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liltaventures · 13 days
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Lil Update
Hey everyone! I am back from vacation, which means that I will have more time for RP! My inbox is Open for interactions! <3
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liltaventures · 28 days
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Quillen watches as Astarion hesitates to take a look at the artwork. He can’t blame him for being a little nervous. After all, it’s probably been some time since he has seen his face.
The dhampir catches the slight touch to his neck, pale fingers covering the two small bite scars as he stares down at the portrait. Quillen’s brow furrows slightly, a slight frown tugging at his lips. He hesitates on what to say. Does he offer comfort? Does he reassure Astarion? He doesn’t know what to say, and it frustrates him a little.
Before the half-elf could decide on what to say, Astarion speaks, his words a mere attempt to distract from how he was feeling.
Quillen swallows thickly and looks at him; his expression is soft. “Astarion, what’s troubling you?” He asks, his tone gentle. Quillen genuinely wants to know how he is feeling. “Is it the drawing? I can make you something different if you would like me to.” He offers.
Quillen hummed softly as he listened to the pale elf talk about his interests, his ears perking up when the other mentioned he liked embroidery. The half-elf recalled how many times his mother tried to teach him to use a needle and thread and how often he failed to understand what he was doing. His brow furrowed when the elf called his hobby silly and shook his head. "Hey now, embroidery is not silly if you enjoy it." He countered. "Reading is a nice hobby too. I find it hard to sit down with a book, but I can appreciate what goes into writing and making them." A faint blush dusted his cheeks when the vampire asked who he'd drawn from their party, and his hand stopped moving across the page. "O-oh! Well, I have drawn everyone." He said simply. But out of the two sketchbooks, I have drawn you the most. Quillen turned his focus back to his artwork and continued drawing Astarion. After a few minutes, the piece was finished, and the dhampir looked at his work before looking up at Astarion. "It's done if you would like to see it." He said sweetly.
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liltaventures · 1 month
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The second the pale elf's lips came close to his cheek, Yanis's face went a deep shade of crimson, and his eyes widened. His pointy ears twitched nervously, and he felt his chest pound. Astarion was close, so close. Was he going in for a kiss? What was he doing? Oh. As Astarion teased him, a slight pout formed on his lips, and then he pulled away from the half-elf's face. Yanis rolled his eyes before chuckling and shaking his head. As the two men returned to camp, the rogue thought about just how different his life was. Mindflayer tadpole aside, the man's life was different. He was no longer alone; he had friends, and he had someone whom he held dear in his heart. As they stepped back into camp, Yanis looked around, smiling softly and gazing at his companions. Scratch and the owlbear played in Karlach's tent, and Wyll was busy sparring with Lae'zel. Shadowheart was reading in her tent, and Gale was preparing dinner. His mismatched eyes landed on Astarion, who had called out to the wizard.
A small laugh left his lips when Gale startled and nearly dropped a ladle. The wizard breathed a sigh of relief and set it down by a pot of stew he'd whipped up. "Beef stew with a side of roasted vegetables. And for our favorite vampire, I have warmed some blood for you in a different pot." Gale explained, his hands moving to grab some bowls. "Now, if you'll excuse me, I must keep cooking. I will let you know when it's done." Yanis nodded and then turned to Astarion. "Hey, if you need more blood than what Gale has warmed up for you, I don't mind letting you take a bite." The half-elf gave the vampire a soft smile. "Just let me know."
"Not a spoiled brat, of course, just the prince of a realm. How silly of me!" The pale elf would still be laughing at the reaction to his teasing if the hug hadn't caught him off guard. It took him a second to register the other man's actions, before returning the embrace with a firm squeeze, breathing in the comforting warmth and only releasing only when Yanis moved to pull away.
He stood, watching and listening silently, with a soft smile as his companion spoke, and rested their heads together. "You know, I don't think anyone ever spoke to me so sweetly after finding out what I truly am - let alone after what I did to you. You're a gift, Yanis, one I will always treasure."
Astarion rested his palm against Yanis' cheek, swiping away any rogue tears with his thumb, noticing the flush of colour with a smirk. If it could, his heart would have skipped. He leaned in close to the the other man, his lips lingering over his cheek for a moment. He was ever so close, he felt the heat of Yanis' breath on his skin, he would have stayed there all night if he could.
"I think it's time we got some rest, don't you darling?" He whispered, his words soft as a feather, despite the knowing grin spread across his face. "The others will be wondering where we've been, we wouldn't want them getting any ideas now, would we?" The elf winked, and beckoned Yanis to accompany him.
He was glad for the trust Yanis had placed in him after everything, Astarion thought as he strode into camp after the others. He trusted Yanis too, an involuntary smile pulling at his lips as he walked. Of course, they had to trust eachother to work so closely together, they were literally fighting for their lives every day! He told himself this again, and again, and again...
"What's on the menu tonight, oh wizard of Waterdeep?"
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liltaventures · 2 months
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Status Update!
Hey all! To give you a heads-up, I will be going on vacation a few times this month, and one of those trips bleeds into next month, so activity will be a little lower! :> Today marks the start of my first trip! I will try my best to get to the replies that I owe! Jo <3
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liltaventures · 2 months
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Quillen hummed softly as he listened to the pale elf talk about his interests, his ears perking up when the other mentioned he liked embroidery. The half-elf recalled how many times his mother tried to teach him to use a needle and thread and how often he failed to understand what he was doing. His brow furrowed when the elf called his hobby silly and shook his head. "Hey now, embroidery is not silly if you enjoy it." He countered. "Reading is a nice hobby too. I find it hard to sit down with a book, but I can appreciate what goes into writing and making them." A faint blush dusted his cheeks when the vampire asked who he'd drawn from their party, and his hand stopped moving across the page. "O-oh! Well, I have drawn everyone." He said simply. But out of the two sketchbooks, I have drawn you the most. Quillen turned his focus back to his artwork and continued drawing Astarion. After a few minutes, the piece was finished, and the dhampir looked at his work before looking up at Astarion. "It's done if you would like to see it." He said sweetly.
"I don't recall giving you permission to do my portrait," Astarion says with a huff, but he does as he is told, crossing his arms and lifting his head in a way that means, at the very least, that Quillen is going to get a more poised and careful depiction of him.
"I don't paint," he says. "Drawing-- not for its own sake. I can appreciate the fine arts, however." Though he's never had a particular talent for them on his own, though he'd never admit that. "I do a bit of embroidery. Though I'm not sure I'd describe it as a creative outlet. That makes it sound a bit, well..." As if he's overflowing with creativity and needs to put it somewhere. It's not like that. Embroidery is just something that's his, and that he was permitted; it was always to Cazador's benefit that he look his best, after all.
"...Silly," he finishes his thought, waving a hand and then returning it to his crossed-arms position. "I like to read. But that's a hobby and not a 'creative outlet' either." He raises an eyebrow. "Do you draw everyone? Or just the most gorgeous of our party?"
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liltaventures · 2 months
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sir i don’t think you are allowed to say that
check it out on twitter!
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liltaventures · 2 months
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Ask Box: OPEN
Hi everyone! My ask box is open for banter and questions! I would love to interact with ya'll, those who write for canon characters, and those who write for Tav! Rules for my inbox can be found here: [Link]
I am also itching to draw, so responses may be in the form of doodles or little comics!
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liltaventures · 2 months
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Yo yo yo! Feel free to pick a number, and I will write or draw something with one of the boys! ;w;
kiss roulette
inspired by the infamous "i want the k" meme by deactivated tumblr user tastcful. send 🎲 to generate a kiss! potential suggestive/nsf.w themes may appear
A kiss on the cheek
A kiss on the nose
A kiss on the forehead
A kiss to the top of the head
A firm kiss
A gentle peck
A romantic kiss
A platonic kiss
A kiss to the eyelid
A kiss along the jawline
A kiss to the neck
A kiss along the collar bone
A kiss on the chest
A kiss to the stomach
A kiss along the hips
A kiss in the rain
An upside-down "Spider-Man" kiss
A kiss while laughing
A kiss underwater
A rough kiss
WILDCARD! Dealer's choice :)
A french kiss/kiss with tongue
A kiss influenced by alcohol/other substances
A sleepy kiss
A kiss that's an accident
A kiss while one or both parties are crying
A kiss in greeting
A kiss in parting
A kiss to the back of the hand
A kiss to the palm of the hand
A kiss to the inner thigh
A kiss while someone watches
A kiss to a scar, birthmark, injury, or other marking
A kiss after a bite
A kiss against a wall
A kiss to the shoulder
A kiss to the back of the neck
A kiss while one party is carried
A tentative kiss
An impulsive kiss
A kiss out of spite
A clumsy kiss
A bloody kiss
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liltaventures · 2 months
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Important Update Regarding Starters & Threads
I have a few RPs that have not been responded to in months. I will contact those who have not communicated to see where things are. Going forward (and this will be added to my rules/terms), any starter & thread that has not been responded to in over a month will be dropped unless we have communicated prior about inactivity. I will reach out to you if you have not messaged me. I want to keep things organized, and I want to put my energy towards active threads. If a thread is dropped, it will not be deleted in case you reach out expressing that you want to continue.
If anyone has questions, please do not hesitate to contact me! <3 Jo <3
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liltaventures · 2 months
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This is one of my comfort posts. ;w; It brings me back to when things were simpler and less hectic in my life.
Caught in a rather good romance
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liltaventures · 2 months
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What is Quillen’s ideal date? (With astarion specifically or otherwise) <3
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"My idea of an ideal date? Well, I'd plan a picnic under the stars. Somewhere quiet and peaceful where my date and I could talk and enjoy our meal without the noise of other people. If not that, then I would take them to see a show. Whether it be a play, opera, or symphony, I would want to cater to what my date likes regarding the arts."
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liltaventures · 2 months
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What was Quillen’s first impression of Astarion? <3
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"Oh gods, I thought he was utterly insufferable at first."
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"However, as I got to know him, I grew to love him, and now I don't know what I would do if he wasn't in my life."
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liltaventures · 2 months
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What is Quillen’s ideal date? (With astarion specifically or otherwise) <3
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"My idea of an ideal date? Well, I'd plan a picnic under the stars. Somewhere quiet and peaceful where my date and I could talk and enjoy our meal without the noise of other people. If not that, then I would take them to see a show. Whether it be a play, opera, or symphony, I would want to cater to what my date likes regarding the arts."
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liltaventures · 3 months
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Ask Box: OPEN
Hi everyone! My ask box is open for banter and questions! I would love to interact with ya'll, those who write for canon characters, and those who write for Tav! Rules for my inbox can be found here: [Link]
I am also itching to draw, so responses may be in the form of doodles or little comics!
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liltaventures · 3 months
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Yanis couldn’t help but avert his gaze when Astarion commented on what he had gone through, and he only seemed to become more ashamed when the vampire said he was sorry for him. The last thing Yanis wanted was for the other man to feel sorry for him, and he hated to think that he might have forced that pity out of him by showing his memories.
Mismatched eyes slowly settled on the pale elf’s face, and as Astarion declared that he wouldn’t let any harm come to Yanis, the half-elf let out a breath he hadn’t realized he was holding in. A soft smile formed on the taller man’s lips, and he swiped away a few tears that had threatened to spill down his soft, freckled cheeks.
A faint blush appeared on the rogue’s cheeks and the tips of his pointy ears as Astarion called him his prince. He puffed his cheeks and turned away from the other, crossing his arms with a huff. “Oh, hush.” He muttered softly. “I am not some spoiled brat.” He whined, clearly embarrassed.
After a moment passed, without any warning, strong arms gently pulled Astarion into a warm embrace. “Thank you, Astarion.” The half-elf said softly. He slowly pulled away from the hug and gently held the pale elf’s hands. “I spent most of my life putting up walls and being so guarded that I forgot what it was like to be around those who care. Meeting you and the others helped me to open up and be myself again.”
'And if I hadn’t met you, I wouldn’t have known how to love again.' The half-elf thought to himself.
Yanis let out a soft sigh and then spoke. “I want you to know that your vampirism doesn’t bring back any painful memories, nor does it make me feel uncomfortable around you.” The half-elf smiled softly. “If anything, I am the most comfortable around you. You make me feel whole. I feel like I can just be myself.”
Yanis gently cupped Astarion’s cheeks and swallowed thickly. His cheeks and the tips of his ears went crimson. The half-elf felt his heart flutter, and he gently pressed his forehead against Astarion’s, a simple but loving gesture.
‘Gods, if only you knew how much I care about you. If only I weren’t so scared to tell you how much I love you.’ He thought inwardly.
The half-elf slowly pulled away from Astarion, his heart pounding in his chest. His palms were sweaty, and he couldn’t help but swallow nervously.
He had gotten too close, and now all the younger man could think about was that he had potentially ruined everything.
"Darling, if you want some time alone, you just have to ask!" Astarion grinned as he let Yanis lead them, though he knew the mood was more tense than that. His companion had been knitting his fingers together for hours, it was written on his face for all to see that something was very wrong.
He stood tense as the other man explained all, and even moreso as the memory played out in his own mind. Both the discomfort of the experience and the horrific events his friend had endured had his eyes squeezed tight shut, his hand on his head, trying to relieve the pain.
"Good gods Yanis, you went through all that as a child?" He asked once the tadpole released them, staggering as his body became his own again. "I- I have nothing to say that could ever alleviate the pain of your past, I'm just sorry you had to endure all that." The look of concern etched into his face matched the sincerity in his voice. He held his hand out, offering it to Yanis to hold for comfort. "I hope I don't- well, I mean the way that I look can be- shit. I'm a vampire, obviously, I don't want that to bring back memories for you."
"It doesn't matter to me who you are, or were, or whatever. It seems we both have past lives we're running from. Obviously, I can't stop them from coming. It seems they know where we are already, but don't believe for a second that anyone camped here would let them anywhere near you." Astarion spoke fiercely, almost hoping they were close enough to listen. " I won't let them lay a finger on you."
After a pause, he broke into a smirk with "So, are you happy with your current arrangements here, my prince, or shall I find you a red carpet?"
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liltaventures · 3 months
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Notifs Busted
Hey all! As the title suggests, my notifications are a little broken! If I owe you a reply, please let me know via DMs, comment on this post, or if we are mutuals and have each other's discords, you can reach out there too! I apologize for any inconvenience! Jo <3
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liltaventures · 3 months
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AAAAAAAAA MY BOYS ;w; Thank you again Katsu! <3
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