#he's just a little guyyy (he is not he is very tall)

[mildh4nn]

Same dude

[leondickrider]

love languages | simon "ghost" riley x gn!reader + könig x gn!reader

💭 . . . first time writing for these pookie bears | wc. 561

synopsis: what is ghost and könig's live languages and how do they express them?

before you read: fluff, maybe angst???, seperate, not proofread or beta'd, listening to the entire ultraviolence album as i write this | warnings: mention of ghost's backstory (sa)

ghost

words of affirmation

this is most likely one of Ghost's bigger love languages but specifically when it's farther into the relationship if that makes sense ?? like after the "i love yous" and stuff simply bc he doesnt want to rush himself or you. he's also slow with relationships in general so... however, over text he is very passionate and literally floods your texts with compliments !!!!! he wants u to know you're the only one for him and stuff, even if he can't vocalize this all the time

physical touch

physical touch is one of those love languages that he barely expresses, he warms up to it as time goes on but w his trauma he has a hard time with physical touch esp in early months of ur relationship. however. after you gain most of his trust, hugs are a daily occurrence! however this one is very important to him since he never knows if he'll come back alive and if he's gonna die he wants to die remembering how your hands felt wrapped around him or something idk???

receiving gifts

he feels bad for his lack of physical affection, so he will buy you any gift you want and not expect anything in return :( these gifts range from lil trinkets he found while deployed and reallyyyy expensive jewelry you looked at a second time :(

quality time

his second favorite love languages bc it could range from sitting with him in silence, to going to a shoppe, to spending a couple hours binging on your favorite show

acts of service

most common since he feels like doing things for you makes up for all the things he feels he cannot do for you. like being there for you all the time. he's always deployed so he feels like he simply needs to do things for you with the time he can to make you stay (i worded this weirdly)

könig

words of affirmation

okok! social anxiety, i have it, and i understand that it affects everybody differently. but i feel that he is good with compliments/words of affirmation however he words them in a very odd way?? he's the type of guy to say "you have a round head" or something, but mean it in a nice way. HOWEVER he calls you the cutest pet names in german, "liebling" "maus" "mein kleiner pookie wookie bär"

physical touch

absolutely adores physical touch!!! esp if ur shorter since he likes looking all tall and strong with his lil partner clinging onto him likeee ?? he is a bit awkward at first since he isn't really a softie but eventually he becomes a big cuddly bear lmfao

receiving gifts

he really likes to receive gifts from you (not that he doesn't give you gifts, he's a literal colonel he makes enough money to buy you a diamond ring) but he love love loves little homemade gifts. like a little card with little doodles and a little message (even happier if there's german if u don't know german!!)

quality time

i think he enjoys private quality time the most, just in the house together and watching movies or playing games. he has social anxiety so he probably doesn't like leaving that much. especially not when he feels as if all eyes are on him the second he enters a room, esp w his height and his mask :(

acts of service

he'll grab anything you can't reach 😪 but yea acts of service type of guyyy

reblogs and replies always appreciated ty <3

simon "ghost" riley masterlist | könig masterlist

[original-character-championship]

Bracket E Round 1

Poll 4

Zmeya (@eyeball-freak) vs. Tsuru (@adanaac)

263. Zmeya (@eyeball-freak)

He/They

Zmeya is like the classic faerie you’ve heard from folklore. He loves to play jokes on mortals but is also willing to help them out if needed. He’s literally a snake oil salesman, he has snake tattoos that can turn into actual snakes. He has a wife and a son and he loves both dearly. He perpetually gives off “weird uncle vibes” but in a good way, like the one who will give you strange coins and heirlooms but doesn’t tell you where he got them. He’s a cynic by nature but he’s also surprisingly empathetic, he’s been around for hundreds of years but is always finding new ways to trick mortals. He’s an old snake daemon but he’ll always have fun with what humanity has to offer him

Looks to be about mid 40s. He has black shoulder length hair that’s messy but otherwise well taken care of, it has a gray streak in it as well. He has an aquiline nose and other general sharp features. He has a goatee and wears eyeliner. His nails are naturally black and he chooses to grow them out a bit. He has matching snake tattoos on both arms (that turn into actual snakes). He’s 5’11 which makes him the shortest out of his whole family. He has bright green snake eyes that can be spotted even in the dark. He likes to wear golden jewelry because he’s a fancy guyyy

264. Tsuru (@adanaac)

he/him

just a little ghost guy. there's a black haired and white haired version of him bc i think that's the sexiest type of character designs. he's actually the manifestation of who people thought the alive version of him was, combined with his own ideal version of himself. he also hallucinates a black haired version of him who's a manifestation of who he thought he was (warped by self deprecation). both of him think the other one is the fucked up evil one. they're both right and wrong. this is all a metaphor for a lot of things. it's actual death but it's also "death" as in the tarot card. he always ends up dying and becoming a ghost or other supernatural creature in every universe because he's never happy with himself and never will be. (also because i think ghosts and monsterboys are hot.) he also gives me a lot of existential crisis because he's 18 and i made him wayyy before i was 18, and now im older than him.

oh this is fun ive always thought he's a very simple design that someone could draw just from a description. i know i have pictures but i want to try describing him anyway.

- tall skinny 18 year old prettyboy

- amber eyes, square glasses with thin rims

- messy white hair that mostly reaches his neck, has an ahoge, has one strand going down the center of his face that curves to one side, one long strand at each side of his face that goes down past his shoulders, low thin ponytail that reaches his waist

- light grey collared shirt, slightly darker grey pants, loose pink hoodie jacket thats falling off his shoulders

[crazy-lady-in-a-hat]

Your muse is smashed drunk and incoherent.

(( My little addition to the story ofpoor drunk Emilae ))

The evening was pretty normal forUl'dah, hot and sticky with people running around doing theirbusiness with the merchants or sneaking off for the night to whatevermisadventure they sought. Em was sitting at her usually spot watchingthe random people pass her by as she contemplates her next sculpturewhen a handsome cinnamon miqo'te should show up with a faint grin anda grand idea.

Dryst looks up to the tall Elezen withhis deep whiskey hued eyes take in the slight frown up on her lips,the furrow in her brow, and the sunburn beginning on the bridge ofher nose. “Hey Em, join me for a drink? You look as if you coulduse one. By the way how long have you been out here today?”

She blinks a few times before she looksdown to Dryst. “Hello handsome.  I’d love to join you for a drink!��Her frown would turn in to a bright smile. “I’m not sure how longI’ve been out here, why do you ask?  I’ve been trying to find theperfect specimen for my newest sculpture. I thought it’d be easy outhere where there are any number of people, but I’ve had no luck.”

He would offer her a wider grin and hisarm. “Let’s just say you look like you might need a pick me up andwho knows may be you can find inspiration in side.” She nodsjumping off the wall and linking her arm with his. “Sounds good tome, maybe something strong as well, it’s been a long day with nothingmuch to show for it.”  He nods leading her to the Sands.

As they step into the crowded tavern itwas a bit cooler than the outside but the air was stifling with allthe patrons gathered. The smell of smoke and booze mixed with foodhung thick in the air.  Moving around the tavern they find two seatsat the bar. “So lovely what would you have?” He asks in a whisperagainst her ear so she could hear him against the cacophony of voices. “Coffee and whiskey sounds good to me.” He nods waving tothe barkeep ordering two.

Picking up the first of many she takesa deep drink then smiles to him over the top. “What brought you outhere to the city Dryst, the normal roaming and findings ofmisadventures?”  He nods taking a long pull from his mug. “Aye,isn’t that the usual?” She nods turning to lean against the barlooking out at all the patrons gathered this evening. “All thesepeople have stories, there are hundreds of books right here in frontof us, if someone took the time to write them.”  She giggleslooking to him taking a long drink from her mug, she stops a momentlooking to the mug in a bit of confusion but lifts a shoulder andenjoys the drink just the same. “Aye, there are many stories herewant to play a little game on guessing the story? The one who guesseswrong has to take a drink?”  His deep whiskey eyes light up withmirth at the thought of story telling. She giggles with a nod. “I’mnot great at judging people by just looking at them, but this couldbe fun.”

Round One

“Lovely, pick a group and I’ll tellyou a tale to go with them.” Dryst looks to her with a faint smirkand a wink. Em looks around her sights fall on a tall male Roeleaning on the bar smoking a cigar talking with two female Miqo'te,the three of them were all drinking ale from steins. “How aboutthat group over there?”  Dryst sizes up the group his ears flexingthis way and that trying to pick up a bit of their conversation.

Finally Dryst says what he thinks ofthe three sitting down the bar from them. “Well the Roe isobviously a business man with his two business associates havingdrinks.”  Em looks them over curiously. “And you guess this how?” She giggles softly.  He stands walking over to the group. “My dearEm, you see the drinks they are having are not that cheep and theyare dressed very well.” He turns to the Roe. “Sir, are you herewith your associates after a hard day with the merchants guild?” The Roe and the two Miqo'tes nod with identical bewildered looks upontheir faces. “There you have it lovely, now drink up.”  Em sticksher tongue out at him with a laugh as she drinks up her coffee mixedwith whiskey.

Round Two

Em picks a Lalafell and a Hyur dancingwearing pointed hats and lovely frilly outfits. Dryst suggested thatthey were practicing for an upcoming show, it turned out that theywere just enjoying each others company while dancing to the musicplayed in the tavern. Dryst drank his coffee and whiskey.

Round Three

Em points to a pair of  male auristanding in the back pointing out people and talking back and forth.Dryst sizes them up as lovers and they are pointing out outfits theymight try later. Walking over Dryst finds he is correct and wascomplimented on how he was dressed.  Shaking her head Em once againdowns her mug getting gigglier and gigglier every moment.

Round Four

Em points to the other side of thetavern to a table that holds a Lalafell, a Roe, and an Elezen  deepin a conversation that is getting louder by the moment.  Drystsurmises that someone owes someone money. Come to find out the Elezenhad cheated in a game with the other two and they were here tocollect the money owed them. Em laughs finishing off her third drinkwhile Dryst looks at his second taking a long pull from it. “Onemore?” Em askes. Drysts watches her a moment then nods. “Onemore.”

Round Five

Em looks to the group that has gatheredaround them listening to the tales Dryst spins about those around theSands. “Those gathered with us are here to listen to you.” Shegrins to Dryst as he sticks his tongue out at her. “That’scheating.”  She laughs. “You said last round.” He laughs asthey finish their last mug, more whiskey than coffee now.  Shegiggles sliding off the stool. “O… okay. I tink it’s time to gohome.”  He nods helping her to her feet as he dips his head towardsthe patrons that have gathered. “Goodnight folks, the show isover.”  She leans against him playing with his tie and mumblingabout how cute he is. She stumbles over her feet a few times but theyfinally make it out the back of the tavern and onto one of the sidestreets before her whole world turns on it’s side.

( This is where @drystanaislinn post comes inhttps://drystanaislinn.tumblr.com/post/159335740233/26-my-muse-is-temporarily-blind)

( This is where @fillees post comes inhttp://fillees.tumblr.com/post/159341385608/4-my-muse-is-completely-drunk-and-incoherent)

Emilae giggles loudly as she turns herhead looking for the voices she hears. “Whhhhy are you guyyys overthere on the ceiling?”  Lis and Dryst look behind them as Em slidesoff the couch head first with a thud. “This is why you can’t leave,she needs to get cleaned up and I will need the help getting herthere. Plus you look disheveled and a hot bath would do you wonders.”Lis looks Dryst over with a grin checking out his tattoos. Drystlooks to his wet pants and boots that have seen better days. “Maybea bit, but I can just go to my…” Lis cuts him off as her handscome up to his shoulders turning him around and lightly pushes him tothe other side with the couch and an upside down Em laughing andswinging her arms in exaggerated motions.

“Let’s see what damage has been doneshall we?”  Lis looks over Dryst a moment taking in his tattooswith great appreciation. Em watches them giggling the whole time.“Hey Liss, Lissy, Dryst, Drystyyy.”  She giggles so loud shesnorts as she plays with the sounds of their names. “Youzzz guyshelmp me up ssssso I cannn join youzz.  That looookz like fun.” She continues to flail her arms  “Why is my head so heavyyy?” Lis tries not to laugh at how Em had ended up. “You are both goinginto the bath.  The rain got the worst of it but you still need toget cleaned up.”

Dryst and Lis move over to Em who isalmost all on the floor now her arms at odd angles. “I need help.”She says into the floor.  The other two try not to laugh at herpredicament and move on to either side of her trying to capture aflailing arm only to end up with Em feeling them both up. Drystblinks as he looks at her, his cheeks darkening slightly beforelooking towards Lis who is blushing  and does her best to move thegiggling Elezen. “You really need me here for this?”  Lis nods.“Easier with four hands instead of two, plus you kept her out allnight.”

The three finally settle into the bathafter fighting Em’s flailing arms to get her out of her clothing.Settling back they let the hot water warm them up. “Who would havethought Em would be so giggly and touchy feely this drunk.” Lislaughs watching Dryst, his already flush cheeks darken a bit deeper. The mix of booze and heat causes Em to get sleepy. Dryst looks to Liswith a soft smirk inclining his head. “Looks like she has warmed upand is ready for bed.” Lis laughs looking towards Dryst as the daysevents and booze and hot bath are getting to him as well. “Lookslike you may be as well. Let’s get you both dried off andcomfortable.”  Em looks between them leaning forward she drapes anarm around their shoulders. “I love you guys.”  Lis smiles toher. “We love you too, Em. Now lets get you to bed.” She pats thetaller Elezen on the hand. Dryst nods his agreement. “Bed, yes…”

Lis and Dryst step out of the bath,both taking one of Em’s arms and helping her out. They all dry off,slip into light clothing and move the tall Elezen into the bedroom.Em sees the bed and flops into it all laughs and giggles as she takesthe other two with her. She drapes her arm across Dryst and Liscuddling them both before she passes out. The pair look up to Em thento each other lift a shoulder before resting their heads on hershoulders, wrapping an arm around her and falling a sleep themselves.