#Wyll x tav

[girls-with-boys-names]

I stayed up to an ungodly hour finishing this BG3/Robin Hood animatic so hope y’all enjoy ✨

[lilaeleaf]

Moonlit dance by the fire~

Wyll Ravengard the man that you are‼️❤️ replaying Ayana’s run so I can romance him again teehee~

[kobaldkisses]

So can’t stop making these

[mimorugk]

Haven't seen Wyll's neck kiss with body 4 yet, so I imagine it would go like this-

[iicaru2]

wyll has a frightening amount of power really because nothing makes me reload and pick the morally upright option faster than a Wyll Disapproves popup in the corner of my screen. he makes a disappointed scowl over my shoulder and i feel like i’ve been personally chastised. part of me does want to see the evil endings myself someday but the rest of me is growing a moral compass despite my every effort to the contrary because an unreasonably pretty man lost one single approval point with me and emotionally i can’t handle that.

[wysteria-bloom]

↪" you amaze me "

Bg3 x reader

Giving them a surprise kiss

Warnings : suggestive on Halsin's part... Spoilers for bg3 (duh).

Genre : fluff

A/n : I have 367 hours in this game so I believe that I am worthy enough to write for these characters I love so very much. I am extremely open to requests for bg3 please send me all the stuff you want to see! I'm not gonna include minsc and jaehira for obvious reasons.

Characters : halsin, astarion, wyll, gale, gortash, rolan, raphael

▢ astarion

Leans into the kiss almost immediately. Its usually how he responds to any affection coming from you. Rests a gentle hand on your arm as he deepens the kiss with a pleased little smile on his lips.

When you break from the kiss, still has the smile on his lips, his eyes looking down at you softly, " can't get enough of me, darling?" He cooed out teasingly, a giddiness to him that wasn't there a few minutes ago.

You nip his jaw," stop getting cocky. I caught you off-gaurd, admit it."

He gasped in offence," and here I thought my beautiful partner was merely expressing how much they loved me." Shaking his head at you with an exagerrated pout," shame on you."

"... That's a 'yes'." You smirked.

"Oh shut up," pulls you into another kiss full of laughter.

▢ gale

Blinks for a good 5 seconds before finally responding to the kiss in full, hand curling through your hair to cup the back of your head. A wistful sigh blows through his nose as he leans into the kiss more.

When you pull away, he still holds your head. You smile happily at him," Hello, love." You greet cutely.

Sends you a bashful little smile, pressing his forehead to yours," Well... hello to you too."

"Were you surprised?"

"Oh-hoh?" He grinned with amusement," there was a goal behind all this?"

You tilt your head from side to side," eh... I did have one. But I also just wanted to kiss my handsome husband."

Clears his throat, cheeks warming," Oh, well consider me th..thoroughly surprised, then."

▢ wyll

It only takes him a second to respond to your kiss, cupping both sides of your face so gently and rubbing a thumb across your jawline. A small happy hum falls from his lips as he's kissing you.

When pulling away, his lips chase after yours, giving you a final little peck," You amaze me. Everytime." He breathed out, always has something cheesy to say after every kiss but it never fails to make your heart stutter.

You huff," You're impossible to surprise, yknow? You're too smooth."

He laughs," will it make you feel better if I said you gave me butterflies?"

A hum and then a smile you nodded to him," I believe that's substantial. However, you need to pay for your indiscretions with a kiss."

"Whatever will I do?" Wyll leans down, nose pressing against yours," I have no choice but to give in, hm?"

"No choice." You agreed, hands moving to his waist as he cups your face.

He presses his lips to yours excitedly.

▢ gortash

He's doing some paperwork when you give him a little kiss on the cheek. Not reacting at first, he finished his signature before looking up at you, a softness to his eyes," Can I help you?"

You merely give him an innocent smile," just reminding you that I love you."

He blinks for a moment before he hums, a slow grin reaching his lips," I see.." He places a hand to your hip, rubbing it slowly with a thumb," Well, I fear I need another reminder then, my dear."

"Greedy," You cooed out before pressing a proper kiss to his lips.

▢ raphael

Is certainly shocked for a split second. He was only telling you about a recent poem he had read and enjoyed.

He cups the back of your neck with his clawed hand, deepening the kiss with huff of amusement. Before breaking the kiss he nips at your bottom lip with his sharp teeth," It's rude to interrupt."

You hum, pressing another kiss to his jaw," You're too endearing when you talk about your poems." You reply honestly.

"Oh good, I was afraid I was boring you." No, he wasn't. He knew how engaged you got in his little speils. That was endearing.

"You could never." He drags you into another kiss with a lot more flames stoked beneath it.

▢ halsin

A low hum of surprise and then a slow smile reaches his lips. His large hands rest on your waist as he deepens this kiss, feeling heat build between the two of you the more passionate it grows.

When you pull away from eachother there's a trail of saliva left between your lips. His eyes are a lot darker now, a yellow shine to them," is there something you need, my heart?" He questioned with that low tone of his.

"Just you."

Pins you to a nearby tree and kisses your neck," that I'll give you in abundance."

▢ rolan

Was in the middle of complaining to you about how you put a book in the wrong place. He had that cute little frown on his face, the grouchy furrow to his brows and the agitated swish of his tail.

You just couldn't help yourself. Leaning forwards, you caught his lips with yours, making him shut up completely. He stared down at you with wide eyes before he moans a little and leans into the kiss.

His tail curls around your leg, dragging you closer to him as he leaned back against the bookcase behind him.

When you pulled away for a breath, he still had his eyes closed for a good five seconds.

Looks into your eyes for a moment before he cups your jaw," you can't kiss your way through an argument." He huffs out.

"I just did."

"Did you? What if I'm still mad at you?"

You grinned at him," Your tail says otherwise, love."

He scoffed and tried to frown but his lips kept twitching," You're impossible." Pulls you into a more heated kiss, arms wrapping around you protectively.

[starcapn]

the blade and his doting bard!

[haverdoodles]

sweet words overflow from my heart and turn into gentle blooms. be my valentine? 🌷

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valentine's day was made for wyll :) i was sad that he wasn't used to promote the holiday at all, so i made some valentine art of him to compensate <3 i hope you all had a lovely day surrounded by love!

[jojoma]

just thinking that every boi need powerful gf

my perfect world of bg3 hehe

[shewolfofvilnius]

PSA: Know how Mizora sticks around your Act 3 camp and refuses to leave? Know how Mizora tries to get Wyll's dad blown to bits by spiders if you refuse Wyll's contract extension? Know how she's ruined Wyll's life for 7 years and been a pain for Karlach and for everyone else too?

Flesh to Stone. Sticks even through teleport, and if she fails all three CON saves, it is PERMANENT unless you use Basilisk Oil on her.

This way she can never hurt anyone else again (at least for a while) NOR can ruin the next few months for my fiancé Wyll and I.

Enjoy being a permanent fixture of the Elfsong Tavern, arsehole. Can't KILL her, but technically this doesn't qualify as harm. :)

(edit 2: Love that this is my most popular thing. Still works as of Hotfix 19. Please NEVER remove this Larian)

[kittycornsiri]

this is what it feels like asking Wyll for a kiss during the tiefling party

[girls-with-boys-names]

Yall wanted a part 2 of this BG3/Robin Hood crossover so enjoy one of the best romance scenes of all time ✨

[thewizardhole]

[wallpapertown]

Prince Wyll Ravengard AU where his father has arranged a ball to find a suitor for Wyll.

In an attempt to make it a less shallow endeavor, it’s decided it will be a masquerade ball. He can choose someone based on personality, not looks. (Despite the fact that they’ve all been pre selected by his father.) But no one planned for the mysterious uninvited guest: a rogue who has snuck in on a heist.

Will they leave with the blood ruby? Or get distracted by the handsome prince?

[mimorugk]

Wyll and my tav Thyrus. Charisma 17 and charisma 10 (-9)

Thyrus is a half drow ranger with criminal background haha

[moonselune]

Wyll x Drow!reader | Leap of Faith

had to write something to accompany this

The night air was crisp, laced with the lingering scent of damp earth and crushed leaves. Moonlight bathed the forest clearing in a soft, silvery glow, illuminating the narrow path that led from the river’s edge to the towering trees beyond. You stood there, arms crossed tightly over your chest, shifting your weight from foot to foot as impatience and worry warred inside you.

Wyll was late.

He was never late.

A thousand thoughts whirled through your mind, each one darker than the last. Had something happened? Had he been caught? It was no secret that Grand Duke Ulder Ravengard disapproved of you, had never bothered to hide his disdain whenever Wyll so much as mentioned your name.

The man was a legend—a stalwart protector of Baldur’s Gate, a symbol of law and order. And you? You were drow. That alone had sealed your fate in his eyes. Never mind that you had fought to protect the city, bled for it just as Wyll had. Never mind that you had spent your entire life trying to prove that you were not like the kin who still lurked in the depths of the Underdark, weaving their webs of cruelty and deceit.

To Ulder, you would always be one of them.

You could stomach his hatred—you had faced worse, after all. But Wyll? Wyll bore the weight of his father’s expectations, shouldered them like a burden he had long grown used to carrying. You had seen the way he tensed whenever the Grand Duke’s name was spoken, how his smile turned brittle, how his gaze darkened with something bitter and unspoken.

You had told him, time and time again, that he didn’t have to fight for you. That you could endure the disapproving glances, the whispered insults, the veiled threats. What you couldn’t endure was the thought of him suffering for your sake.

A rustling noise jerked you from your thoughts. You turned sharply, ready to berate him for making you worry—but the words never left your lips.

Wyll stumbled into the clearing, his usual noble composure entirely shattered. His coat was askew, his shirt half-untucked, and his once-pristine curls were now tangled with twigs and leaves. A streak of dirt smudged his cheek, and—were those bruises? Your heart clenched.

"Wyll!" you rushed forward, reaching instinctively for him, but hesitated at the last second. "What happened?"

Wyll, breathless and grinning, shook his head. "Nothing."

"Nothing?" You gestured wildly to the state of him. "You look like you just fought off a pack of rabid wolves—!"

He chuckled, rubbing the back of his neck. "Ah, well… not wolves, exactly."

Your eyes narrowed. "Explain."

He sighed, dragging a hand down his face before meeting your gaze.

"My father finally figured it out," he admitted. "Realized I wasn’t just taking evening strolls through the lower city for my health."

You inhaled sharply. "Wyll."

"He forbade me from taking another step down the manor stairs."

You stiffened. Your grip on your arms tightened. "Then how did you get here?"

His grin widened. "Window."

Silence. You blinked. "You what?"

"Jumped." He gestured vaguely behind him. "Right out of the window. Landed in some bushes."

Your mouth opened. Then closed. Then opened again. "Wyll."

"I tucked and rolled!" he added, as if that somehow made it better.

"You jumped out of a window—"

"Tucked and rolled!" he insisted.

"Do you want to die?!" He had the audacity to laugh.

"Absolutely not," he said, then grinned, all boyish charm and reckless affection. "Though I would risk a broken leg if it meant getting to see you."

Despite yourself, you groaned, raking a hand through your hair. "You are impossible."

"Mm. And yet—" He stepped closer, lowering his voice, his smile softening. "You love me anyway."

You exhaled heavily, leveling him with a glare that held no real heat. "Unfortunately."

His grin turned smug, but before he could say anything else, panic surged through you.

"Wyll—your father—" You grabbed his arms, scanning the darkened forest behind him. "Surely he followed you?"

Wyll chuckled, shaking his head as if reliving the memory. "Oh, he tried."

You swallowed nervously, panic rising in your chest. "And?"

He shrugged. "I think he realized that if I was willing to jump out of a window for you, there was truly no point in trying to keep us apart." His expression softened, voice dipping to something more tender. "It would be a waste of effort."

The breath caught in your throat. Ulder Ravengard had given up. He had spent so long trying to pull Wyll away from you, trying to keep him tethered to the image of the noble hero he had envisioned for his son. And now—he had let go.

Your chest tightened, something fragile and aching welling up inside you. Slowly, you reached up, cupping Wyll’s face, tracing the smudge of dirt on his cheek with your thumb. He stilled under your touch, breath hitching ever so slightly. You didn’t let yourself think, didn’t let yourself hesitate—you surged forward, capturing his lips with your own.

Wyll made a soft, startled sound, but then—gods, then he melted into you, one hand finding your waist, the other threading into your hair. His lips were warm, insistent, home.

Then, suddenly—he winced. You immediately pulled back, heart hammering. "What?"

He exhaled a breathy laugh, rubbing his ribs. "Landed harder than I thought."

Guilt surged through you. "Wyll, I—I'm sorry, I didn’t—"

"You could kiss it better," he suggested, voice dipping into something playful, teasing.

You rolled your eyes, but your cheeks burned. "You are insufferable."

"And yet—?" he prompted in a sing-song tone, repeating your previous conversation not moments ago. You sighed dramatically, then leaned in, pressing the softest kiss just below his jaw. His breath hitched.

"Mm," he hummed, arms tightening around you. "That does help."

You snorted, shaking your head. "Come on," you murmured, tucking yourself against his chest. "Let’s go get you a drink and maybe some bandages."

Wyll smiled against your hair, pressing a lingering kiss to your temple.

"Lead the way."

Guys I had to, work is stressing me out and I had to write something with my baby boy. My stupid baby boy. But by gods do I love him and I hope you love him too. Hope you guys enjoyed this ! - Seluney xox

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