Miraak really likes thunderstorms, partly because he favors lightning destruction magic and it always seems to be its strongest when a storm blows through, but he also likes the poor weather because it's oddly soothing to him. Don't get me wrong, he doesn't like the inconveniences that the weather leaves in its wake (fallen trees, unsafe trails, frightened animals etc) but as far as being in the storm? Loves it.
He CANNOT stand slimy textures. Even before he was surrounded by Mora's strange tentacle like forms, he hated the way slimy things felt. If it's something he's supposed to eat, he'll gag. So like, don't take offense when he retched after you give him undercooked slaughterfish or mudcrab claw meat.
Once back on Tamriel, he loves to bathe! He understands that adventuring around the continent doesn't always allow for his nightly baths but that won't stop him from complaining or making sure to tie his hair extra tight in his braids.
Thanks to your "mask-less" privilege he bestowed upon you, you get to see just how comically animated he is. Even though before said privilege, he used his hands when he spoke a whole lot- without the mask you got to see his facial expression were equally as funny. When he gets mad, his eyes twitch. When he's sad, he'll have a slightly dramatic frown and slanted eyebrows. When he's happy, oh it's the best, a huge, sweet smile stretched far enough to crinkle his nose and the corners of his pretty glowing eyes.
Absolutely hates the "tale of the tongues". He thinks it's such horseshit. Once upon a time when he drank a little too much, he expressed his displeasure to a very scared, scrawny, unfortunate bard.
Really stoic when gets injured. Once took an arrow to the shoulder and painfully shrugged, only grunting as he proceeded to pull it out and set it ablaze spitefully.
If you tell him he can't do something, he's the kind to prove to you that he can and will. So long as it's not something that would cause a rift in your relationship at least..
Likes to make little sketches of you and his dragon companions and keep them nearby, like in his robes.
Enjoys rigorous exercise to the pint of taking a liking to hiking up the rocky terrain of Skyrim.
Cracks his joints a lot. Like to the point of being annoying. He can't help it, you would too if your bones were several thousands of years old.
Be it because if his dragon soul or just his over use of the fire breath shout, he likes his food and drinks crazy hot.
When he used the dragon aspect ability, he often waits to see the ldb's reaction. Even if it's the hundredth time they seen it, if they have a little wonderstruck twinkle in their eyes, it makes him very happy.
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Skyrim Preferences and Smut
FanfictionYet another one of my favourite books that got unfairly erased (I was Jaded_Dischord)