#Wyll hc

[mashiraostail]

hi hello i adore your blog and your mundane turn ons post has 1000% been adopted into my understandings of the characters thank you v much. i was wondering if you happened to have any other nsfw thoughts laying around for wyll? hope you're well! <3

oh boy do i

I dislike the thought that Wyll isn't just as horny as some of the others, I just think he's a gentleman! And what a burden that is to bear!

He finds it easy to be taken by you, it is almost immediate. You're kind, caring, gentle and just simply good. He wonders where you'd been all this time, how had he never crossed your path before?

When you begin traveling together he finds himself more aloof than he'd like to be with you. he's worried you think he dislikes you but in truth his gentlemanly honor is hanging by an ever precarious thread, pulled tighter and tighter to snapping every moment he spends close to you. Or even watching from afar, which he is known to do.

He loves you in the sunlight, surely, he's hand plenty a fantasy about having you in the warm water of a well lit river or lake. He can practically feel the way your wet hair would stick to his neck and shoulders if he was to take you from behind. He imagined it all so perfectly down to the water droplets on your lips and collarbones. He could see you spread out on the river bed so clearly, your skin still tinted from passion, wet and glistening, you looked up at him with a perfect mix of adoration and lust.

All this isn't to say he doesn't love you in the moonlight. He fears the moonlight will be his undoing actually. You'd come to him in the dead of night with nothing but the moon above to light you, and light you it did, gloriously. When you first met, in the sunlight of the grove, you looked so brilliant Wyll wondered if you would wilt in the dark, he was so painfully wrong and his penance was a sickening sort of lust. He dreamed at night of you, naked and perfect in a clear field, the moon glistening above you, lighting you up. He wanted to look up at you at times like those, the moon was like your halo. He wanted to be on his knees, kissing you, touching you, admiring you.

His honor and desire for a true and genuine romance would probably be the death of him. For all of his romantic and perfectly lit daydreams he has plenty that are less...well kept. He'd be glad to have you on any flat, or partially flat surface you came across. Against a tree, on the ground, a log maybe, river beds, if there was no where flat he was sure he could hold your weight anyways. He could work himself up to hysterics just thinking about it. He'd be happy to have you slow and soft and gentle, to appreciate all of your body. He'd also be happy to take, to chase a carnal desire, quickly, almost bruising. To wrap your legs around his middle, to feel you pulling him into you, he'd imagined all the ways you'd say his name. The myriad of ways you could call for him and how he would get you to do so. The longer he knows you the worse it gets. Once he knows his feelings are returned restraint becomes almost impossible.

Your refusal to push him to move things faster is appreciated though, he knows he would give in, he wants to be sure he's careful with you, that you understand the time you spend together is creating a bond much deeper than the physical.

Whenever he decides to finally indulge himself, he is a rather talkative lover. He'll praise you, boss you around, and loudly voice his general appreciation for whatever it is you're doing. The only time he's quite is when his mouth his occupied with other things, which, to be fair he enjoys just as much as he does talking to you during the act.

He loves to have you in his lap, the feeling of your hands on his chest, the freedom it gives him to kiss and touch you anywhere, he's incredibly grateful for it. He does like for sex to be a complete act, he likes to take his time and fully appreciate you, but he can certainly be persuaded to run off into the woods somewhere for something a bit quicker, hotter and heavier while the others are distracted with looting or map deciphering or resting.

At first he thinks he won't enjoy these sorts of romps, but he finds the quick moments hidden away during the day growing on him quickly. Since his pact going sour he's found it harder and harder to envision a normal life for himself. It feels normal with you, to feel you take his hand and lead him away from the group, to hear Astarion or Karlach make a quip about your inability to keep your hands to yourself, it feels normal, like normal youthful love with no world ending problems waiting for you. He's grateful for all of it, he'll be sure you know that.

#bauldrs gate 3 #bauldrs gate 3 x reader #wyll ravengard #wyll ravenguard x reader #wyll x reader #wyll x tav #Wyll hc

[utterdrip]

myra update♡

and some backstory on how she got here!!

on their first night making camp, she immediately headed off to a stream with the sharpest knife she owned. she didnt even bother trying to get the tangled, matted sanguine mess out of her hair; she just started hacking away. she didnt even realize she was crying until there was a soft clearing of throat behind her, and she whirled around with blurrier vision, knife pointed towards the intruder.

wyll already had both of his hands up placatingly and a dim smile. he said he didnt mean to intrude, but heard distressed whines and came to investigate. myra didnt even notice and she flushed as well as she could with close capillaries LOL. wyll was stepping forward and she lowered her defensive stance when he asked if she needed help. her first instinct was to deny it, but looking around at the muddied red water and lumps of hair encircling her, she nodded in defeat.

wyll took his time with what little hair she had left over, styling it so that it looked like an intentional haircut and not the hack job she was initially doing. he got her to relax enough to turn her back on him, and he encouraged her to ease herself back so that she was floating in the river. and instead of the close-shaven haircut she thought she would need, he thoughtfully and soothingly worked out the tangles and mattes closer to her scalp. it was a long, meticulous process, but wyll never complained, and he looked at ease and content with massaging the viscera and long caked on grime from her locks.

wyll didnt ask about the scars he felt on his fingertips, nor the blackened eyes she sported, nor the faint whiff of decay that was slowly going away. myra didnt ask about his scars, or his scrying eye that she Knew was a scrying eye, and didn’t ask about why he looked wistful sometimes before resuming his pleasant resting face.

afterwards, myra asked what she could do to repay him. wyll just smiled sadly at her and said it had been therapeutic for him as well. he had missed some of the simpler aspects of life. but when she insisted, he had paused. and told her, blank look on his face, that he never really considered what he’d like as repayment. not ever. not when he felt it was his duty to protect those he could.

myra vowed to be the one to protect him instead. he laughed.

(also below is a pic if myra had her way and wyll didnt intervene!!)

#frankie posts #bg3: myra #:) #i. reallynlike myra. #wyll hc

[stellamae642]

bg3 body type headcanons doodle! this game is taking over my life!

#baldur's gate 3 #bg3 companions #fanart #headcanon #lae'zel #wyll ravengard #shadowheart #karlach #astarion #gale dekarios #gale of waterdeep #bg3 #body types #hc #hopefully they are still relatively on model #i had a lot of fun drawing these!

[nebulousbren]

BG3 Companions Part 1!

Had fun playing around with giving everyone distinct heights/body types. I plan on drawing the rest of the recruitable companions (Halsin, Minthara, Jaheira and Minsc) and maybe even a few fan fave npcs, but was excited to post these guys first.

#artists on tumblr #bg3 #baldur's gate3 #bg3 fanart #badlur's gate 3 fanart #astarion ancunin #shadowheart #lae'zel #gale dekarios #wyll ravengard #karlach cliffgate #my art #we stan short soft gale #tho my hc is that he has magnificent legs from walking up and down his tower #def want to draw aylin and isobel #maybe even the dead 3 #we'll see lol #this was supposed to be refs for drawing comics but now i want to draw them all orz

[tackypies]

every time i think about how people steal wyll's romantic gestures + desire to have a family + everything they gush about in their mega ooc fluff headcanons for their white men but absolutely refuse to engage with wyll in any way bc he's just the token black character to them

#i also feel this way about people who call lae'zel “hot githyanki bae who steps on me uwu” and never talk about the rest of her personality. #tacky talks #bg3 #baldur's gate 3 #drives me fucking insane tbh that everyone hc's gale as having kids when like. he says in that one convo #uhhhh idk [50/50 noises] #the best dad is right THERE #it's WYLL. IT'S WYLL. HE WANTS KIDS SO BADLY. HE'S RIGHT TH

[artist-rat]

decided to turn this main party + durge reveal pic into a series of how they're doing as i proceed in the game :} part two<3

#baldur's gate 3 #bg3 #durge #astarion #karlach #wyll #oc: tavis #fun times in the shadowlands :-D <3 #i thought it was funny to strut to meet ketheric in the wrecked dark justiciar armors my point was to just look cool but it was kinda like #👁️👄👁️ Hi the past is here to haunt and maim u boi #(also i didn't change durge's looks randomly i hc her horns are growing ingame!) (due to.. totally normal and not evil reasons...)

[honest-moth-of-silver-grove]

Hi!!! Would it be okay if I requested a worried head cannon for Astarion(Or Wyll or Halsin, I’m fine with any of them) where they lost track of Tav while on a scouting/stealth mission or on the battlefield? Thank you!

A/N: I went with losing track of their Tav on a stealth mission because that seemed the most anxiety-inducing… lol. Poor boys. Sorry, it’s not my best, I was rushing :( 

✧ Losing Track of Their Tav on A Stealth Mission ✧

Astarion: 

The most likely to panic, even though he swears he’d be the last to do so. 

He’s running all the worst-case scenarios through his head: you’ve been killed, you’ve been captured, you’re being enslaved just like he is…

Immediately jumps to the worry that Cazador or someone working for him has realized the two of you are together and plans to get to him through you.

He considers getting one of his companion’s attention but ultimately decides to continue sneaking in alone. He’s pretty good at sneaking, and the others could screw it up. He can’t leave your fate in the hands of someone klutzy like Gale accidentally casting fireball and alerting everyone to their presence. 

If he wasn’t intent on killing anyone in his way, he is now. They mean nothing to him. You mean everything to him. Do the math. You > Them. 

Definitely ends up compromising the mission, by either getting seen and alerting everyone or by causing enough chaos and death that people begin to notice. But none of that matters anymore to Astarion, whose only goal is finding you. Of course, if anyone else was to make that mistake, he’d chew them out for it. But he can’t see how hypocritical he’s being: all he can think about is your safety. 

When he finds you, he masks his fear with anger. He calls you an idiot, a fool- every name in the book. He doesn’t intend to hurt your feelings, he just doesn’t like how his affection for you puts him in a vulnerable place. He was terrified of losing you. The fear of that greatly outweighs the fear of the tadpole. 

He’ll get you away from there, away from everyone else. He can’t trust the strangers of Baldur’s Gate, and he doesn’t want his companions to see him this emotional. 

After the two of you are back to safety, and after he finishes berating you, he yanks you into a tight hug, refusing to let go. 

You tell him you’re sorry, and that it’s over now and you inform him it’s okay to let it out. Be prepared for the shoulder of your top to become soaked in tears. He’ll cry into you, telling you in between sobs how you were the first person in forever to see him as an equal. He needs you. You are the only one who sees him. He can’t lose you. 

After he’s calmed down, he’ll try to lighten the mood with a joke. Something about also being afraid to lose his very own privately stocked food source. Of course, you see right through the facade. You let him feed after that comment anyway, softly petting his hair as he does so. 

And even though normally while feeding, he’d be comforting you, telling you it’s alright, that it’s almost over- you end up comforting him, shushing him, and telling him the two of you will be okay- you’re not going anywhere. 

Wyll: 

Probably the most level-headed in his reaction, even if his thoughts are racing like mad. As the Blade of Frontiers, he’s learned how to think strategically in most situations. Of course, that’s easier said than done when someone you know and love is personally on the line. 

He’s figuring out all the possibilities, working out how likely each one is, in order to figure out which avenues to first explore. 

He continues on his own before remembering he’s not acting solo anymore. He’ll round back to where the others are stationed, and give them the news. He tells them the mission’s priorities have changed, and the goal for now is to find you. 

He doesn’t plan on completely abandoning the original job of course. He intends to get right back to business. He can keep both ideas in his head

Tries his best not to blow the original mission while looking for you. Of course, when push comes to shove, he’s going to choose you. The mission can be tried again at a later time: he can’t lose you. He’s lost too much in this life to accept having to part with another. 

If he has no leads and it's been a while, and he’s growing increasingly nervous, he might consider calling Mizora and asking for her help, even though he knows it’s going to cost him more years of servitude. Having to work for a devil is much more bearable when there’s someone you love. He’d make a thousand deals if it meant you’d stay safe. 

Once he finds you, he’ll quickly ask if you’re alright, before ushering everyone out. He wants nothing more than to speak to you freely, but he knows right then isn't the time to do it. 

After you are safely far enough away, either back at camp, or somewhere secluded, he’ll firmly but kindly demand to know what the hell you were thinking, sneaking off like that?! He wants you to know he was worried, dammit! He loves you! Can’t you see how much losing you would hurt him? 

He’ll take you into his arms and place a soft kiss on your forehead. You are so precious to him. Please, please, he asks, be more careful. 

He vows to be at your side for any future stealth missions. He loves how brave you are, and how much you want to protect him. Just let him protect you in return. 

Halsin: 

Halsin probably reacts the least because he has the most faith that you’ll be okay. He sees you as his savior- a savior of his people, of the grove, of the tieflings- you are the most incredible person to him. 

That being said, he’s not going to simply do nothing if he thinks you’ve run into trouble. You mean so much to him, of course he’s going to change courses and instead go search for you! 

He’s also going to rope the others into helping him. I mean, he’s not forcing them or anything, but he does regroup and tell the others of his concerns. He’s very calm and level-headed, but also quite determined, so the others have few qualms about switching gears and following him. 

He’s also the most adept at staying hidden while looking for you, being able to wild shape into an inconspicuous animal like a cat or a rat or a bird. He uses his druid abilities to his advantage, steering clear of confrontation as he makes a beeline to where your scent takes him. 

Once he finds you, if you yourself haven't been discovered and taken, he’ll stay in animal form, and carefully guide you to a reliable exit. However, if you’ve already been caught, be prepared for things to get hairy. (Get it? Hairy?) 

He will not hesitate to shift into a big-ass bear and rip people’s throats out as he carries you on his back to safety. Even though this makes him a much more large and obvious target, he’ll do it, if it means keeping you protected. Any hits or damage he can take, he can heal from, all the less pain you have to endure. 

He absolutely brings you somewhere outside of the city. He feels safest in nature, and in order to calm down, he needs free-flowing nature, which is hard to come by in Baldur’s Gate.

He’s going to squish you- even if you’re bigger than him. He’ll lay you down gently, before resting on top of you, keeping balanced so that you don’t have to support all of his weight. He needs to be close to you, preferably with skin-to-skin contact. He needs your warmth, your smell, the softness of your skin… It centers him and brings him back down to earth. 

He’ll voice his worries while simultaneously complimenting your skill. He doesn't want you to feel incapable, but he must let you know how he felt in that moment when he feared you were hurt or worse. 

You are his light, you brought him out of the shadows. And he can’t bear to lose you. Please, don’t fade away. Don’t leave him in darkness once more. 

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#astarion imagine #astarion x reader #wyll x reader #wyll imagine #halsin x reader #halsin imagine #bg3 x tav #bg3 x reader #bg3 #hc #hcs

[soldat-buck]

i had a vision while making coffee this morning

bg3 culinary headcanons: Companion Edition

- Shadowheart: absolute zero regard for contamination while cooking. kitchen habits of a permanent bachelor. licks the tasting spoon clean and keeps using it to cook. eats hot cocoa straight out of the container with a spoon. thinks pouring ranch over an entire head of lettuce and eating it like feral animal while holding it over the kitchen sink counts as "salad". if you can get past the contamination thing, the food she makes actually tastes pretty good, even if it's sometimes odd (she cooks like a stoner, despite being perfectly sober. she is just Like That).

- Astarion: perfectly capable of cooking, and actually can cook quite well. food may not taste the same after becoming a vampire, but his enhanced sense of smell tells him nearly everything he needs to know about how to season and cook food properly. he doesn't cook because he doesn't like to (washing dishes? by hand? no fucking thank you, being undead is harsh enough on the nails and skin. finding a good lotion for normal undead dryness is already impossible)

- Lae'zel: in the modern world, if her life took her in a chef direction, she'd be in a Michelin star restaurant as the world's best and most terrifying sous chef. she absolutely would throw a knife at you for fucking up her plating (she'd intentionally miss. the first time). no nonsense is ever tolerated in her kitchen, but that doesn't necessarily mean she's got temper issues (her coldness and lack of tantrums is what makes her terrifying). she'd put Gordon Ramsay in his place for his rage theatrics and then make him weep with joy after serving him the most competent omelet he's ever had in his life. if she likes you, you may address her as "Yes, Chef!" outside of the kitchen.

- Karlach: uses 4 pots to make ramen. not because she's doing anything fancy or elaborate with it, the first pot was too small and started boiling over (whoops). the second one was, oh hold on, that's a cast iron pan, maybe you're not supposed to use that for boiling liquids, huh? wait shit, can't use this one either, i'm not supposed to use metal spoons on nonstick, don't want to scratch it. There we go! this one is the right size! and if i scratch this one, it's fine! wait, where the fuck did the flavor packet go (you should definitely be concerned about leaving her alone for the weekend)

- Wyll: very resourceful cook due to his Blade of the Frontier days. can improvise a meal out of damn near anything. can identify every edible plant and mushroom and tell you how to use it in a dish. would carry an herb garden in his adventure pack if he could. would absolutely thrive on the show Chopped (he's actually banned from auditioning again because it's not fair to the other competitors to have him on). he could make you a dessert featuring rattlesnake and fresh picked clover, and you don't know how or why, but you actually like it

- Gale: approaches the kitchen the same way he approaches most things in his life - academically. knows the proper safe temperature to cook meats/etc to, knows how to brown an onion, knows what seasonings are typically used together for certain flavor profiles and how to match seasonings to proteins. knife work sucks because he uses mage hand for mise en place and his mage hand has shitty DEX, but he's scared of his chef knife from the one time he sliced his thumb open (he was cutting an onion with improper hand placement and the knife slipped)

- Minsc: would exclusively eat by dumpster diving if it weren't for Boo's disapproval. eats like a human garbage disposal. he will eat a n y t h i n g that fits in his mouth, he is the least picky eater you will ever meet. does not understand how food challenges in the show Fear Factor are supposed to be challenges

- Halsin: world class forager. very competent hunter. prefers to eat everything as raw as possible. understands but doesn't believe in strict food safety because obviously stomach acid kills germs (and anyway, a little dirt here and there never killed anyone; exposure to germs is good for your immune system). open-mouthed kissing him is gambling with your health. makes the best vegetarian salads but do not trust any chicken he has "cooked". people with weak CON might want to consider avoiding his food

- Jaheira: uses Talk to Animals to Cinderella/Ratatouille rodents in the kitchen. she commands them like she's in perilous battle and the entire world is at stake (also rodents are worse to direct than cats, they do not know the difference between left and right. there's a lot of "No! Not that cupboard, the other one! NO, the OTHER other one! Flank him, he's off balance!"). making a cup of tea is a convoluted, stressful process that takes 10 times longer than just boiling the damn water yourself

if you want more bg3 culinary headcanons, there's also: the Absolute Edition

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[limpfisted]

Something I think taken for granted for "good and heroic" characters like wyll is

How hard it is to be a hero in settings like this in gen. especially a solo hero.

And then u look at will especially at 17, especially after just losing half of your vision, and now being obligated to hunt devils for mizora, and not being able to tell people who you are or why you have magical powers

Wylls life has been extremely difficult.

Hes not "some rich boy." In fact, he tells you himself, he never really was. His father became grand Duke when he was 17. His father was a Duke before that, but his father was born to a poor blacksmith father and he was the youngest of six, so he worked his way up the ranks. Even as son of a Duke and grandduke---ulder was champion of the poorer "mythical middle class" lower city. All nobles and patriars are from the upper city. There's no way wyll wasn't looked down on by the upper city and then held to a certain untouchable standard as the flaming fist brat by the lower city/outer city people

And yet even at being some "rich boy" he excelled thru hard work and dedication, making things into a competition if nothing else, in which despite his Father's unsurpance to power, he still had PROOF he was the most charming, after all, he held the record for most sarabandes danced in a single evening, much to the exhaustion to the good lords and ladies of the courts.

But even so, with this "cushy life" (where he would get into trouble, mind you! Where his father would encourage him to get into fights, who would train him with a rapier, where he would drink in taverns in the lower city at 14 despite being "a noble rich boy" and hand deliver letters from his father to sharess's caress before he ever knew what went on with the pretty men and handsome ladies behind closed doors.)

Have you ever been camping, like experienced the holy shit, Outside of it all? I dont even like leaving the house without my phone. Wyll, 17, traveled all over the sword coast, with one eye, who knows how many supplies.

While wyll laughs off the trauma of it, losing an eye is a real ass disability that affects your motor skills. It can be difficult to do things like cut food at first, and it can take like 6 months WITH THERAPY for everything to feel "normal" again. Now imagine fending off goblins, and minotaurs, with no therapy, no physical therapy, no doctor. Having to navigate the cold of winter, cursed lands, mountains, all by yourself.

Having to learn to use you sword again, this time without your father. Remembering him every time you pick it up. Remembering the way he looked at you every time you face down a "devil." Spitting the words he would later say to you at them. They stink of avernus, they have brought ruin

Wyll dedicated his life to laboring for the people of the Sword Coast. It's not easy. He makes it look fun, because he's so proud of himself and happy to be helping people

But its actually hard and lonely. And it doesn't come easy, even to Wyll, I think. He had to train himself, it probably took him a long time to figure out what he was doing

I dont think wyll is really as inexperienced and naive as people think. Hes been to avernus, he's fought dragons and minotaurs. He's seen terrible things, he's STOPPED terrible things, and he's going to continue doing so, and choosing to do so, with the full knowledge of what that decision means, and the hard work and sacrifice it requires.

he's fully aware of who he is and what he's capable of, and he's extremely brave and strong and competent

Its good to be good for the sake of being good! And wyll does believe in fairy tales. But his dedication to the blade doesn't come because he's misinformed. Is he as experienced and powerful as he thinks he is? No, he's 24 LOL. But he's still done a lot! Has YOUR muse hunted devils thru avernus? Has ur muse even BEEN to avernus?

Wyll ravengard genuinely is improvising half the time---but more important than simply "being" good and wanting to do good----Wyll has the experience, practice and competence in serving a community to actually BETTER and protect communities.

In fandom spaces we often talk about how certain characters are "just so good" but we like. We forget about the effort it takes to actually commit to acts of doing good, the practice and perservance it takes to competently serve the community.

You can give the people the shirt off ur back but u run out of shirts eventually. Wyll has made himself an important resource on the Sword Coast for its safety. And I think we take that for granted bc its a genre staple, but like. He worked really hard. He dedicated himself to this.

He sold his soul, and he kept living and doing good anyway

#ooc #hc #in general i think fandom doesnt think about wyll as disabled #but it affected his life bro

[demigoddessqueens]

help you relax

A part 1 of giving a massage/fluff series

found on MASTERLIST 10

Gale

He lets out small moans of relief as you work along his shoulders and back, getting all the knots out

Wyll

Likes to pepper hand kisses along you when you massage his shoulders, back, horns

Halsin

Low grunts and sighs of relief and adoration as your hands wander along those massive shoulder and back muscles

Shadowheart

She really likes them! Like so much so if she’s feeling a bit “neglected” she’ll move between your arms for attention

Karlach

So vocal!! Post-touch, she’s all down for them and runs hot when you get the knots out of her shoulders

Lae’zel

It’s a slow and steady process, but the warrior soon melts into your gentle touch and massages sometimes go on for hours if she wants

Astarion

Offers commentary when you massage him, as in “lower darling, oh! right there—perfect!”

Obliges to give you a massage back

Zevlor

Is so flattered that you would volunteer, and has a load of compliments to release about your “magic” hands

Dammon

Cannot hide his blush as you massage him, thinking he’s taking too much of your time despite your insistence he needs a break from smith work

Rolan

He will try to protest and argue but ultimately gives in to your touch

You hear a few low purrs of relief when you with the knots out

#baldurs gate 3 #astarion x mc #astarion bg3 #my writing #headcanons #bg3 rolan #rolan x tav #tavstarion #karlach #bg3 #bg3 astarion #karlach x tav #lae'zel #bg3 gale #bg3 wyll #bg3 tav #rolan bg3 #wyll ravengard #wyll x tav #dammon #zevlor #baldur's gate 3 astarion #baldur's gate 3 #shadowheart #shadowheart x tav #fluff headcanons #fluff hcs #lae’zel x tav #halsin #halsin bg3

[tadpolebrains]

With patch 6 giving us new kissing animations, I’d like to present:

Companion Hugs

Because we deserve a hug update.

“Can I have a hug?”

Gale buries his head into your shoulder, inhaling deeply. He wants to get lost in your warmth, feel completely surrounded by you. His hands grip firmly at your waist, or his arms will sling around you snugly. If you ask for a hug during a moment where you need comfort, he’ll instead take a hand and cradle the back of your head, guiding it down to rest against his shoulder, fingers woven into your hair. His other arm wraps around you, hand settling between your shoulder blades. When you go to pull away, he’ll pull you back in for a moment, letting your foreheads rest against each other for a few moments of silent understanding before letting you go.

Astarion doesn’t understand exactly what to do at first. Hugging isn’t something he’s used to. I’d imagine in-game, act 2 hugging animations would be a bit stiff and awkward. Slightly uncertain pats on the back, not knowing when to pull away. But being unable to drop the lingering smile on his lips afterwards. By act 3, he’s more used to it. Less hesitant in pulling you in. Will even nuzzle into your neck- not even to bite, but because he knows you trust him not to bite unless given permission. It’s rare for that kind of trust to be extended, and it warms his undead heart to have it.

Wyll likes fully leaning against you, your chests flush against each other, lightly swaying back and forth, almost as if you’re slow-dancing. One of your foreheads rests against the other’s chest, or perhaps an ear over the other’s heart so you can hear the heartbeat. He hums lightly, some random tiny tune that is sometimes a known song, and sometimes something random. Going to him for comfort will get you a gentler embrace, a hand rubbing along your back.

Karlach gives the best fucking hugs. This woman is taking every excuse to hug you as soon as she gets her engine fixed. They can range from strong, excited hugs that lift you off the ground to soft, tender ones where she just surrounds you with her heat like a heated blanket, tail curling around your legs just to keep you a little bit closer. She loves nuzzling her nose into your hair, feeling the softness against her cheek. Platonically or romantically, she’ll also give little kisses on your forehead and cheek, just as an extra show of affection. She doesn’t really do quick hugs unless she really has to- ask her for a hug, and you’re getting at least a solid minute. At least. If you need comforting, that minimum time extends.

Lae’zel doesn’t understand it at first. You… want to trap her against you? Is this some sort of battle maneuver, or a show of dominance? She doesn’t see the point of it until you mention someone else in camp gives ‘the best hugs.’ Well, clearly she must be the best at this ‘hugging’ of yours. Once she either watches you do it with someone else or demonstrate for her, she seems to take it as a personal challenge. Will squeeze you tightly against her. Tight, crushing hugs that you feel like could break a rib. If you two are close and you go to her for comfort, she might just let you squeeze her tighter than she squeezes you. Just this once.

Shadowheart isn’t as eager to hug at first; not under Shar, at least. She prides herself on her self-control and independence, and doesn’t see hugging as something she needs. If you ask her for one while she’d still under Shar and you’re close, she’ll do it for your sake, and hate that she likes it so much. Denies it. Doesn’t want to come to rely on it. But once she starts coming into her own, she begins accepting the hugs, even letting herself enjoy them. She’s a gentle hugger, loosely wrapping her arms around you and letting her eyes slip closed, enjoying the moment.

Halsin is literally a bear. Bear hugs, all day. Will scoop you up in his arms and hold you tightly so you feel that nothing could possibly harm you while in his arms. The muscles combined with that softness is perfect hug material. If you need comfort, he’s your man. Comforting hugs from him can feel almost paternal, and he’ll make sure to reassure you that the want for touch is entirely natural. It’s a human need, and you should never be ashamed of giving into your natural urges. Those large hands rub along your back and twirl your hair, grounding you in the moment.

#astarion #gale #halsin #wyll #karlach #shadowheart #lae'zel #baldur’s gate 3 #bg3 #bg3 hcs #tadthoughts

[mashiraostail]

can you do HCs of mundane turn ons for the main companions ? PLEASE <3

These are fun

omg maybe my Wyll bias is showing his is way longer. He just eats like he eats everyyyy time.

Slight nsfw under the cut :3 maybe more than slight

Shadowheart: Watching your hands, especially if you've already slept together or started a relationship. She looovvess your hands, she loves to watch you fiddle with things, thumbing at the pages of a book, picking locks, or spinning a small blade between your hands. She could probably explain it in depth if she wanted to, but she was a lady of simple wants and desires and so she doesn't feel the need. She'll fantasize about your nimble, practiced hands all night if you've managed a particularly impressive slight of hand. She's already attracted to the rest of you, so imagining how skilled you are is the final nail in the coffin for her. She'd want to feel your hands in her hair, grazing down her back, tracing the divot of her spine. She wonders how quickly you could undress her, how quickly you could undo her with just your hands.

Astarion: He enjoys seeing you with Scratch and the owl bear, and Tara and all the other furry (or hairless feline) friends you make on your adventure. He isn't sure why. It makes him feel warm, and after decades of chasing burning hot desire a pleasant warmth is a thousand times more satisfying. Though he'll groan and complain at your acts of benevolence to other people, he can't help but feel a soft spot form for animals. He didn't think he'd enjoy seeing someone be so kind and warm. He does. There are moments where he's watching you befriend yet another stray, scratching behind it's ears or under it's chin where he almost longs to switch places. He'll be the first to admit he's lead such a terrible life, a truly loving and gentle touch has been far and few in between. Seeing you care for the four legged friends you've made makes him feel hopeful, he wonders if you would care for him like this. If you would extend such a gracious and gentle touch to him. He feels warm at the thought of it. Soft lips and a feather light touch tracing down his chest, over his stomach. Would you smile and coo praise at him the same way you did with the cub? Would you call him wonderful and brilliant too? Would you mean it?

Gale: Obviously we know he enjoys watching you in a fight, he's said so himself. So I'll do you one better, the inverse. Seeing you freshly cleaned, sparkling with the water of whatever river or lake you'd jumped into drives him just as mad, or maybe it's your wet hair. It doesn't come from the typical carnal sort of desire to make you dirty and sweaty again, no, that's not Gale's style. He just wants to see, all of it, every inch of your perfect, clean skin. He wants to feel your wet hair against his palms, or huddled into the crook of his neck while he touches you all over. The smell of your soap and the way your wet skin looks even more supple than when it's dry is so painfully inviting for him. Some may say that Gale just loves you, dirty, clean, dry, wet, and so on..maybe that is the case. Something about your still slightly damp, freshly cleaned skin is especially intoxicating. He really does just want to touch and kiss, not to sully or dirty just to love and enjoy. He doesn't even know that body worship is a kink that's just how he acts.

Lae'zel: Being an asshole Bickering. At first it actually pisses her off, your snide remarks, the way you brush her off or roll your eyes should make her angry at you, she should hit you, instead she just wants to pounce on you, she wants to wipe that smug look off your face...with her face...while you're both naked. It pisses her off, it makes her stumble over her words, forget herself. She can hardly look at you when she insults you. If you laugh at her, she'll be white knuckling through the end of your argument, then she'll go rub off in private. Unless you notice, and once you get to know her better it probably isn't too hard to see. Turn your rude bickering into coy teasing, egg her on and on until she simply can't help but give into herself ('what are you gonna do about it?' 'ok, make me.' 'I'd like to see you try' etc...) It'll be an angry sort of lay but not a bad one at all, and once you're bent at her will she'll ease up on you, once you've been together a while she may even apologize for being rough with you. No promises.

Wyll: He loooveees when you're sleepy. Propped up trying to read a book but you're eyelids are slipping closed every few seconds? Trying to wash up but having to scrub your face just to get through the routine? Sleepy giggles at Gale's decidedly unfunny joke? He can't help but just imagine you cuddling up to him, asking for sleepy kisses, trying to sneak cold hands into the hem of his shirt to rest on his warm belly. He can't help it, you're so intoxicatingly lovely when you're tired like this and though he feels terribly un-gentlemanly he can't deny the fire in his stomach when you yawn and say his name "Oh Wyll, " you snuffle with the yawn and look at him with tired eyes, "I might need to call it a night." He may have to bite back some strangled noise of arousal, especially if you're already trying to cuddle up with him. He can't help but let his mind wander to how you'd be so sleepy and coy with him had he the mind to take you some place private. It would be a bold faced lie if he said he didn't think about settling down with you, wrapping you up from behind, letting his hands roam freely, and in your tired state he doubts you'd be very hard to work up. You'd be too sleepy to resist all your desires, he thinks about the way you'd release all your inhibitions, he wonders where you would kiss him, you'd indulge him all your secrets biting and licking him in all the places you'd been secretly admiring. He wouldn't complain, he burned to know it all actually, in a sort of selfish way. What were you normally too shy to tell him? What drove you mad for him? He wouldn't mind your sleepy groping, he'd happily let you bite and moan and prod at him. You'd guide his hands to where you wanted them and lazily take what you desired and he would just be so happy to take care of you. You would have a sleepy sort of romp he'd set the pace, huddle you close, kiss you and praise you and it would all be lovely and drowsing and put you both to a great nights rest together.

Karlach: The back of your neck (especially if you have long hair that usually covers it). If she ever tells you and you laugh she'll tell you to fuck right off about it. She can't explain it, watching you pull your hair up, or guide it over your shoulder is entrancing enough but then there it is. The nape of your neck, the short hairs there, your skin looks soo smooth and perfect, she wants to kiss it, or maybe bite it, depending on how frustrated she's feeling. She'll think about pressing her thumbs into it and watch all the tension in your shoulders melt away. She's always favored coming up from behind, she's always pulling your hair over your shoulder, or offering to tie it up for you to 'get it out of your face!'. It's a self serving gesture at it's core. She'll think about kissing it, feeling it flush under her hands and lips. When you do finally get together she'll enjoy seeing the way the nape of your neck glistens with sweat while your together, she thinks it's a great place to have a hold of you for a multitude of reasons.

Halsin: He likes seeing you exert yourself, maybe it's some kind of primal instinct or something, or maybe he just likes to know how far he'll be able to push you later that night. Either way, he can't help it, he thinks it may get better as you grow closer but it only grows worse. Blood and grime caked to your skin don't deter him at all, and if we were drunk enough he'd admit the smell of your sweat, and the salty taste of it on your skin when he kissed or licked or bit you drove him mad. He struggles to be subtle when he watches you after a fight or during a long up hill hike. The rise and fall of your chest makes something in him tighten, the glisten of sweat on your skin, seeing your hair stick to your forehead, the flush of your cheeks and the way your lips part to take in deeper breaths....it all drives him a bit mad. He'll quell his desire to ambush you and drag you off to a secluded forest alcove with a myriad of debauched daydreams, all of them making his stomach stir. First he'll wonder if he could get you into a similarly winded state, if he could make sweat roll down your back, if you would melt for him like you melted at the unrelenting heat of the sun. How would his name sound as a desperate gasp for air? How hot would your cheeks feel under his fingertips when he takes you by the chin and squeezes your face in his hand? The way your lips open to take in deep and thankful breaths only makes him want to completely ravish your mouth. He thinks about what it would take for him to exhaust you so much the weight of own head would be too heavy and he'd have to keep you up with a fistful of your hair.

#shadowheart x reader #astarion x reader #gale x reader #lae'zel x reader #wyll x reader #karlach x reader #halsin x reader #gale dekarios #astarion #wyll ravengard #bg3 x reader #bg3 hcs

[thewritetofreespeech]

pleeease do the wedding headcanons for bg3!! can you do all the main boys (and maybe ascended astarion??) 💍

Gale

Gale does try to subtly warn you that it will be a big wedding, with the Dekarios Clan far & wide, but you hadn’t realized how big.

Cousins, uncles, aunts, friends of the family, friends of friends of the family all come to attend. To the point that you can’t have sides at the wedding as the groom’s side would swell over the other. So you choose to have no sides.

Gale’s mother is head of the clan and officiates the wedding. Utterly beguiled by you and the happiness you bring to her son. And a day she thought would never come while he was intwined with a goddess.

Tara acts as ring bearer. A title she is at first insulted about but then refuses to give up. No take backs.

They will have to transmute another wing onto the tower for all the presents. Gale blushes & stammers at other well wishes of having children right away. He’s not against it but he wants to have you to himself a little while longer.

Wyll

Given his background that I made up and also his rank in society as the eldest son of Ravengard, it was probably always an expectation of Wyll’s to get married. Family lines and all that.

Even when his life was in shambles, deep down he always believed that he would one day be free, get married, and have children with his partner.

It would be a very traditional wedding, with military aspects given his link to the Flamming Fists. This includes uniforms, sword arches, etc.

He cares very little for the formality but takes great pains to follow the traditions.

Wyll is much more interested in the reception. To dance with you who is finally all his, makes nearly ending with the world almost worth it.

Astarion

He’s surprised you want to get married and have a proper wedding. Can you just be continuing on as you are? Together because you want to be, not because you have to be. Astarion also doesn’t like…labels.

But, if it’s what you want, he supposes it wouldn’t be the end of the world. It’s just a big party at the end of the day, right? He likes parties.

It’s an intimate little affair with all your core friends come to join you. You couldn’t possibly have everyone you helped or made acquaintance with at the wedding. Astarion insists on keeping it small as you’ll never financially recover from all the ale you would need for that.

Makes his partners outfit and his own. Something matching, but not on the nose. More of a photo negative matching set. With no red. He doesn’t want to think about blood or the past today.

After it’s all said and done, Astarion can see what all the fuss might be about. To tell everyone you’re his. To tell everyone that you’ve chosen him. To have a symbol of that for all time. He’s glad you made him go through it.

Ascended!Astarion

Why? You’re already his. A piece of paper or foolish mortal ceremony is pointless when you have eternity together as Ascended and consort.

But….there are advantages to a wedding. Nobility and the merchant class of all Baldur’s Gate, not to mention powerful allies from afar, striding in like obedient lambs into his castle to pay tribute to the two of you. That is something he can get behind.

He has the grand ballroom flooded with night orchids, casablanca lilies, and any other night blooming flower he can think of. Just because they have to have the ceremony at night doesn’t mean that he’ll have your wedding be dull and dingy, devoid of color.

A costume change couple as there is an outfit for the ceremony, the reception, first dance, and departure. All custom made with the finest materials available. The kind of craftsmanship that takes 7 seamstresses 7 days & nights to finish on time. But it’s worth it.

Astarion would dance you around the ballroom. As if you were the only two in the room. Floating on air. He’s completely lost interest in his schemes and guests with you in his arms. He’ll come back to them later but they aren’t important when you’re with him.

Halsin

Never believed in marriage or weddings. Binding another person to another with words seemed unnatural to him. People are free to come & go as they please.

But, he also never considered himself a monogamist until he met you. His heart shifting from more of the bear into the wolf. Do not wolves bite and mark their mates like they might do with rings?

It would be a very small wedding. And by small he means just the two of you.

Together in a forest, under Oakfather’s gaze, using a traditional hand binding of the druids with crowns of flowers and simple garb, you make your pledge.

He would want to consummate your marriage immediately. Right there under your marriage tree; if you let him. He could be persuaded to at least wait until you’re back at your home, but it better be a short walk. Otherwise he makes no promises.

#;ask and ye shall receive (request answers) #baldur's gate #baldurs gate #bg3 #bg3 headcanons #headcanons #baldur's gate headcanons #baldur's gate hc #baldur's gate halsin #halsin #bg3 halsin #bg3 wyll #wyll ravengard #baldurs gate wyll #ascended astarion #astarion #bg3 astarion #baldur's gate astarion #gale #gale dekarios #gale of waterdeep #bg3 gale

[snakes-are-kinda-cool]

Wyll and Vervaine carrying each other: a series of diagrams

#baldur's gate 3 #baldur's gate iii #bg3 durge #bg3 wyll #wyll ravengard #baldur’s gate wyll #durge #durge x wyll #tav x wyll #the dark urge #this is like my first time drawing Wyll #I need to practice more #to do him justice!!😤💪 #my prince! #my princess even!!! #also i hc that he got a tail because it’s cooler #and also I straight up thought he did for several days for some reason #my art

[dogt3eeth]

The more canon Wyll ending is him going back to adventuring, but in my heart him and Astarion spend at least some time being all dressed up and well fed. And sleeping on a bed that isn't the ground.

#myart #baldurs gate 3 #baldurs gate #bg3 astarion #bg3 wyll #wyll ravengard #astarion acunin #baldurs gate fanart #god what is their shipname #wyllstarion #bloodpact #? i think ive seen that one #drew these two dancing because they r so cute to me #bonus some of my own small hcs for their appearance

[vyncentevelyn]

Gale: In a physical sense I guess I understand it.

Halsin: I still don't.

Gale: *turns and looks up at Halsin* Think of it in more of a flower-is-beautiful and not in a tree-is-big kind of physicality.

Halsin: *sighs* Flowers can be deadly and wilt away.

Gale: Hmmm...

Wyll: He has questionable motives at best, but some do prefer a bad boy I suppose.

Gale: *snaps his fingers and points at Wyll* That's a good point.

Emperor: That still doesn't explain it.

Wyll: Touche.

Halsin: Enough is enough. I'm just going to ask him. *ignores Gale's attempts to pull him back and walks over to Astarion*

Astarion: *looks up from his book as Halsin approaches*

Halsin: Astarion, we were curious. What did you do to win over Iseult?

*Gale and Wyll peek around Halsin*

Astarion: *smirks* Is that what you boys were squawking about over there?

Gale: Curious minds. *nervously waves at Astarion*

Astarion: Of course. *he closes his book and looks at the men in front of him and then shrugs* I held a dagger to her throat when we met.

Halsin: *jaw drops*

Wyll: That...that was not what I was expecting.

Gale: Is that true?

Shadowheart: *walks up to the group of men* Is what true?

Gale: That Astarion held a dagger to Iseult's throat when they first met.

Shadowheart: *calmly nods* It's unfortunately true. I saw the whole thing. Her eyes lit up brighter than the fucking sun.

Astarion: What can I say? *a mischievous glint touches his red eyes as a full smile showing his fangs touches his lips* Some of us are just better at wielding our daggers than others.

Wyll: I actually hate you.

Emperor: I should have let you all die.

#bg3 #bg3 fic #bg3 fanfiction #bg3 thoughts #astarion #gale #halsin #wyll #shadowheart #emperor #tav #iseult #astarion x tav #astarion x iseult #my hcs #silly #everyone loves tav #the pale elf #the pale drow #the pale elf x the pale drow #iseult was head over heels at first dagger #sleep deprived af