diligently orchestrated—a Persephone, sovereign of their nocturnal kingdom, a realm now under his dominion. A vampire princess, consort, upon whom a nascent epoch is poised, she personifies not only her chosen path but also the fate of the one whose desire for her knows no bounds. To the observants, she is the quintessence of feminine appeal and suppleness, an icon of disdain and admiration. Her magnanimity knows no limits, extending even to those deemed unworthy of her regard.

As Inoue approaches the throne room, her delicate palms engage the barriers, parting them with a poise that belies the profound strength within. "Have you summoned me, my beloved Lord?" Intones, her voice a serene consonance that permeates the majestic expanse, as she traverses. She advances toward the throne, where he presides, an obelisk of calm and majesty. Her gaze intersects with Astarion's, offering a bow, a pledge of obedience and esteem. His response, a sonorous timbre both grandiose and ardent, urges her to elevate her exquisite countenance. A gentle smile expands upon her margins as she rises once more, her demeanor unshaken. "As many times as you wish. I’m here to serve you, to please you, to make you delighted." Utters. With an effortless movement, her digits meander to the embroidery that secures her satin vestment, allowing it to descend in a smooth cascade to the floor, her form denuded before his covetous, crimson look.

@estarion - ASCENDED

#( — .:｡✿*┆ answers ❀ ❞ )#( — .:｡✿*┆ BG3 VERSE: AETERNA AMANTES - ASTARION & ORIHIME ❞ )#ooc; I'm not even sorry #tw: suggestive #ooc; you asked for this so accept it :3 #ooc; not be dying over them nope never yes everday

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auburniivenus · 11 days

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"I'M FLYING MY PRIVATE JET!"

ooc; I could say many things here, but I think it's the proper moment to say how much I adore you and value as rp partner, friend, discord buddy, shipping buddy and so on. You're very unique in your own manner, you're full of energy as much as I am, that's why we keep a constant communication, not just in plotting but in daily life too. I appreciate so much all the effort you put in me, in us and in this beautiful ship we created. In the beginning, when I did that poll about what romance route Hime would follow I thought about Gale, because I didn't know if Astarion and Orihime could make a good couple, but look I was wrong! They are perfect with all their contrasts, their angst and love. They are amazing in every verse we create! So it's the right path for her. Even my boss says so!

Thank you for being part of my journey as a writer, as a person and for being my friend. I adore you. Thank you for let Hime have her private vampire jet! Because nothing is better than an albino vampire! All the love you have for them, as much as me is here, in this cute adorable double that you tell that's a harsh doodle, but for me is perfect and beautiful and the world must see it.

Thank you miki @estarion

#( — .:｡✿*┆ AETERNA AMANTES: ASTARION & ORIHIME ❞ )#orihime inoue #astarion ancunin #ooc; so in love :3333333 they are chef kiss #ooc; thank you for this :3333

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auburniivenus · 12 days

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8 ?? 👀

8) receiver’s muse kills someone to protect sender’s muse. sender approaches to gently calm them down. - meme here.

Her palms vibrate as she gazes at the corpse before her, hemorrhage still warm on her dermis. Metallic scent fills her nostrils, mingling with the acrid tang of fear & adrenaline. Her heart pounds in her cage, a pulse-pounding tempo against the night's eerie stillness. He approaches ponderously, his footsteps soft against the damp earth. Astarion reaches out, his fingertips brushing her shoulder with a gentleness that seems supplemental in the wake of such violence. She turns to him, her spheres wide & glistening with unshed tears. In the moonlight, her countenance is a portrait of despair and quagmire. Innocence of her features shattered by the weight of her actions. ❝ I [ ... ] I killed him. ❞ Breathes, words lodged in her throat like fragments of glass. ❝ To protect you. ❞

His gaze softens, a flicker of tenderness in his usually guarded expression. She draws him close, encompassing his form in her arms as if to shield him from the calamities of the world. His lips brush against her hair. She holds onto him, her digits clenching into the fabric of his garment as if he is the only anchor in a sea of chaos. She inhales deeply, the scent of him ── leather, spice, and something else ── filling her nostrils and quieting the upsurge within her. Boundaries between love and death blur, the magnitude of their bond forged in blood & sacrifice. Astarion's touch is a silent promise, a vow to stand by her side no matter the consequences.

@estarion

#( — .:｡✿*┆ answers ❀ ❞ )#( — .:｡✿*┆ AETERNA AMANTES: ASTARION & ORIHIME ❞ )#( — .:｡✿*┆ BG3 VERSE ❞ )#ooc; i did my best :3 for them

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auburniivenus · 1 month

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Let me touch your skin Let me see your eyes You will taste this sweet pain You will like to suffer for me See the light in my eyes Feel the razorblades on your skin See your sparking blood Let me drink your life And in my world of temptation I will wait for you I'll show you all the pleasures There's so much we can do Don't be afraid my darling Let me be your guiding light Don't be afraid my darling There's no reason for you to hide I kiss you from your feet To your open mouth I can hear you cry When your blood begins to flow