where Astarion likes to leave and receive kisses <3
leave kisses: neck, cheek, back
There’s something reverent about the way Astarion leaves a gentle kiss on your neck before and after he feeds from you. It’s an expression of gratitude, a way to honor you and your kindness. The irony is how gentle these pecks are. If he’s feeling adventurous, he builds up the intensity of these kisses as he prepares to bite into you. It’s a game to him, and you can feel the grin he’s wearing when he indulges in that way.
He also kisses your neck as a greeting. Nothing too saucy, just a press of his lips against your pulse point. His arms would wrap around your midriff and he’d spin you around to kiss your pretty face, too.
His cheek kisses are more playful. He peppers them across your face if no one else is around. And often, he’ll nibble your cheek instead of just kissing it. Astarion is a chubby cheek lover and I’ll carry that notion for as long as I live.
He loves to kiss your back, too. Especially if he sneaks up behind you and catches you by surprise. You’ll feel a press of his lips to the space just below the nape of your neck and jump while he huffs out a laugh. He loves to surprise you, and he loves the goosebumps he brings out even more.
receive kisses: forehead, cheek, hands
He fusses if you “mess up” his hair but he adores it when you brush back a curl to leave a gentle kiss on his forehead. He melts when you do. If you can’t quite reach his forehead, a cheek kiss will suffice, but if you’re laying down together you’d better give him a forehead kiss or five. It’s expected of you, but he’d never admit it if you asked.
When you walk past him, he lives for the times that you leave a peck on his cheek. He almost always grabs you and returns your affection with a much more heated kiss. Your own cheeks will be flushed when he’s satisfied with returning the favor.
He loves when you kiss him in front of others. He’s proud to be with you, to share the bond with you that he does. He’ll show you off whenever and wherever he can. You feeling the same makes him positively giddy.
KISS HIS HANDS. The notion is so tender, so reverent, that the first time you do it he has to tease you to mask his awe. Of course he whispers filthy things about what his hands have done, what they’re capable of, but he’s hoping that you don’t notice the shyness behind his words. Take his hands and kiss his knuckles. Tell him how you love him… *all* of him. He’d be weak in the knees.
That’s all for now! More companions incoming at some point :P
hello. it is 1 AM and i have an early morning class tomorrow (today?) but i must share this idea and see if there’s any interest in it, because otherwise it will stay as a word vomit google doc that i can reread while giggling and kicking my feet (never to be made into a comprehensible piece of literature)
hughlander vampire au. where a majority of supes are vampires, including homelander, who’s been trying to create a fledgling for a while now. whoop dee doo, fledglings aren’t very easy to make! vampires have to bring someone to death (by almost draining them), then feed the prospective fledgling their (the vampire’s) blood.
one way or another, most people don’t take to the vampirism/don’t turn/die anyways. homelander has going around, trying to turn literally everyone he feeds on because he wants to see if it’s even possible.
hughie gets caught after dark, homelander feeds & tries to turn him, but it actually takes!! wow. and now hughie is just suffering(trademark pending) because he doesn’t know whats going on!! he still falls in with butcher & co (who are half supe hunters half vampire hunters?? dunno), robin was still ran through by a-train, he meets annie, badda bing badda boom
but homelander & hughie have both been experiencing this weird nagging feeling in the back of their minds. it’s the bond, but homelander doesn’t know that, and hughie learns from annie but elects to try and ignore it.
the bond is new enough where it’s technically plausible that the current bond could be weakened enough for someone else to take over as a like. sire-by-proxy.
annie is in the middle of trying to do this for hughie, when hughie and homelander meet and oh nooo, hughie remembers who attacked him and homelander realizes he actually turned someone!!
forced bonding & associated shenanigans ensue. bwaah. if theres any interest, i’ll probably make it a series :]
meet the stellar sounds, a magical (?) girl band tasked with defending the earth from an alien invasion 💫👽 wait why's one of them a robot... and isn't that last one an alien herself...?
challenged myself to design characters based off of cool objects and it kinda went off the rails a bit and i drafted a whole story premise for these 4...
more info about the characters & story plus stills under the cut & a lineup so you can see their heights properly :D
Charlie works as a sound engineer all over town. She’s well-liked in her small community, charismatic and always willing to lend a hand — even though she complains dramatically the whole time.
Though she appears very self-assured, the reality is that she’s brute forcing herself into feeling content with her life.
She’s always dreamed of being in a band but the thought of putting her best into something and failing is so paralysing that she’s deliberately never tried. Instead, she pursues music as a “casual hobby”. Ignore her ever-growing instrument collection.
Thankfully that all changes when someone new drops into town — well, technically she’s returning to town.
Meet Bia!
She’s recently come back to her childhood home after burning out and quitting her nursing job. But she’s super bright and bubbly and everything is fine!! So don’t worry about it!!!
Her and Charlie were childhood best-friends, though they lost contact and haven’t spoken in well over a decade.
On a whim, after seeing an advert for a yard sale and recognising the address, Bia decides to pay her a visit — and it's only after she’s made the drive to Charlies’ family home, all the way on the outskirts of town, that she stops to think “Wait… What if she moved?”
But can you blame her? She’s so excited to reconnect!! And… she could use the distraction.
But how do they end up fighting aliens?
After a warm and slightly charged reunion, Charlie invites Bia for a post-yard sale tea so they can catch up without being interrupted every 5 minutes by someone trying to buy another one of her parent's bizarre lawn ornaments. (Did they really need a gnome for every holiday? And why were they all so rude?)
Between the banter, reminiscing and inside jokes it truly feels like no time has passed at all. The sky grows dark outside, and just as Charlie steels herself to ask how Bia’s handling her “career break” (word travels fast when your mums are retired and love to gossip), a bright streak of light interrupts the skyline, followed by a deafening metallic crash.
Which leads us to our next character, Hedera!
She’s soft spoken but intense, doesn’t mince words at all and she’s obviously not human.
Hedera's just crash landed on Earth — the location was intentional, the crash not so much. She's come to warn the planet's inhabitants of an oncoming threat and to give them the tools to defend themselves.
Unfortunately, said threat is her own planet’s governing bodies.
Her leaders intend to drain Earth of its natural resources, viewing the inhabitants as too technologically inferior to put up a fight. They were preparing to send a few agents for a preliminary hands-on assessment when one of their scouting ships mysteriously vanished.
Hedera is not a fighter.
She's a diplomat and a scholar, but she couldn't just stand back and watch. Against her better judgement she stole a bunch of new-tech gadgets she didn't fully understand and made a run for it.
When the two humans stumble onto her, unconscious and injured, they bring her back to the house and Bia tries her best to patch her up.
Charlie is freaking out the whole time because a fucking alien just crashed into her backyard! But she's not a cop, she's not gonna call somebody about this.
And Bia... She’s in problem solving mode, so she’ll deal with the logistics of the situation tomorrow.
When Hedera wakes, she gives a whole spiel about Earth being in danger and that she’s been sent to help, though she omits her own planet's part in it. She touts the gadgets she's brought with her, hoping to inspire confidence, and highlights one as the first step in her defence strategy — a device that can turn even the most rudimentary piece of technology into an incredible weapon capable of enhancing the wielder's strength and agility.
Bia jumps at this, burning with curiosity and a need to see it in action, though she listens when Charlie pleads for them to not blast that thing inside Her House and to instead take the weird alien technology outside.
The yard sale left overs are still strewn about, Charlie too distracted with Bia and then a weird alien lady to even think about tidying up. Bia peruses the unsold goods and holds up an old children's toy for their “alien saviour” to consider. Hedera inspects it, unsure of it’s initial purpose, but confirms it as a suitable target.
She warns the two humans to step back, points the gadget towards the toy and fires away.
Aaaand, that's where our fourth and final character comes in!
Cassie is friendly, energetic and incredibly curious.
She also Just Got Here.
Hedera was in over her head (maybe even slightly concussed?) and so focused on trying to impress her new allies that she forgot to double-triple check all the settings and now they've got a talking robot on their hands. Oops!
Sudden sentience is disorienting, but after a brief explanation from Hedera, Cassie finds her footing by inhabiting her perceived role in the group — her purpose is to defend Earth and protect her new friends!
Her narrative journey would involve overcoming this baseline "instinct" to be obedient and complacent and actually figure out who she is as an individual, rather than a tool. But for now, she's chilling.
After the shock that is Cassie popping into existence and Hedera trying to pass it off as Totally Intentional actually, they go ahead with making weapons for the rest of them. Seeing that Cassie already has a giant microphone as a weapon, Bia insists on the rest of them sticking with the theme and Charlie begrudgingly lets them snoop through her assorted instruments, for the greater good of course, though she abstains from making an instrument weapon for herself.
Together, they form earth's first defence against alien invasion, and fledgling indie band, The Stellar Sounds!
And finally here's the full lineup :)
Thanks for reading all the way till to end!! I've also got a process video up on my youtube where I talk a bit more about the design process itself in between the story bits, if anyone's interested :D
Could you do berdly x autistic!reader headcanons? plz 🥺
mod clown lore: there is a good chance that i am autistic. who knows for sure, though. certainly not me!
anywhosies, enjoy!
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berdly x autistic! reader
i mention this is pretty much everything i write about him, but i hold the firm belief that he'll defend you to the ends of the earth.
berdly defending you would likely be him arguing with someone and refusing to give up until the person harassing you just got too annoyed and left.
he's your knight in glow-in-the-dark armour forever <3
berdly will help you get any accommodations that you need at school for sure-- he's definitely not afraid to talk to the staff.
you guys could spend hours infodumping to each other about special interests.
especially dragon blazers, if you enjoy the series too. there would be discussions until 3am about theories the two of you have and lore that no one else cares about.
he always keeps a few stim toys in his backpack because they help him stay focused during class, and he's happy to share with you.
he would probably gift one to you at some point
i feel like it would be this one. fun fidget toy and also looks like a game controller? it's perfect!!
if you are non-verbal or semi-verbal, berdly would try to be your voice and make sure your opinions are heard-- "they asked for no pickles" but to the extreme.
be careful, though. he might get a little over-excited and end up drowning you out completely. he's trying his best.
the two of you would also enjoy parallel play and support swapping-- doing different things but still doing them together, and helping each other
if you need tone tags, berdly would make sure to use them. both in text and face-to-face conversations.
all-in-all, berdly would be very supportive, and would love you no matter what (as long as you're a gamer /j)!
Johnny makes fun of Kenshi having a "clown fetish" that he doesn't actually have. Kenshi decides to agree to shut him up.
Sento laid across Johnny's dresser, glowing vibrantly against the warm lighting of the room. In the mirror behind it, reflected a creaking bed of passion, towels that were laid to protect fine linens strewn into tangled rags under them from the very enthusiastic and abrasive thrusting from Kenshi. He didn't wear his mask, eyes a glow and smoking vibrantly, his lover trapped below his onslaught of arousal. Johnny was bent beneath him, whining into pillow cases, tossing care out the door for the dignity of his sheets now stained in black and white face paint. Specifically grease paint, that melted from his face and neck, his striped clothes barely covering him. Comically short overalls scrunched into the bend of one leg and his striped shirt tangled around his neck, his hand gripping the collar where he failed to take it off fast enough to soothe Kenshi's vengeful arousal.
How they got here doesn't really matter, say for Johnny ruthlessly teasing the swordsman about an interest in clowns, something Kenshi vehemently denied up until Johnny had decided it would be funny to set up some kind of anniversary gift around a mime theme to mock him. Nah.
What mattered now was how Johnny whined and cried at the painful, open handed slap across his ass. His dick jumped and he mewled at the reward of his once humiliated lover, slamming the head of his cock into the Star's prostate, slipping past it just slightly before pulling back and repeating the bruising cycle.
"Oh- oh god, please!" Johnny cried, legs shaking. where one hand was trapped in the tangle of his costume, the other arm was sore beneath him, where he supported the arch in his back. Johnny's dick was left with nothing in attention, dribbling uselessly into the muddied makeup staining the sheets beneath them. Kenshi knew this and reveled in the feeling of his partner's palpable desperation, the gross viscosity of precum and lube that turned on once cool friction into the squelching rhythm of his hips meeting Johnny's red ass.
"Kenshi, Kenshi-!" Johnny begged with nothing to barter with. Frustrated, the swordsman snaked his hand around Johnny's throat, his palm firmly pressing against the man's adam's apple, choking the cries of his lover when Ken pulled the entertainment back into his chest and forced him to look in the mirror of his dresser, Where sento glowed enthusiastically and his smoking eyes eerily trailed in the same aesthetics.
Johnny saw through the near blindness of his melted face paint, the black and white kiss marks he'd left on Kenshi's jaw and chest, he saw the lust in the smoke of his lovers' sockets and gulped anticipating some amazing finish to this rather cruel show. "Ugh, shit" Johnny shuddered, humiliated in the light of his attire and how it was being used "fucking christ, Kenshi!"
The swordsman chortled, pulling the star's head back into his shoulder and licking the paint off the pulse point of Johnny's neck, when the tip of his tongue reached his ear, Kenshi smacked his mouth closed and swallowed the paint he'd cleaned off. Quickly, Kenshi stilled Johnny's lips before it could shudder out more cries, aggressively palming his mouth and smearing whatever makeup was left there.
"You know…-" Kenshi shushes, his breath terribly cold against the wet shell of Johnny's ear "-Mimes don't make any noise, I'm afraid we're gonna have to redo this scene, Johnny." Despite his wide eyed chagrin, Johnny's legs shook and his cock poured molten arousal at the rumbling sound of his lover's voice against his back.
"Take two?" Kenshi asked again, showing a brief softness in their play, Johnny shaking his head feverishly, gulping the uttered noises of approval before he was slammed back into his mattress. The hand that gripped his mouth, now dug through his hair and painfully grasped him at the scalp.
"Really know how to give a man a good time, Johnny boy!" Kenshi nearly laughed, his hips slamming back into his lover, who yelped at the sensation of Kenshi's sharp hips meeting his ass again.
"next time I see your circus make sure to bring a few more party tricks, you know I love a good laugh."
So does anybody else remember that voice line between Karlach and Astarion where Astarion is complaining about how gaudy and useless flowers are and Karlach is getting misty eyed over seeing spring blossoms after ten years in the hells?
Thinking about what would happen if you completely covered their tents with flowers for a Valentine’s adjacent holiday…
Astarion waking up with a violent sneeze and a huff, stomping out of his bedroll to complain about the intrusion (with the dustiest rosy hue on the tips of his ears), but the next morning you wake up with twice as many flowers in your tent and no explanation from him
Karlach waking up and squealing, running to tav and giving them a bear hug, lifting them up in the air, maybe getting tears and snot on their tunic, suffocating them with kisses
And the other companions as well…
Gale waking up and taking in the smells and sights of it all, walking around his tent and peacefully noting all the flowers, trying to remember what each flower means (Gale would totally know the language of flowers…) and swearing to himself to write you a poem about the buds later, one accompanied by a nice home cooked Waterdhavian meal-
Halsin waking up with a wistful sigh, being reminded of the sweetness of a gentle love — going to find tav to tell them that all of nature pales compared to their beauty, but he appreciates the sentiment nonetheless (even though he says he’d rather wake up with his senses overwhelmed by tav-)
I don’t feel confident enough about the others to headcanon them, but feel free to add on! Happy (early) Valentine’s!
thinking about how Astarion likely doesn't need as much sleep (if any at all) as tav
sure, he may trance every now and again, but the more time he spends with tav, the more he's gotten into the habit of just pretending to trance until they fall asleep
and then he opens his eyes... and he keeps his rubies on them for most of the night
watching their chest rise and fall, holding a cold finger delicately under their nose and feeling the warmth of their breath, bringing his finger to his lips and touching them, feeling the humidity
the nights he actually does want to sleep/trance, he snuggles up on top of tav and rests his head on their chest, letting the thump of their heart pound against his ears
he insists that tav play with his hair
if tav doesn't, he puts his freezing hands on their ribs and pokes at them until they do
his other favorite sleeping position is moving so that his lips rest against the pulse point on tav's neck, so he can feel the thrum against his mouth
when they're laying like this, Astarion likes to give tav little butterfly kisses on their jaw
he also prefers tav to hum a lullaby or speak to him like this as long as they can before drifting off... he likes to feel the rumble of their voice on their throat
and i just KNOW Astarion likes a little lamp or night light on during the night
