#oc: yvssek

[unaarista]

A little Christmas present for @wisp-of-chaos and @faewrenbird (not Christmas-themed, i'm sorry XD)

Arranged marriage AU, so they are still slowly getting acquaintance with each other, despite being legally married lol

[traumfressers-den]

OC Kiss Week 2025 Day 1 - Desperate

Ok, first off: HAPPY OC KISS WEEK TO Y'ALL! <3

I greatly enjoyed the event last year and sure as all hells wanted to join again, so here we are! This year around, I was granted permission to work with @faewrenbird's lovely OC Adrasta (and a little bit of Yvssek *coughcough*) for the callenge. The setting is our Succubus Au that somehow turned into a polyship situation that works ... surprisingly well for all three of them.

So, featuring Adrasta and Qirilissk, have the first prompt of this year's OC Kiss Week: Desperate~

Summary:

Qirilissk is desperate for some physical contact from his summoner and stumbles over a sweet little surprise while hunting Yvssek down.

[unaarista]

also posting them separately since the last post turned out to be rather big

Qirilissk is @wisp-of-chaos'c OC

Yvssek and Adrasta both belong to @faewrenbird

[unaarista]

Okay this is my first time doing an Ask of someone so hopefully it’s coherent 😂

For the Kiss Roulette, a combo of 1 and 33. It would be so cute to see Qirilissk and Adrasta each giving Yvssek a kiss on the sides of its head/cheeks on its scars. Like Adrasta kissing its missing tentacle while Qirilissk nudges or gently touches a scar on the other side of its head. Both being very sweet and smiley while Yvssek looks shocked or appalled or both 🤣

I know this is three characters and Adrasta has never actually been drawn so if it’s too much that’s okay!

Idk if it would help but these are pretty good ideas/refs of her!

it tries its best to look angry :D

[unaarista]

For a friend: Yvsssek/Qirilissk bridal style, please but with a twist: it's Qirilissk carrying a very angry and annoyed Yvssek ready to strike and/or lash out while the worm looks all smug

Yay, slapfight!

I think Yvssek would be equally pissed if he drops it, and if he continues to hold it :D

B4, Carried bridal style. Full list of prompts -> HERE (new requests are on pause for now)

[unaarista]

Speaking of Qirilissk, here's a part of upcoming sticker sheet, featuring @wisp-of-chaos's evil man and FaeWren's Yvssek (another evil man)

[wisp-of-chaos]

Question for Qirilissk: Does your OC love anyone? (romantic)

Oh dear, does the worm LOVE someone - what a question!

For the longest time, I thought him utterly incapable of feeling any sort of affection towards anyone besides himself. But as we all know, people change and grow … and wouldn't you know it, he indeed found someone (or even more someone's depending on the AU) to fall for.

His main interest lies in @faewrenbird's Yvssek (and Adrasta as of late) but @sumi-sprite's Spinel and @leadfort's Quith are also among the people he could – technically – like. A bit. In his own very special way.

There's also always Vlassk but that would be the most twisted, fucked up thing ever, so let's not go there … yet.

Thank you for the lovely ask, anon <3

P.S.: I'm always open for new shipping or friend suggestions for my OC's!

[wisp-of-chaos]

Qirilissk and Yvssek, ❤ ? (It's the red heart, but my computer keep changing it to black..? I mean the red heart ! The first kiss/realisation kiss ! The red heart ! :,D)

OK, so this actually didn't get as angsty as I thought it would but I like how it turned out anyway! <3

Qirilissk waits for Yvssek to fall asleep.

Lies still and quiet as he waits for its breathing to grow slow and deep, the whispering of its mind to die down to the barest mental tickle and its tentacles to stop writhing.

Then, he carefully – slowly – shifts. Slides towards the edge of the bed and reaches beneath. His hands finding what he's looking for in the fraction of a moment. Fingers curl and tighten around a handle as he rises from the sheets.

He moves with precision and intent; approaching Yvssek's sleeping form and gently folding its tentacles apart. Exposing its neck and more of its chest.

Qirilissk's eyes linger for a moment; wandering over gray skin and blue lines. Watch the chest expanding and collapsing under Yvssek's rhythmic breathing.

His tentacles twitch and curl; rising with the urge to touch and feel, but Qirilissk holds them back. Forces them back down.

His eyes harden and sharpen. This had to end. Now.

Bracing one hand into the mattress, Qirilissk leans over Yvssek while the other inches towards its exposed throat; hesitating for only a single more moment before lowering the dagger.

Qirilissk's breath stutters and stops when the blade meets skin; hand trembling ever so slightly. He hesitates again; chest tightening and mind twisting.

His eyes wander upwards; seeking out Yvssek's face on their own. Just once more, he tells himself. One last time.

His breath hitches and he gasps when he meets a cold, steady stare from pale eyes.

Qirilissk is momentarily stunned with surprise, but recovers quickly enough. Sneering, he straddles Yvssek and pins it down with his body weight; his free hand grasping for its tentacles and holds them down.

And Yvssek … just lets it happen. Doesn't fight him – doesn't even attempt to. Lets it happen and keeps its eyes on him. Staring up wordlessly and with a look that seems almost … pained.

Qirilissk growls; the blade pushing hungrily at its throat. “What?”, he spits.

Yvssek doesn't answer at first, just keeps staring. Eyes roaming over Qirilissk's form like seeing him for the first time. As if trying to paint every detail onto the canvas of its memory.

Qirilissk flicks and snaps his tentacles; flares them apart and exposes his teeth threateningly. “What?!”, he repeats himself with a hiss.

Beneath him, Yvssek relaxes. “Go ahead”, it says and makes Qirilissk blink. The grip on the dagger falters. “What”, he says for a third time.

“You are going to kill me, are you not?”, it asks calmly. Qirilissk blinks again. Stares. His grip on the dagger loosening.

He frowns. “People tend to be more concerned when faced with a situation like this”, he says. “Or, well, in your case, angry.”

“I am not angry”, Yvssek states and Qirilissk scoffs.

“I can see that, yes”, he says, eyes narrowing down with suspicion. Is this a trick? Yvssek's twisted way of making him feel safe just to strike when he least expects it? His hand curls around the dagger with renewed determination. “Why?”

“Because it is the best solution to my affliction.”

Qirilissk rises an eye ridge. “Affliction?”, he echoes; looking Yvssek over with critical eyes. But there are no signs of any illness. “I didn't know you're sick.”

Yvssek scowls. “Not sick. Corrupted”, it clarifies and Qirilissk's frown deepens. “By what?”, he asks.

Yvssek's tentacles instantly react to that. Twitching upwards, they curl and tighten around the arm that holds them and give it a harsh, but not painful squeeze. “You”, it spits with a nasty glare.

“Me?”, Qirilissk repeats, suddenly feeling offended. “I didn't even do anything! I haven't even cut you yet! How am I corrupting you?”

Yvssek's tentacles bite into his arm. “With your very presence”, it says and Qirilissk snorts. “You are infecting me.”

“That doesn't make any sense”, Qirilissk argues.

“Then how do you explain my condition? This … festering feeling in my chest, the haze of my mind? The urgent longing for you. This … need to see you. To hear your voice and feel your mind. The hollowness I feel when you're away doing who knows what. The worry that you might not return. The jealousy that you might see someone else.”

Qirilissk is listening. Speechless and with eyes growing wide. His mind and the tips of his tentacles tingle. His grip on the dagger falters.

Yvssek's eyes blaze with angry frustration, yet the tentacles holding onto Qirilissk's arm loosen and idly stroke over dark skin. It huffs and sighs. “How do you explain this irrational and constant yearning to be connected to you?”

… ah.

Qirilissk face softens; the suspicion and disbelief leaving his eyes. A tentacle unconsciously reaches out for Yvssek and caresses its cheek. A tender warmth sparks within his chest.

“I am familiar with that condition”, he says; quietly and softly. His mind quivers and his hand reluctantly lets go of the dagger. He doesn't turn to look where it lands; eyes fixated on Yvssek. “I, too, am suffering from it.”

Now, it's Yvssek who rises an eye ridge at Qirilissk's words. “How”, it says. “How did this happen?”

Leaning down, a small smile curls through Qirilissk's tentacles. “Let me show you”, he whispers and gently presses their foreheads together; mind connecting and melting into one.

[traumfressers-den]

OC Kiss Week Day 3 - Stolen

https://archiveofourown.org/works/62996791

(Sorry for the odd lin, but somehow tumblr is being weird and won't display it properly)

Summary:

Yvssek is a rather difficult master to have for Qirilissk, and doesn't waste any chance to sour his stay on Eath. Thankfully however, Adrasta is also there and always up to sweeten is right back up.

[traumfressers-den]

And a very late Christmas present that had me occopied much longer than I anticiupated!

Summary:

With the holidays rolling around, Qirilissk finds himself bored and decides to indulge one of his favorite hobbies: annoying Yvssek. Things take an unexpected turn however, and leave both of them questioning just what they are to each other.

[traumfressers-den]

OC Kiss Week Day 6 - Forbidden

https://archiveofourown.org/works/63111445

Summary:

Qirilissk, Yvssek and Adrasta enjoy a sweet, lazy morning.

[traumfressers-den]

Another little prompt for the kiss list from a friend <3 This one got a little out of hand, so have a Ao3 link instead!

Summary:

Part of the tumblr kiss ask. Prompt "as goobye" and "as a promise" for Yvssek and Qirilissk

[traumfressers-den]

The final chapter of the evil squidsbands adventure is up! 💚💙

Summary:

The board is set; all pieces moved into place and ready to strike. Now, the only thing Yvssek and Qirilissk have to give the signal and hope that all goes according to plan. But will it?

[traumfressers-den]

A not yet quite couple has a nice little evening dinner together~

Summary:

Yvssek finally agrees to have an evening dinner with Qirilissk, leaving the letter beyong excited and prompting him to prepare an impressive - and hopefully memorable - feast for the two of them.

CW: Illithid Typical Diet, Gory Food, Implied Cannibalism, Implied Child Death, Gore, Blood

[traumfressers-den]

It's also evil squidsbands day, folks!

Summary:

Just as expected, Qirilissk is invited to meet Yvssek again. Questions are asked, matters discussed and choices made.

[traumfressers-den]

So, a friend have been thinking and talking about our awful OC's and this sorta happened

Summary:

Sometimes, fate is cruel and merciless. It destroys and takes everything; crushes dreams and ambitions alike and leaves you bruised and bleeding in the dust. Mutilated. Humiliated. Alone. While other times, it gives you a subtle nudge towards a better, brighter future full of possibilities and chances. That said nudge comes for Yvssek in the form of an annoyingly smug and highly arrogant stranger who seemingly can’t stop smirking at it and is constantly testing its patience has to be someone’s bad joke, though.