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[vrystalius]

How they show love — bg3

A tribute to the last patch of bg3 and in honour of starting my 12th playthrough (I haven’t finished a single one so far)

Pairing: Astarion, Gale, Gortash, Raphael (+Haarlep) x gn!reader

Summary: How do they express their love for you, their love language and a bonus scenario.

Genre: Fluff, slightly suggestive in parts

Words: 4.1k

Note: after writing this I noticed how literally every single one has physical touch included sooo. Guess what my personal love language is lmao

(Not ascended)

Astarion Ancunín // The Pale Elf

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Nibbling and biting.

This one is quite obvious. Although Astarion sinks his fangs into your neck every now and then to enjoy a treat, he also enjoys nibbling on you just because. His favourite areas to do so are your hands and fingers, shoulder and cheek. Biting your fingers in boredom when you are in bed with him, in his arms, you not paying attention to him while flipping pages through a book.

What else is he supposed to do other than take your free hand and nibble on your finger while silently brooding about you being oh so busy. Your hand is also a pleasant alternative.

Your shoulder feels like the perfect place to trail featherlight kisses followed by small nibbles here and there, firm enough for you to arch into them but soft enough to not make you bleed. He doesn’t always have the need to chomp down and suck your blood out, you know.

That’s why Astarion sometimes leans down, bites and pull on your cheek a little instead of placing a small kiss. It’s silly, but it makes you giggle and wince in surprise so that’s perfect reason to keep doing it, especially when you expect a kiss and not him to bite you.

“I can’t help myself dear. You are too delicious for me to resist, with or without blood, although a little snack would be a good bonus. If you’ll let me…”

Words of affirmation and/or sweet nothings.

You are used to Astarion flirting with you all day and night, but you notice how they slowly became less and less shameless and more sincere, in a way. Not that they weren’t sincere before.

His eyes soften as they glaze over your face, his hands hesitating to reach out and run through your hair while your head rests on his chest, his lip quivering as he hesitates to speak his mind. Astarion’s brain is foggy from all the warmth and fuzziness pooling in his stomach and his heart racing uncontrollably from you simply being here. His mouth begins to talk without him having control over it.

His words may be flirty and sultry but you can tell that they aren’t just flattery. He rambles about how incomprehensibly gorgeous you are, how your info dumping and intelligence is unbearably attractive and how he could listen to you all day, how your eyes resemble the starry night sky, your grin that could make him fold over in an instant and so many other things he cannot get out of his damn brain about you.

Damn you for making him utterly weak and stupid for you.

“I cannot stop my damn mouth around you. It’s— Stop grinning at me like that! I can’t concentrate when you do that, darling.”

Physical touch.

At first, Astarion forced himself to constantly touch you. It felt good for you and for him, sure, but he mostly pushed himself to touch and feel you in order to make you feel seen and loved by him. He did it in order to get protection and support from you against Cazador and whatever other horrors come across your way. But after unfortunately falling head over heels for you, touching you is something he cannot go without.

His hand always lingers on your back for support, your waist to pull you closer and show to everyone with that you are his and he is yours, holding your hand while strolling the streets and roads and almost childishly swinging your arms back and forth like a happy-giddy couple. Letting himself get pulled into your arms after a long day in the privacy of his closed off tent and cuddling closely against you is probably the closest Astarion ever got and will get to pure bliss.

His cheek getting squished by being pressed up against your chest, his hands tightly gripping your waist as if fearing you might disappear on him. There is a soft, giddy grin spreading on his face.

Bonus scenario.

You thought he did it on purpose at first— After all, he is a vampire spawn and you can tell that his bloodlust overpowers him every now and then, but Astarion genuinely looks panicked as the flesh of your hand begins to bleed slightly, two holes buried into the skin right below your thumb. You watch as your boyfriend rushed around his tent to grab a cloth and wipe the blood.

“Astarion, I’m fine—“ He shushed you by holding his finger up while facing your back before finally spinning around on his heel and presenting the hand-embroidered handkerchief he had been worming on during the quiet evenings in camp. Immediately and without hesitation, he pressed the delicate cloth against your wound.

His face was etched in guilt and worry. “I’m so sorry darling, I didn’t mean the bite to be so…” You noticed how his eyes drifted away from how the blood began to soak the handkerchief. “It was meant to be harmless, I swear!”

“I know, I know.” Your free hand cupped his cheek and your lover immediately leaned into your touch, his eyes closing as his features softened slightly. You can tell how much it ripped him apart in the inside despite it being such a little injury, you know how Astarion always is careful with his biting when doing it on you, respecting your boundaries and always asking for consent beforehand. He would never, ever hurt you in any way. And yet he just did.

“It happens, it’s okay. I’m not seriously hurt.”

Lifting the cloth off your wound yourself and revealed how the blood already began to dry. His eyes drifted back to the puncture wound in your hand. His lip quivered. “I…”

“I’m still sorry. I should’ve been more careful.” Astarion watched your face, expecting some kind of negative reaction. Fear, anger, anything really. Instead, you leaned in and placed a gentle kiss on his forehead.

A wave of affection hit him the same way the club of an angry orc would, but it was much more pleasant. He huffed and angled your face for him to kiss you properly.

(Mortal)

Gale Dekarios // The Wizard of Waterdeep

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Info-dumping and rambling.

If there is a new topic Gale has been exploring and reading about, you will definitely hear all about. Probably more than once, too.

Before you Tara was the victim of his endless info-dumping, him gesturing around and doing his eureka! pose every now and then while proudly explaining how he already inhaled every piece of literature there is about this new topic. Now you are his victim.

Gale feels a little insecure about it though, afraid he might be boring or annoying you. So, you’ll have to assure and encourage him and make it known that you do want to know how you can reason and communicate with some mimics to the point of making them non-hostile. He adores to have his head rest on your lap while your hand fiddle with some loose strands of hair, him rambling on and on about something he happened to come across in the library today.

Since you tolerate his rambling so well, he’ll of course listen to yours with eagerness. Gale’s eyes twinkle slightly as he watches you talk, noting every movement in your face and hand, how the edges of your eyes crease a little when you explain a particularly fun fact to him. His heart flutters to see you being so passionate about something, sometimes he can’t help himself but let that affection out and give you a cheeky little kiss while you are distracted by talking, causing you to be completely thrown off and now confused on where you left on.

Gale also loves debating with you. The topics could range from when does a powerful wizard begin to live off cheese and wine to if eating a tressym’s wings be considered as fried bird, fried cat or fried tressym (although Tara was quite offended by that debate you held). He likes talking about nothing and everything about you and might just seek excuses to hear your voice. Getting the opportunity to info-dump about his interests is a mere bonus.

Gifts and trinkets.

Whenever he stops by the library or market, you have to physically withhold him from wandering off and going after that shiny twinkle he just saw from the edge of his eyes, in his mind already having hundreds of ideas on what it might be and if you would like it.

Gale has a habit of hoarding things in his wizard tower, but after getting his orb and getting rid of most the weave infused artefacts, he now had space for more trinkets: things that remind him of you.

Your wizard begins bringing you something every time he comes back from somewhere. Sometimes it’s a book from the library he thought might interest you, sometimes it’s jewerly Gale thought might fit most your outfits, but every now and then it’s a shiny rock he found in the corner of a street. He thought the colour resembled your eye colour and the way it shone in the sun almost blinded him, just how you blind him with love every time you’re near.

It’s silly but at least half the shelves are now filled with shiny rocks, books and a newly acquired wooden figure of a goat he found at the market. Gale said your stubbornness and persistence reminded him of one and didn’t get why you found it a little offensive to get compared to one.

“Whatever are you talking about? Goats are very graceful creatures and so are you! I find it quite the accurate comparison on my part.”

Physical touch and cuddles.

There is nothing better in the world than melting against your warm body after a good glass of wine and being surrounded by tombs, scrolls and books all day and Tara being curled up by your feet. His hand lazily tracing your waist and sneakily finding their way between your legs. Not for any improper reason, just to warm his hands up.

Speaking of your thighs, Gale is this close to begging on his hands and knees for a chance to have his rest between your plush flesh. The feeling of gently being squished while his fingers busy themselves by drawing intricate patterns across your skin or simply interlock with yours. Your wizard considers cuddling as some way of recharging his energy, both arcane and bodily.

He needs his morning cuddles before starting his day, wrapping his arms around your waist and burying his face in your neck while you brew some coffee or him refusing to let you leave the bed by positioning himself on top of you. He sneaks himself into your daily routine and tries not to interrupt whatever you are doing right while scooting himself right next to you, his chin on your shoulder while Gale watches you do whatever.

Also, thanks to you, this man can’t ever sleep without having you in his arms ever again. You spoiled him too much, he complains. Your body perfectly fitting together against his like it was always meant to be. But that also means whenever you get up in the middle of the night for some water, Gale is right behind you, sleepily following your steps.

“I can’t sleep without you, might’ve as well follow, right?”

Bonus scenario.

You did insist that your boyfriend should’ve stayed in bed while you dragged yourself to the kitchen for a glas of water. It’s not even early morning and the sun was still well below the horizon and yet Gale followed close behind. It kind of reminded you a cat that followed you into the bathroom in the middle of the night for no reason other than making sure you don’t get attacked by mice or something.

“Mhh. What time is it?” Gale scratched his chin sleepily as he leaned against the counter next to you. You shrugged and sipped your glass of water. He opened his eyes and glanced over to you, his arms slowly wrapping around your waist and pulling you against his oh so warm body.

You melted right into him, a groan escaping your throat as you buried your face in his hot neck, allowing yourself to take a deep breath. His scent was familiar.

Your eyes slowly drooped close and you felt yourself almost let the glass slip out of your hand but before it could, you placed it on the counter behind your very sleepy wizard.

As you did, your hands began to wander and trace the warm muscles of his back. You noticed how they have softened over time. After everything that had happened you and him began to live a more comfortable life without the need to lift a sword, or rather, a wizard staff.

Before you could point the softening muscles, how much you appreciate your life with him, how silly it is to think about what you went through together mere months ago, a snore interrupted your thoughts.

Did Gale fall asleep leaning against the cabin with you in arms? Seriously? And snoring like that as well?

And he is always the one that complained about your snoring.

Enver Gortash // Chosen of Bane

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Gift giving.

He literally cannot help himself for the love of the gods. Enver, as he ordered you to call him, swears he is not actively seeking for gifts to shower you in, they just come to him. Or are being brought to him by his Steel Watch and others.

Whatever had your attention for more than a fraction of a second you can expect to stare back at you in an instant, now presented on your nightstand or bed instead of the boutique you saw it in or the catalogue you flipped through. Somehow he always knows what you fancy without even needing to speak to him.

Enver also tends to send you little handmade trinkets during especially long and stressful periods of him being away. Despite what he likes to think himself, he doesn’t always work on papers in his office. When the files pile up and glare at him disapprovingly, Enver turns to the mini broken machinery tucked away in his desk and begins tinkering with it, working and trying new things out until it finally functions again.

Or he makes it look prettier and that it was before and lets it be delivered to you. Little reminder that he always thinks of you. He totally didn’t squeeze a miniature scrying eye into at least one of the trinkets to spy on you.

“Oh, it is nothing. Mere small tokens of my affection, no need to dwell on them.

Inserting himself into everything you do and annoying you.

Like a toddler, Enver follows you around and tries to insert himself into everything you do to try and stay close to you.

Cooking yourself a snack in the kitchen? You’ll feel his chin on your shoulder as he stared down at what you are cooking. “Give me a piece of that.”

In the bathroom to take a quick shower? He is already behind the curtain and turning the water on, filling the room with steam.

God forbid you are in bed, alone without anyone to cuddle onto? Yeah, you best believe he immediately sneaks up on you and makes sure you won’t be able to physically leave this bed, not until you pry his arms off your body. Enver is like a cat, he doesn’t openly ask for affection most of the time but invades your personal space whenever he wants to silently ask for it.

Besides acting a little child when wanting your attention and affections, Enver also enjoys showing you how much he loves you by purposefully annoying you a a little. He pokes your cheek over and over when you’re busy and watches you get more and more upset with his teasing until you finally slap his finger away. How unfairly you are treating him— Enver has been nothing but good to you!

“I’m simply making my presence known to you since you failed to acknowledge it until now. You shouldn’t be annoyed, rather happy to see me, love.”

Physical touch.

You know well that your lover is sleep deprived, dehydrated, touch starved, affection starved and whatever else you can be physically deprived off. You seem to fix all of these problems by simply slipping into his arms and using his soft chest as comfortable pillows and your legs tucked between his warm legs. Enver can’t suppress the blissful grin spreading on his face and couldn’t fight his eyelids slowly drooping close, his chin resting on your head.

He could remain like this for hours, days, in some form of hibernation. But he can’t. His duties are calling.

So, he’ll take you with to his office to continue the cuddles. You’ll be comfortably seated on his lap as he writes and flips through papers. The situation isn’t even sexually charged as in you are perfectly seated on his lap in a way that could make him moan and thighs shiver, rather you are there so he can take little breaks by hiding his face in your neck and groaning in frustration every now and then.

Sometimes he’ll be too tired to cuddle, so Enver’ll rind where you are currently resting and just laying down on top of you, letting his weight slightly crush you beneath him. He is a selfish man and needs his daily (hourly, really) head pats, hair strokes and back scratches.

Bonus scenario.

You felt Enver’s stare drill itself into your skull. You were just brushing your teeth and examining yourself in the bathroom mirror and getting ready for bed. You tried to ignore the looming presence behind you as much as you tried to avoid looking directly at him in the mirror.

“Are you ignoring me?” You heard the amusement in his voice. Yes you are trying to ignore him because of how much he has been getting on your nerves today, purposefully interrupting your doings, asking you to meet him in private and pulling you away from duties just for him to ask you to kiss him. A child is what he is.

“My love.” Enver called out again, now moving to stand beside you. His eyes never left your face. You didn’t spare him a single glance.

“Darling.” He started again. “Or do you want me to call you kitten?”

That one made you shoot him a glare. Aha! A reaction. Enver smirked at himself and lifted his hand, his index finger now reaching out to pole your cheek but before he could touch you, you gently pushed his hand away. But not backing down, he reached out again.

“Gortash.” You scolded and turned to face him, crossing your arms over your chest. “Yes? That is my name.” Completely unbothered, he mirrored your pose to mock you almost. There was that shit-eating smirk on his face you are all too familiar with and the one you can’t help but let it get to you. You couldn’t fight your own grin that was fighting itself to appear on your face.

“Aha. A reaction. I was looking for that.” He grinned and lifted your chin with a small nudge beneath your chin before leaning in for a quick kiss on your lips.

Raphael // The Devil (cambion)

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Quality time.

Raphael’s time is valuable and choosing it to spend it with you should make you happy enough.

But alas, merely basking in your presence and getting drunk of your affections sometimes isn’t enough, so Raphael takes you out to fancy restaurants in different cities all across Faerûn and spoils you with a colourful, expensive cuisine. Afterwards he’d suggest to get some wine and enjoy it somewhere else together, maybe go back to the House of Hope and play some rounds of Lanceboard together.

He would never admit it to you but being adorably domestic with you and sipping some wine while talking about nothing important is one of his favourite things to do, ever.

Besides restaurants and wine, your cambion will ask if you’d be interest in going out to watch theatre plays. How can you possibly deny him when Raphael keeps reciting quotes and scenes, trying to sway you into finally giving in. It’s kind of endearing watching Raphael’s eyes light up once you finally agree.

Raphael enjoys spending his time outside of his House of Hope, partly because he knows that you, as a mortal, probably don’t want to spend all your time down in Avernus, so he’ll prefer to take you out on dates on the surface.

“If you’ll have me, I would love to take you out on a lovely play being held in Baldur’s Gate. I believe you could enjoy it as much as I will.”

Acts of service.

Raphael may spoil you with acts of service but those are not without strings— He’ll expect something back in return, things like a kiss on his cheek, a compliment or your time to spend on him.

His “services” consist of him hand-tailoring infernal contracts for people that have mildly annoyed you in the past, people you may not even remember. Raphael will make sure they will work as slaves in his house personally serving you for the rest of eternity.

He maybe is enjoying eliminating and enslaving your ex-lovers, people you mildly dislike, people you despite and whoever else he can get his fingers on a little too much, don’t you think?

Also, Raphael tends to be very theatrical when hosting future contractees and souls he might strike a contract with. But with you, he is actually sincerely caring. He pulls out a chair for you, he pours you a beverage before even needing to ask, he remembers every single detail on foods you like and dislike and just the way you like it. Raphael will always serve you like you are royalty.

“Sit. Eat. Drink. Let the world and everyone in it kneel for you, my love. You deserve nothing lesser.”

Physical affection.

Raphael enjoys your touch the most. Simple things like holding your hand and prying it off whatever you are holding when they are not available, having his hand rest on your waist during outings and his tail subconsciously wrapping around your ankles when he is not even paying any mind to you. He craves your closeness, no matter if he wants to or not.

If he can’t provide with his own body and cuddle you up, he’ll send Haarlep to do his bidding.

Haarlep more than willingly curls up in your lap and shields you with their wings as their arms snake around you. They might let their hands wander and get a little touchy with you, but after putting the incubus in their place and giving them a piece of your mind, Harleep will obey and simply serve as a cuddle pillow and replacement for his master. Almost a little too enthusiastically, one could think.

But at the end of the day only Raphael will banish the incubus from your shared bedroom and will affectionately-force you to satiate his need for your touch. He is never the little spoon though, the devil would never give up his position as the big spoon and loose the opportunity to create a make-shift cocoon with his leathery wings trapping you against him.

It was your biggest mistake to not go and use the bathroom beforehand, Raphael will never let you go now, not unless you sprinkle holy water on him or something.

“Where did you— No! Put that flask down you harlot! How did you smuggle holy water into my home?!-“

Bonus scenario.

You felt squished. Sandwiched. A little crushed but kind of pleasantly so.

Raphael had his arms wrapped around your your stomach as you snuggly fit into his hold, against his chest. You felt the infernal heat radiating off his body and his tail having its tight hold on your ankle. Does he even know that his tail was clinging itself onto you?

You weren’t really paying attention to that though with Haarlep clinging against your front. It was comfortably pressing itself against your torso, its race snuggled against your chest. Their eyes were closed in bliss while their hands gently massaged your thighs. Now, how did you manage to convince Raphael to allow his incubus to snuggle up against you like you are theirs and theirs only?

Then again you could sense how the owner of the House of Hope silently brooding behind you and having his face nuzzled into your shoulder while Haarlep happily purred against your supple skin.

“Oh, I have been missing out on this. I didn’t think he’d be so lenient with me.” Haarlep was clearly testing the waters on how far he can go before his master strikes him down and throws his body into the Styx. Raphael lifted his head slightly and raised his brow, shooting him a warning glare.

“Both of you better behave.” You sighed, one hand leaning back to cup Raphael’s cheek while the other was busy running fingers through Haarlep’s hair. Again, the incubus purred and smirked against your skin.

This is something you could get used to.

💠

Author’s note. Thank you for reading!

Ngl I’ve also been in the mood for some Cyberpunk again. Also I’m also trying my very hardest to do a Durge run but I always end up starting another playthrough after the goblin camp 😭😭 I’m trying to stay strong for the extra voicelines and scenarios and stuff for Gortash but I’ve never been strong enough so far 😔 also I was this close to including ketheric throm on this list

Anyways, make sure to EAT, SLEEP and DRINK enough.

Tame care of yourselves! Happy late Easter if you celebrate.

[vrystalius]

I know I haven’t been active in a second, but you guys won’t mind if I drop a 5k fic about baldur’s gate right?

I promise to post something about kny and SQ right after and feed you 🙏 My motivation has been in the basement lately but I felt things coming back to me lmao

[vrystalius]

Dragon age Inquisition is on sale for 8€ and guess who doesn’t have 8 eurooooosssss

[vrystalius]

I had a dream about a character going in for some neck smooches. The dream was narrated and all with my voice speaking, something along the lines of

“He carefully brushed a strand of hair aside, careful with his touch and knowingly brushing with his knuckles over your pulsing point, leaning in and tucking some nerves to the side”

In my dream I was like ohh, he’s moving my nerves, hos sexy… But then I woke up and immediately thought wait wtf, how is he moving my nerves? And why??

[vrystalius]

Small reminder that I do not and will never write about SA happening to the reader or a character, nor will I write about characters abusing the reader emotionally, physically, sexually or vice versa reader doing it to the character, nor do I condone these things.

Do you know someone that is being abused emotionally, physically, sexually or are you not feeling safe at home? Use google to research your country’s dedicated hotline to call incase of abuse. For the USA, go visit thehotline.org or call 1-800-799-SAFE.

Remember that you are loved no matter what and that you deserve to be safe and happy.

[vrystalius]

Someone commented on one of my oldest works yet about the banner I used on Douma but scrolling through my post I saw Kokushibo’s banner again 😭

When posting it I thought about how someone might recognise where I got it from but then again, it’s just a random manga panel 💀 Anyways

[vrystalius]

Note: This was plaguing my brain don’t mind me

( NSFW/Smut, Angst, gn!reader )

Lucanis cries the first time the first time was fully sheathed inside of you.

He’s not sobbing or breaking down, just silent tears travelling down his cheek as bottoms out fully inside you. Your hooded eyes looking at him, your lips deliciously morphing into an ‘O’, your hand holding his as he takes his time to admire every scar on your skin, his eyes drinking in the godly sight beneath him.

Even if his vision got a little blurry.

Waves of pleasure hit him over and over again as he takes in the ethereal sight beneath him, his eyes glossing over every inch of your body so this memory can burn into his brain for eternity and bury other ones he tries to forget. You are the only thing Lucanis wants to remember, the only thing he wants to ever think about.

This is all too much for him. Your gorgeous body writhing beneath him, slick skin against skin, both of you bare for the other. Lucanis felt exposed in a way, but it felt good. It felt right.

You were always so patient and kind to him despite his title as Demon of Vyrantium, him being an abomination, just a kill for hire, you always treated him with humanity. Something Lucanis hasn’t felt many times.

He denied himself the fantasy of you possibly liking him the way the liked you. You flirted with him and gifted him the wyvern dagger, check up on him regularly, but how would someone like you be interested in him?

But after you disappeared into the Fade, after every attempt at finding you, every time Emmrich and Bellara failed again to locate you, with every cup of coffee chugged down his throat and with every minute he spends longer on the green couch in your bedroom his mind was more and more plagued by regrets.

Why didn’t he lean in for the kiss, why was he never brave enough to risk it all, why wasn’t he the one trapped in the Fade? Why you? Why, why, why?

Oh how much he loves you, good you are to him. How can he possibly live on without you, without you making him feel like a foolish boy crushing on a girl, nothing more than a simple person and not an abomination, first Talon, mage killer and whatever other titles were pushed onto him.

Lucanis buried his face in your neck to hide his humiliating crying face since he was still completely inside you. His hands steadily wrap around your waist to pull you even closer than you already are, his lips finding your skin over and over again to remind himself you are here, you are with him.

Your hand cupping his face to lift him away from your shoulder grounds him in reality, your hooded eyes and quivering smile making him feel like he’s about to cum without a single thrust.

“M-Mierda. I love you. I love you so much…”

You’re too good for him. That is why Lucanis cries during his first time with you. And it’s kind of sexy.

[vrystalius]

Their kisses — The Squid Game men.

How do they kiss? Where’s their favourite area to do so?

Pairing: Gong Yoo/Recruiter, Thanos, Dae-ho, Gi-hun, In-ho x gn!reader

Summary: How do they kiss, what areas do they prefer

Genre: Fluff <3

Fandom: Squid Game (s1&2)

Gong Yoo // The Recruiter // The Salesman

His kiss is always very gentlemanly. He tilts your face slightly to the perfect angle, admiring your expecting expression before leaning down to place a soft kiss on your lips.

His favourite areas to kiss are mostly on your face. Gong Yoo adores that scrunch of your nose whenever you think about something, the crinkle of your eyes when you smile and grin, the blush on your cheeks when he only points out the obvious to him, which you perceive as shameless flattering and flirting. It’s not his fault you are so perfect to him.

He doesn’t shy away from showing his affections in public either. You feel a kiss on your cheek, lips, nose, forehead and whatever other areas he can reach. Gong Yoo needs to remind you as often as he can that he still loves you, despite being 10 minutes away from you so he can buy a coffee for himself and the drink you mentioned liking.

Thanos // Su-bong // Player 230

He is shameless and he knows it. Su-bong’s kisses are often sloppy and over-the-top, turning the kiss into a grand gesture. His hands cup your face and slightly squish your cheeks together as he pulls you towards him, placing a wet kiss on your lips with a loud “Mwah!” sound.

Even if Thanos acts up a lot, there are also times where he’s more quietly affectionate. When he is tired or broody, his lips are featherlight as they trail kisses from your neck down to your collarbone and shoulders. He smirks pridefully when he sees you squirm away from his ticklish kisses and does not allow you to get away from him, his arms encircling your waist to keep you close. Bastard ambushed you with a tickle-attack.

Overall, Thanos’s kisses are mainly to annoy you, although he sometimes uses them to drown you in his love.

Dae-ho // Player 388

He can’t help but grin every time he leans in for a kiss. He can feel his stomach bloom and butterflies flying around and his face flush a little whenever you initiate them, cupping his cheek to pull his attention towards you snd away whatever he was doing. With every kiss you gift him, Dae-ho either falls in love with you all over again or gets deeper submerged in the ocean love he already feels for you.

He likes kissing your hands the most. Dae-ho can take your hand on his and place a kiss on your knuckles and palm while you’re busy doing something else, it’s his way of saying “Hey, I’m here and I love you”, even if you aren’t able to respond to his affections right now.

Dae-ho doesn’t mind kissing you in public but prefers doing it privately, as there he can shamelessly kiss you everywhere without catching scolding glances from the elderly for being so overly-affectionate with each other in public… sleepy kisses in bed triumph over all.

Gi-hun // Player 456 (post s1)

His kisses are always slow, hesitant. Scared you might not want or like them. His hand carefully interlock with his as he leans over to place a gentle kiss on your cheek, his eyes reminding of a soaked puppy left behind in a park during a rainstorm. How can a man look this pathetic and unbearably hot at the same time?

Gi-hun likes kissing your neck the most. It’s an intimate area he can only reach by nuzzling into your neck and savouring your warmth, before his lips slowly place a kiss here and there, trailing them all over your neck and shoulders. Sometimes he stops to softly bite into your skin and leave a hickey.

His face always looks surprised every time you kiss him anyway, his brows raising slightly in shock. Gi-hun adores you affections and could live just off them for the rest of eternity but he is insecure about how fitting he is as a partner, so you initiating the kiss reminds his brain that you do love him, maybe as much as he adores you.

In-ho // The Frontman // Player 001 // Young-il

He acts like he is entitled to your kiss. In-ho’ll expectantly glance over at you whenever you’re not very busy, silently waiting for you to lean over and place your lips on his. He’ll sometimes take your hand in his and place a kiss on your knuckles as if trying to pull your attention away from your phone or whatever so you can pay attention to him. This man was very busy all day and you aren’t even giving him an ounce of affection.

In-ho is a prideful man and rarely initiates his affections, but when he does, he takes his sweet time to appreciate everything about you properly. His lips kissing all the features on your face, going from forehead to nose, lips and chin, to your cheek and your jaw.

He enjoys having you comfortably seated on his lap while his hands steadily hold you by your waist, you busy cupping his face and kissing him all over while his eyes remained closed and his lips quirked up into a smile he tried very hard to suppress.

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Squid Game Taglist: @evyiione

Author’s note. Thank you for reading!

I haven’t posted anything for SQ in like a hot minute but I am torn between the KNY, SQ and DATV fandoms😭🙏 I hope you enjoyed this one though, it was fun to write! Idk what happened but the skills to write for Nam-gyu evaporated and disappeared so forgive me for not adding him 🥲

Anyways, make sure to EAT, SLEEP and DRINK enough!!

Take care of yourselves!

— Leave a comment or message me if you want to be added to a taglist <3

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Eugh trying exposure therapy on myself by posting the rough sketches I worked on. Have to remind myself this is the first time in two years I touched digital art :,))

Ramble beneath the cut!-

I’m practcing colouring although I really dislike it, I roughly tried two different methods, one “smoother” and one more choppy idk how to describe it

If you can't tell that's totally okay 😭🙏, they're supposed to be Viago (de Riva) and Lucanis lmaooo altough I gave up on their hair

[vrystalius]

Hi hello :)

https://x.com/goods600p/status/1905667877757468799

THE SCREAM I SCRUMPT 😭😭😭

IIIII NEEEEEEEEEEDDDDD IIIIIIIIIITTTTTTT

Thank you for bringing this to my attention pmg sending this every friend I have right now for them to see

[vrystalius]

hello! Quick question, but are you comfortable writing platonic/familial requests? Thank you, your writing is absolutely fantastic! I never would have guessed English is your second language. I hope you have a great day/night :)

Oh, yes of course! I don’t write them much because I barely get requests for them but I do write for them! Although I don’t really like writing characters as parental figures but everything else is totally welcomed!

Also, thank you very much anon, you’re too kind <33 Hope you have a nice day/night too! Take care of yourself!

[vrystalius]

I'm going to join in because I'm bored waiting for my bus 🔥

—Guacamole is delicious. My mom used to make them a lot with chopped tomatoes and whatnot and I used to spoon it straight out of the bowl. Delicious stuff when you use the right spices and combos.

—Green olives are disgusting, but black ones 😍 Those I can eat all day and night, on pizza or straight out of the glas as a snack. And I stand by that.

—Mangos are amongst my favorite fruit but it's a little too messy for me to eat it straight up. I do love the ice cream flavour though!!

—I've never tried hummus before and I don't want to try the supermarket stuff. My father tried them and eats the packaged supermarket version regularly and sweats its good, but I don't trust him.

—Depending on where you put them, I like tomatoes! My mom owns her own hairsalon and sometimes her customers bring her food (which she can't eat, she's an athlete and allergic to a lot of stuff) and there‘s one grandma comes by regularly and brings me aubergine, tomato and cream stuff. I honestly dunno what exactly it is but it's straight magic

— I honestly I had to google what Cannolis are and I have to say that I never tried them before. They do look extremely delicious tho ngl 😭

Also, open tags!! Participate if you want!

FOOD DISCOURSE: reblog with ur opinions on guacamole, olives, mango, hummus, tomatoes, and cannolis

[vrystalius]

me right now slowly spiraling into the Dragonage VG fandom while also having kny and SQ characters burning into my mind

me when i find a new fandom to obsess over vs me when the characters start tormenting my mind

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Their kisses — Demons.

How do they kiss? Where are their favourite areas to?

Pairing: Kokushibo, Douma, Akaza, Gyutaro x gn!reader

Summary: How do they kiss, what do they prefer

Genre: Fluff

Fandom: Demon Slayer

Note: Next one will be with the SQ men!

Kokushibo // Upper Moon One // Michikatsu

As a traditional man, he prefers to give you affections in private but as compensation, Kokushibo’s kisses are always passionate and loving. His cool hands cup your face and angle it perfectly for him to lean down and place his lips on yours. He lingers there for a moment before pulling away with a small, fond smile.

He doesn’t like placing a kiss anywhere else but your face since if you ever want to reincorporate his affection, you’ll have a hard time finding any space on his face to place it. His jaw and forehead are available but are still not his favourite areas to be kissed. His and your lips meeting each other are the way to go.

Your kisses are one of the few things that make his whole body be showered in warmth and his stomach bloom. Kokushibo feels both slightly humiliated at how easily you can destroy his carefully crafted being but also relieved at how you allow him to feel nicer emotions again.

Douma // Upper Moon Two

Who is he if not the type to shower you in kisses and affection everywhere and at any time. He grins and sometimes even takes a small bite and pulls your skin a little. You have to brace yourself every time his large eyes lock onto you as he approaches, twirling you around by your waist to pull you closer before smashing his lips onto yours over and over, showering you in many, light kisses.

He doesn’t shy away from doing it in front of others either; Douma is completely whipped for you and not afraid to show off how much he adores his partner. Even if you will catch some confused glances from other followers of his or maybe or a glare from a disgusted, pink haired and blue striped demon.

His favourite area to kiss are your hands. They cup his face, brush through his hair, hold his hands and work very hard every day. They deserve some pampering, a kiss on your knuckles is the least this demon can do! And if he kisses your knuckles, your palm must be appreciated as well, and your arm, your bicep, your shoulders too…

Akaza // Upper Moon Three // Hakuji

He still gets shy despite however long your relarionship may have been going on for and he still mumbles small “May I?”s before placing his lips anywhere on your body. Consent is important to him and so is reminding you of his love.

His kisses always feel very careful, as if Akaza is holding back all his power and trying his very best not to damage your fragile being in any way. His favourite areas are your cheek and jawline, leaving trails of kisses everywhere he could get his lips onto. The demon has surprisingly a lot of affection to give.

He adores receiving your kisses as much as he loves showering you in them and he doesn’t have a favourite area to receive them, although his face flushes in an even brighter pink when you kiss his neck or collarbone. Akaza is just extremely ticklish there, that’s all.

Gyutaro Shabana // Upper Moon Six

Gyutaro barely ever kisses you. Not that he doesn’t like doing it— he adores it more than anything in this world, believe him, his ruined mind told him that his lips are too dirty, teeth too yellow and tongue too disgusted to be worthy of kissing someone as perfect as you. His kiss on your skin will ruin you.

But who would he be to refuse a kiss from you? The demon melts in your hands like putty and acts like a wet, sick kitten whenever you kiss him. He is starved of affection and every ounce you can give him is both too much and not enough. Gyutaro feels selfish for wanting to ask for another kiss.

His favourite areas to kiss you is your neck because of how intimate the gesture is. He enjoys nuzzling into your warmth and having your scent surround him while placing careful, lazy kisses on every inch of skin he can reach.

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Author’s note. Thank you for reading!

Lore drop but I just broke up with my bf… But hey, I now have more time for writing and for c.ai more than ever ig lmao 😭🙏 Imma be honest, life isn’t very good to me right now 💀

Anyways, make sure to EAT, SLEEP and DRINK enough!!

Take care of yourselves <33

[vrystalius]

You have an art blog and didn’t tell me🥺

Well yes I have one but I barely ever post my art on there 🥲 just one proud post for now

I didn’t want to advertise it on my main here since it was really only meant for my personal artdump 😭

[vrystalius]

Okay I know I’m supposed to be writing rn but why is Dragonage Veilguard making me sob and break down more than any game ever before?

This game js rivalling my rdr2 playthrough on how many tears were shed 😭 And I’m not even finished with the main story like how