#sub raphael bg3

[fullmoonandstar]

Sending this BG3 idea to a bunch of different blogs to see what they do with it: Tav uses edging and/or orgasm denial on Raphael to get him to give up the hammer without giving him the crown. (Enjoy! I hope... 😅)

I think I have even read some stories like this xD

The main problem I see is that the only way Tav could succeed is by tying him up, and he would not agree to that. Not on a first time, at least...

Tell me how you like the story, anon :3

Everyone else can say something too, if they want

Devil's Den

Raphael x afab!Tav Fandom: Baldur's Gate 3 Rating: R Word count: 5.1 k Cw: (temporary) major character death, second-person perspective, light Dom/sub, Restraints, Sub Raphael, Orgasm Delay/Denial, Angst, Heartbreak, Cunnilingus, Woman on Top, Pegging, dom reader, Blow Job

“So, the devil’s den. Tell me, are you such a frequent customer that they gave you your own room, or do you take clients here?”

Raphael laughed.

“This place attracts all kinds of people, and deals come easier when everyone is in the right mindset.”

“Hm, sounds to me like you're avoiding the question.” You made sure to give him an obvious once over, ending on his eyes. Raphael held your stare, and a smile tugged at the corner of his mouth. It was almost as if at any second now, sparks would start flying between the two of you.

In the corner of your vision, Astarion wrinkled his nose and said: “That’s my cue, I’m leaving.”

He turned on his heels and disappeared through the door, not even looking back to see if anyone would follow.

“What are you doing?” hissed Wyll in your ear, but you just waved his question away. 

“Go ahead to camp, I'll catch up later,” assured him. Your companions followed Astarion, but not without glaring at the devil and giving you looks of bewilderment. When the door closed behind them, you were alone with Raphael. 

“You’re quite brazen, little mouse.” How ever much he liked to play coy, Raphael liked the attention, it showed in the way he held himself. He stood a bit straighter, chest puffed out; he reminded you of a peacock, all made up, trying to impress his potential mate. 

“Well, you always say you’re fond of me; and I” — place a hand on his chest- “wonder just how much.”

You looked up through your eyelashes and hoped that the devil’s flirting had some substance. For a heartbeat, Raphael was at a loss for words, and you wondered if anyone else ever tried this. They must have, man is nothing if not charismatic, a trait that got him plenty of souls, so there had to have been some advances in the past. 

“It’s not my usual way of dealing with clients,” he said in a low voice, subconsciously leaning in. His hand came to rest on top of yours.

“I’m special,” you said, leaning in closer. 

Heat radiated off his body, under your palms, the unholy fire of the hells was burning, inside his veins and even in his human guise could not suppress it entirely. 

“You really want to bed a devil?” His tone was a mix of astonishment and disbelief.

“What else am I to do in the devil’s den?” you breathed. “Not any devil, you.”

His hand cupped your cheek almost lovingly, and you leaned in, finally closing the distance. His lips warmed your whole body with their soft feel and their determined movement. You didn’t feel like pushing your luck and let him dictate the pace of the kiss. It was surprisingly slow, but then again, he was someone who played the long game. You ran your hand over his chest and around to his back, pressing your body into his.

The bed had clearly not been used recently, but the sheets were quite lavish. To your surprise, you didn’t land on your back, instead Raphael lay down and waited for you to follow. You crawled on top of him.

The whole camp piqued up when you enter the door to the rented rooms on the top floor of the Elfsong Tavern.

“You’re alive!” Jaheira shouted from across the room. Her voice was a mixture of relief and anger, like a mother who just found her child wandering back home from a night lost in the woods. Now everyone knew you were back, and they swarmed to the door. A winged figure turned the corner and crossed her arms.

“Oh, you didn’t?!” Hissed Mizora. “You fucked Raphael?! You clearly have no taste.”

“You’re just jealous, she didn’t do you,” Shadowheart said.

“Fuck off, Mizora,” you said and waved at her to go away. She wrinkled her nose, and in a flash, she was gone.

“What in the hells were you doing?” Gale asked. “You slept with a devil and not just any devil but Raphael? Have you gone mad?”

“Trust me, I know what I’m doing,” you said. “I need to go to the Red Boutique tomorrow.”

“What’s the Red Boutique?” Wyll and Gale at the same time, and Gale added, “This really isn’t the time to go shopping.”

“It’s a toy shop.” Shadowheart grinned. As a fellow Baldurean she, of course, knew of this particular, but that Wyll didn’t seem to have heard of it struck you as odd.

“What?”

Gale’s utter confusion was almost comical, but Astarion rolled his eyes.

“Toys to use in bed, dear. Definitely not for kids.” Addressing you, Astarion added: “So you plan to go back?”

You nodded. Gale’s face twisted in silent shock and disbelief.

“And there is something else I need.”

Gale had not recovered from the fact that you not only had slept with Raphael and planned to go back. You touched his hand to get his attention. 

“Gale, is there a way to bind a devil?”

You went back to the devil’s den a few days later, with your newly acquired toys from the red boutique — a selection of differently sized phalluses and a harness — and as expected, it was a great hit with the devil. If your first encounter had taught you anything, it was that Raphael liked to let others do the work, and you indulged him.

Shadowheart sat down next to you, and you knew she wanted something.

“What is it,” you asked.

“So, you have been visiting Sharress’ Caress quite a few times.”

This was where this was going. Astarion appeared seemingly out of thin air to listen in on this conversation. 

“What is it like to sleep with a devil?”

“Erm…”

You thought about how to put it.

“He’s a pillow princess who lets you do the work” you said finally. “but…”

You hesitated. Talking about your intimate moments was a bit embarrassing, even you didn’t feel it while doing them.

“But what?” Astarion asked with an annoyed edge in his voice.

“I like taking charge and, well, the ridges on his …”

You bit your lip, already regretting having revealed as much as you had.

“You fucked him in his true form too?” Astarion exclaimed.

You didn’t say anything.

“How long will you keep this up?” Gale asked after you got back from one of the encounters with Raphael. “We have to do something about the brain. We have to take the crown and end this.”

“I have to wait for the right moment.”

“The right moment?”

“Yes,” you said. “If I asked him to put on the thing too early, he may get suspicious and burn me to a crisp.”

Gale nodded slowly, but his face spoke volumes of his worry.

“It’s a very dangerous game you're playing.”

The sun was setting over Baldur’s Gate and you were on your way to Wyrm's Crossing. You and Raphael had never set a schedule, you had just shown up at the brothel, and sometimes he had been there, other times the devil's den had been empty.

You entered Sharress’ Caress through the main door and Mamzell greeted you.

“He is waiting for you.”

She handed you a bottle.

“What is this for?”

“Well, it’s for you.”

It was a wine you liked, but you didn’t know what to do with it. 

“Thanks.”

“Have a stimulating evening.” Mamzell cooed and you made your way upstairs.

From the moment you entered the door, you felt that something was different. You looked around but didn’t see Raphael, what you did see however were candles, but they had been placed around the room not for just light, no, it looked more intentional. They had been placed for aesthetic. The fresh flowers in the vases that were arranged on the around the room filled the air with a sweet and fresh aroma.

“I had a feeling you would come today.”

Raphael’s voice came from the back area where the bed was, and you walked over to see him doing something at a dresser. He gave you a brief look over his shoulder, flashing a smile. Everything about him took you by surprise. His smile was not the usual smirk of self-importance and superiority, but it was warm and struck something in you. He wasn’t wearing one of his usual outfits either, but a flowing, silky robe the colour of fresh blood that was held in place by a belt of the same material. Even on a normal day, he was handsome, but today you were too stunned to move or say anything.

He turned around and came closer. Even though you had seen him in various stages of undress, the way the robe hugged his body and exposed just the right amount of his chest, made your heart beat faster.

“Give that to me.”

He reached for the bottle, and you pulled yourself together enough to hand it to him. On the dresser, stood several glasses, and he poured you some wine while he took the small glass with a dark reddish brown colour liquid.

“What is that?” you asked, curious what he was drinking. “Can I try it?”

“It’s whisky. From home.”

“Oh, no.”

Baator whiskey was said to burn as hot as Avernus and as sweet as the touch of a lover, but mortals didn't take well to it. Raphael smiled again, and your stomach twisted with how filled with affection it was.

“Here.”

He drank everything in one go, set the glass down behind him, cupped your face in his hands and kissed you. You could taste the drink on his tongue, the diluted whiskey added a feeling to the kiss that you hadn’t experienced before. If you hadn’t known better, you would have guessed it was some sort of aphrodisiac. A fire filled your body, an arch that reminded you of the anticipation of being with someone. You melted into Raphael’s arms, and you lost yourself in the kiss.

You could not tell how long it took until the feeling faded, but when it did you pulled back just enough to take a deep breath. Your head rested on his chest and he planted a kiss on the top of your head. He had never done that before.

“Looks like you rather enjoyed that, little mouse”

He said, against your hair. “But don’t try to drink it.”

You ran your hands over the fine robe, exploring his back again and still ravelling in how good he felt pressed against you. Wouldn’t it be nice to wake up next to him? Your hands stopped. Oh gods, let's never think about that again, you thought. The day had come, it was time to execute your plan.

“I won’t. Promise,” you said and pulled out of his embrace. “But it was … stimulating.”

He laughed and your heart jumped. What is up with me today? Get it together.

“I’ve brought you something, maybe you want to try it out.”

“Oh?,” he smiled, intrigued. “What is it?”

You pulled out a pair of manacles, he lifted an eyebrow and took them from you. He inspected them, turning the dark metal in his hands, and a worry gnawed at you that he would see right through you.

“You want me chained up and helpless at your mercy?”

The dangerous edge in his voice made you stiffen, and you opened your mouth to say anything, but he didn’t let you. “That’s very much like you to enjoy something like that. Well, I do rather like when you take charge.”

He handed them back to you with an easy smile.

“I’ll indulge you, pet. How do you want to have me?”

“You have to work today,” you purred, covering up your moment of fear and ran your finger along his jaw. “Show that you deserve what I’m going to give you and if I’m pleased- ”you grabbed his chin and caressed his lower lip with your thumb, “-  I will reward you.”

He nodded, his pupils blown wide open like a cat about to roll in Nepeta cataria. This night would end badly, but until then, you would enjoy having Raphael wrapped around your finger.

“Should I lie down?”

“No.” you drew out the vowel and slapped away the hand that was reaching to undo his robe.

“Kiss me.” You said, and he obliged. His soft lips moved sensually against yours, and you let your hands roam his body. Your finger followed the hem of his robe down his chest, dragging your nails lightly over his muscles and teasing at the band that held the robe in place.

You pulled away from the kiss, and Raphael followed your movement, not ready to lose contact just yet. You gave him a peck on the lips and used your hand on his chest to hold him a bit further away.

“I like your kissing, but I wonder what else that tongue of yours is good for.”

He exhaled audibly. You stepped back and removed your all clothes except your underwear.

“Now, be creative, pet. If you make me come, you get to be on the bed.”

A smirk flickered over his face at the nickname that was replaced a moment later by an expression that you could only describe as unadulterated lust. He kissed you again, but this time with new-found intensity, desperate for something. His lips didn’t linger for long on yours, but moved along your jaw and down your neck, eliciting a shiver from you. His hands roamed your body and landed on your chest. He took your breasts into his hands and massaged them, teased the sensitive nipples to come to a point.

“I know what you want from me,” he whispered into your ear, and you froze. He stepped back with a mischievous glitter in his eyes. “But don’t tell anyone. I have a reputation to uphold.”

His hands were on you again, slowly dragging your panties down and you step out of them. The underwear went flying and a moment later you saw what the thing was, shouldn’t tell anyone about. He sank to his knees in front of you, looking up through his lashes, and peppered your exposed stomach with kisses.

His hand guided your right leg to rest on his shoulder before kissing further down. When his clever tongue made contact with your clit, you grabbed his hair. Raphael moaned into your skin and closed his eyes, fully concentrating on the task at hand. His tongue moved to your entrance, circling the sensitive skin but not dipping in. He covered your clit with his mouth, sucking and flicking his tongue against it.

“Oh gods,” you whispered. The pleasure was building inside you like steam in a kettle, and you were almost ready to blow. Your hand had a firm grip on his hair, ready to get him in line should he even think about pulling back. Your legs started shaking in anticipation, and the only things preventing you from falling were Raphael’s hands on your hips. He sucked your clit and your whole body stiffened as a wave of bliss rolled over you.

After you reached your climax, he slowed down, licking and sucking diligently until you loosened your grip on his hair. He moved his attention to your entrance, making you moan as his hot tongue made contact with your sensitive flesh. He lapped up the signs of your release, and a low groan rumbled in his chest.

You gave his hair a light tug and he pulled back. You swallowed hard at the sight of him, kneeling, face wet and looking up as if there were nothing else in the world but you. You took a shaky breath and removed your leg from his shoulder.

“And why exactly have we never done this before?” You wondered out loud, brushing a strand of hair out of his face.  Raphael leaned into your touch, and you combed your fingers through his soft hair.

“Let’s clean you up.”

You turned and walked on wobbly legs over to the wash basin. You picked up a wet cloth, returned to Raphael who still sat on the ground and cleaned his face.

“There you go. Now, lie on the bed for me. On your back and get comfortable.”

He followed your request, and you chained him to the metal hoop that perturbed from the wall. You stepped back to commit the image to memory. Raphael lay on top of the covers, he had disrobed, but the red silk was draped over him to cover his private parts and his chest. It looked a bit as if he were bleeding from a wound in his left shoulder, and the stream of red had run down his body. His arms were held up by the manacles, but they had enough slack to so he could rest them against the headboard of the bed.

You ran your hands up his spread legs and crawled onto the bed. Both of his forms had their charms, but you loved how soft his skin felt in his human guise, the little hairs tickled your palms so nicely. You planted open-mouthed kisses along the inside of his thighs and were pleased with the shiver that ran through his body. Pushing his knees-up revealed a nice surprise for you.

“Look who came prepared.”

That was the first time he didn’t smile that overconfident smile of his, instead his eyes were dark with lust and an uncertainty that you had never seen on his face.

“What would you have done if I hadn’t come?” you taunted and moved further up his body until your arms rested on either side of his handsome face, and you looked down on him. “Walk around making deals while you had a plug in your tight little ass?”

His eyes gleamed, and he finally said in a small voice: “Yes.”

“I do like preparedness.” you said. “I think you deserve a little treat.”

A brief kiss elicited a soft moan from him. From your backpack, you produced a harness and an array of dildos you had bought from the Red Boutique. In previous encounters, you had noticed a pattern of what Raphael’s favourites tended to be, and you held up the three most likely candidates for tonight.

“What is it going to be?”

When he glanced at the objects, his erection twitched under the folds of the robe.

“The glass one.” 

His voice was more casual, as if he was ordering food in a tavern, not choosing the instrument that would penetrate him soon. You put the other toys back in the backpack and slipped into the harness, adjusting then numerous straps to fit your hip and offer enough support for the hefty phallus. The solid glass toy had been the most expansive thing you had bought for your adventures with Raphael, and he enjoyed the cool, ridged surface of the handcrafted item. You guessed it reminded him of someone.

The glass dildo hung heavy between your legs as you walked over to the head of the bed and positioned your hips at eye level with Raphael. He stared at the toy, and with a raised eyebrow up at you.

“What do you want me to do?”

“Oh, your mouth did so wonderfully already. I think, it can do more.”

Neither the dildo nor the harness provided any friction, but the sight of him could ignite your arousal again.

His lips closed around the glass, his breath briefly condensing on the cool surface. You rocked your hips back and forth slowly, watching as the toy slipped a bit deeper into his mouth and back out again. Your fingers tangled in his hair and you pulled lightly. He moaned around the toy and closed his eyes as you gently fucked his mouth.

“Look at you, little devil,” you said. “You take my dick so well.”

The praise encouraged him to take more into his mouth, but he was too ambitious and gagged a moment later. You pulled out.

“You’re doing so good today,” you praised. “but don’t get too cocky.”

“Whatever do you mean, I’m a picture of modesty.” Your laughs echoed around the room.

You positioned yourself between his legs and without ceremony you pulled out the plug, leaving him nice and open for what was to come.

With a more lubricant, the glass dildo slid into him with little resistance. As much as you loved the stretch and friction of riding him, this position was empowering. You held his thighs pressed against you, for no other reason than that you liked how they felt in your arms, thick, powerful and hot. The pillow positioned under his hips made it easy for you to rock your faux cock into his heat.

His hair stuck to his forehead and a thin layer of sweat covered his body. In his true form you had never seen him sweat, but it always happened in his human form and you loved it. His mouth hung open, and his brows were furrowed, little gasps escaping him when you thrust into him just right. He flexed the muscles in his arms, helpless to change his position to get more friction.

A wave of affection washed over you, seeing him struggle so beautifully. You let his thighs go, and shifted your position until your lips captured his and your tongue pushed into his welcoming mouth. He moaned into your kiss, pressed his body up at you and arched his back. Your hips halted, the glass cock buried as deep inside as possible.

“Don’t stop!” Raphael whined. “Why did you stop?!”

“Who said you were allowed to come yet?”

His eyes went big, a look so very unlike him. You laughed and planted a kiss on his lips, then you pulled out.

“I want to have my fun too.” You said and loosened the straps of the harness.  Raphael’s eyes followed the movement of your hands, but his gaze wandered around your body. He was desperate for stimulation, but you let him wait. Washing the toy in the basin right then was not necessary, but the effect it had was precisely what you had hoped. Raphael whimpered and rattled his chains, but he wasn’t desperate enough to use his powers to break free.

You dried the toy and threw it back in your backpack. The hardest part was yet to come, and that surprised you. Raphael, though charming, was a devil, he did evil things to all kinds of people, so why was it hard for you now to go through with your plan?

“Are you done yet?”

He tried to sound commanding, but it came off as desperate.

“Why? Do you miss me?” you taunted. Raphael clenched his jaw and looked at the ceiling. You couldn't help yourself, it was so easy to tease him in his current position. In your backpack, you found a book that you had forgotten was there, and you opened it, reading a whole two pages before Raphael sighed.

“Yes, I miss you. Now come back.”

You raised an eyebrow. 

“Please.” he grumbled. 

“Well, if you ask so nicely.”

His head sank into the pillow again when he saw you walking to the bed. The wait had drained his erection, exactly as it should be.

When you straddled his hips, Raphael sucked in air sharply. He hadn't found his release yet, and it was starting to get to him. He buckled his hips, searching for some friction, desperate, so very much unlike the smug in control devil he was the rest of the time. You indulged him and sighed when he got hard again between your legs, dragging his length through your folds. Your core throbbed, and your insides twisted with want. For you too, it had been hard to endure teasing him, seeing him helpless, so at your mercy and hearing him moan and whimper at your touch.

You took him into your hand. With a few strokes, he was full hard, and you couldn't wait any longer; you sank down on him. He cursed. Even you didn't understand what he had said, in that tone it could hardly be anything else.

As much as you loved the overwhelming feeling of his ridged cock when he was in his true from, his human guise was a bit easier on your body. You rode him slowly, rolling your hips and taking note when he pressed into you just right and when Raphael moaned. His voice was really the thing that pushed you over the edge.

You dragged your nails over his chest and abdomen, feeling the muscles harden under your touch, and heard his desperate noises. You rocked your hips and the tide broke, sweeping you away again.

Raphael whined when you stopped abruptly. You had got way off course, but by some miracle you still had him where you needed him. He licked his lips and said breathlessly: “Don't you dare stop again, mortal.”

His breathing was heavy, and he strained against the chains. Raphael could break them. You were afraid he may yet do so if you teased him more, so instead you raised an eyebrow and said mockingly : “At your service, oh mighty Raphael.”

You said a slow pace, and he closed his eyes, concentrating. This was it.

You reached out and touched both manacles and said the last words of the incantation: “Potentiam exhauri et liga.”

The metal started to glow, but it felt like ice under your fingers. Raphael was engrossed in the feeling of you on top of him, that there was a noticeable delay between you uttering the words and his eyes snapping open.

“What did you say?”

He searched your face for context but didn't find any answers. His eyes fell on the chains and he grimaced.

You expected him to thrash, to throw you off, but for a few heartbeats he just lay there under you, still connected.

“Give me the hammer.”

“What hammer?” He asked coolly.

“The Orphic hammer.”

“If you want it, you'll have to give me the Crown of Karsus. That is the deal I offered.”

“No.” You grabbed his chin and his eyes widened. “You will tell me where the hammer is, how to get it, and you will get one thing. You get to leave.”

To make your point, you rocked your hips and as expected, he sucked in air sharply.

“If you think you can extort me with torture, you are wrong.”

You didn't believe a word he said. He was close to breaking, you could feel it, he just needed a push. You pushed yourself off him, letting him slip out of your warm embrace, and savoured the feeling of superiority when he clenched his jaw tight to stop any sound from escaping.

You brushed a lock of hair out of his face as he stared into your eyes, willing you to finally let him come undone.

“Give me the hammer, and I'll give you a hand.”

He took a shaky breath. His erection looked painfully hard, and your hand caressing his chest only worsened it. He closed his eyes, and you knew you had won.

You closed the door to the devil's den, after telling Gale's mirror image how to get the hammer from the House of Hope. Raphael was still tied to the bed, fuming, but very much not undone. You sat on the bed next to him with a warm wet cloth and cleaned his cock while he hissed.

“What are you doing?”

You tossed the cloth in the direction of the water basin and took him into your hand, stroking him back to full hardness.

“Even if this negotiation didn't go according to your plan, I intend to uphold my end of the deal.”

Before he could say anything, you closed your mouth around his tip and threw his head back. This would be the last time you heard that wonderful voice of his sing for you in ecstasy, the last time his body trembled under you as he released approached and the final time he arched his back off this bed, and you savoured it. Licking the under side of his cock, sucking and swirling your tongue around the tip. His hips buckled, and he poured himself into your mouth.

Raphael stayed silent while packed your scattered things and got dressed. You sat down on the bed afterward, and kept an eye on him. The chains robbed him of his powers, but he hadn't got this far in his life by just his charms. If he broke free now, he would kill you and then your companions in his house.

“Why didn't you just give me the crown?” He asked finally.

“Why?!” You shook your head. “Do you really need an explanation?”

“You have already caught me with me pants down, so humour me, cheater.”

“Fine.” You snapped. “If gave you the crown, what would happen? Maybe you would conquer the hells or maybe not. Mephisto didn't use it to overthrow Asmodeus despite having it for ages and hating the ruler of the hells. what does that tell you?”

You waved the hypothetical question away.

“Let's say you make it, let's say you actually make it all the way to the top of the food chain. What then, Raphael?” You didn't wait for him to answer, and continued: “do you really think you will lounge on a throne in Nessus for the rest of time? You? No, Raphael, that could never be you. You will take over everything you can until all the planes in existence are under your rule.”

“I would n-”

A knock on the door silenced him, and you walked over to see who was there. Lae'zel held a silver hammer in her bloody hands, a determined expression on her face.

“We have it.”

You gave her a weak smile.

“I'll tie up some loose ends and meet you at camp.”

She nodded grimly, holding the hammer tightly, and vanished into dawn. You closed the door and picked up your backpack, rummaging in it before finding what you were looking for and carefully pushed it in your back pocket.

“The heist was successful.” Raphael said bitterly, but his grimace changed into confusion when you straddled his chest. You ran your fingers over his warm smooth skin from his temple along his jaw to his chin. 

“For what it's worth, I'm sorry, Raphael.”

You planted a kiss on his soft lips and rammed the dagger into his heart. 

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[artsyanapink]

I want this man to read me bedtime stories, to talk to me for hours about anything, to whisper in my ear and to degrade me please 😩

[red-dead-sakharine]

Imagine...

Chaotic Tav driving Raphael mad is a common trope, but have you considered:

OCD order compulsion Tav?

They have everything, EVERYTHING, sorted. Their bag of holding is divided into smaller bags, all labelled and neatly stuffed away.

The scrolls are ordered alphabetically.

The potions sorted by effect and strength.

The clothes neatly folded and stacked.

The backpack and gear are orderly put together. The clothes and armor kept in order. Damage is repaired while at rest in camp.

Raphael absolutely LOVES it when he finds out. He's enamored with the tidiness. It makes him want Tav even more. He NEEDS to claim this soul. Forget making Tav another agent like Korilla. Tav will be the new archivist. He MUST have this soul. This neat, tidy soul of sorting. It must be his. It will turn the archives into a place worthy of housing the Crown of Karsus. His delightfully tidy Tav.

[thechaoticdruid]

Winnie (my Tav) and the weirdos have stolen the orphic hammer, freed Hope and are currently about to flee through the portal back to the Gate. Alas! Raphael arrives home in time to confront them. Winnie is able to convince the Orthon to fight by their side, but the theatrical devil is still fully confident he'll come out on top!

"It'll only take a moment for me to finish you."

"Funny, I've heard that's twice the amount of time it takes for Haarlep to finish you, ya little bottom bitch!" Winnie cackled with a mischievous little shit eating grin.

"How dare you!" The devil snarled.

"Not to ruin your witty little one liner my dear, but are you certain you're in any position to mock someone for being a bottom? I've had you whimpering beneath me since I first took you to bed." Astarion spoke up, eyeing Winnie with a smug mischievous smirk.

Winnie turned bright red. "Astarion! Not in front of the weasely devil man!"

Just something that's been in my head for a while.

~Druid

[rauzagel]

I want to rant a bit about how the sexual aspect of Act 3 Raphael is handled, so be warned, you know what this is about. Just me whining for a bit.

First of all, it was very clear to me that the game would give us some sexy Raph scenes the moment they let us engage with Mizora because it had been pretty equal up until that point. If the game lets you do the lady devil, they'll undoubtedly let us have some fun with the handsome male one, right? They even gave us some Squid boy action after all. So the moment I got that Mizora scene my main motivation in the game shifted to finish Raphaels quest line as soon as possible to get to that point.

Then we get to the House of Hope and it's just... some random shapeshifting fiend and he's just grinding on my gals stomach, riding air. So from an anatomical standpoint the animation itself only works for male player models to begin with and uh... it was just really awkward, not enjoyable at all and the actual Raphael is just reduced to a joke and then that's it.

To me, a Raphael simp, this was the equivalent of dating Astarion/Shadowheart for three Acts and just when you're about to finalize the romance with some sexy scenes, Dribbles the (shapeshifter) Clown swoops in and takes that romantic interests place instead.

What's the purpose of replacing the actual Raphael with a guy whos sole alure lies within the fact that he copies the voice and looks of Raphael? It's literally him but without any of the charme. It would've been fine if that's all it was, but why ruin the characters sexual appeal on top of it? There were so many other things in the house of hope that could've been used to make fun of him, why not at least leave us the fantasy? I don't accept the "Oh, he's a villain and all villains are secretly pathetic" angle because as others have already mentioned, that is not how Mizora is handled, who is Raphaels female equivalent for those who're attracted to women. I'm not the only one who feels this way considering how many fans interpret the available information so that we can still get something out of it. Which I mean works just fine, but in the end it's all speculation. It's also the only way he'll still keep his appeal for many, myself included.

With the way he conducted himself, controlling and dominant, I don't find it unreasonable to expect any romantic scenes involving him to play out a certain way, it's very much the implication of writing him this way and it's exactly those qualities that people would be drawn to for the first 2 and a half acts in the first place. Raphael had such an intimate and prominent role by directly interacting with the player throughout the game, especially if you sign the contract and was, with his flirting, pretty much perfectly set up for some romance content. Even the locations we meet him at, such as the brothel are teasing the player and pointing towards it. The writers are aware that it was anticipated by many too, you can literally tell Haarlep sleeping with Raphael is what you wanted all along, but then that line is just treated as a joke once again. Raph is the only alternative to the emperor, in the end it's literally him or squid and even the squid gets a scene for those who are into him. Raphaels appeal isn't just the visual, but his charme and personality, the entire package, so to say. A shapeshifter that copies his visuals is just that, a hollow copy with none of those qualities, none of the charme and in the end none of the appeal. I'm still pretty disappointed by it. As it stands I would have preferred no intimate scenes involving him or his clones and keep the fantasy over what we got.

Needed to scream this into the void.

[captain039]

Devil in training

Raphael x devil!reader

Warnings: age gap, swearing, devil things, tension, sexual, possessiveness, smut, teasing, jealousy, brat reader, 18+, self touching, self exploring, reader has just been made, but is an adult and knows stuff lolol, innocent reader

Your surroundings were hotter than usual, your body was hotter than usual. You opened your eyes staring at the deep red ceiling with intricate patterns adorning it. You tilted your head in confusion, where were you? Who were you? You sat up glancing down your body, what were you wearing? A beautiful dress.

“So you’ve awoken” you jolted at the sound of a voice something behind you shuffling. You frowned glancing behind you seeing two red bay like wings.

“They’re wings little mouse” the devil in front of you said, devil? How did you know things and not know who you were?

“Who are you? Where am I? Who am I?” The questions tumbled out and the devil rolled his eyes.

“So my father just gave you knowledge of everything else, but a name?” He scoffed, father?

“Oh delightful” you frowned seeing another devil behind him, one wearing a lot less making you gulp. He held a smirk looking extremely similar to the well dressed devil.

“A new play thing” the almost naked one said.

“No” the nicely dressed one said sternly.

“No fun” the almost naked one sauntered over and you backed up.

“Back off” you snapped wings flurrying in response.

“Oh, feisty I do so love the feisty ones” he chuckled before the devil behind him snapped his fingers and the other devil was gone. You stuttered seeing some smoke left in his place.

“Raphael” he said bowing slightly.

“Uh” you gulped trying to flicker through your mind for a name before you said it.

“Hm, come up with that just now?” He chuckled and you glared.

“I had no other choice!” You snapped as he repeated your new name.

“Good” he said and you felt a tingle go up your spine.

“Now, why are you here little mouse?” He asked, did he just ignore the fact that you now had a name?

“How am I supposed to know?!” You yelled and he raised an eyebrow.

“Loud aren’t you” he sighed.

“I have every right to be” you said huffing as you finally crawled off the bed wincing when you squished your tail? You frowned glancing behind you seeing a tail moving.

“That’s a tail dear” he commented.

“Yeah no shit dumbass!” You said.

“I don’t appreciate your tone little mouse” his tone lowered and you looked back to him, his eyes stern. You gulped slightly muttering an apology.

“Good, at least you’ll be easy to train” he said and your mouth hung open.

“Train? Excuse me I am not a pet” you put your hands on your hip and huffed and he chuckled darkly.

“Oh but you are, the sooner you accept that, the easier this will be” he said and you froze, what is this?

“What exactly is this?” You asked hesitantly and he smirked.

“Hell” he said.

The devil, Raphael had not been lying when he said this was hell, you were literally a slave, doing his dirty work, not like he had real slaves around the house to do all of it, no he wanted to make your life a personal hell. You didn’t even get a chance to find out about yourself who you were, you sometimes go glanced in the mirror, an odd face staring back at you, horns on your head, fangs in your mouth and black filled eyes with colour in the middle. Your wings and tail were difficult, you had trouble controlling them, you assumed it was like your other limbs that seemed to be working just fine, but no, you knocked things over very often and Raphael would sigh or roll his eyes making you clean whatever you knocked over up. You had your own room thankfully, a big bed, a fire place, not that hell really needed more fire. You often spent nights reading whatever books you stole from his library or journaling so you might make sense of who you were and how you knew everything, but yourself. You read about humans, elves, gnomes, teiflings, Dragonborn’s whatever races were in the mortal plain, it fascinated you, you wished to go there to explore learn about their ways and customs. Though if you even hinted it to Raphael he’d snap harder than a belt and send you to your room like a child. You were an adult, physically, you had the body of a woman, you’d stare at yourself sometimes, unsure of what it all meant. You’d touch yourself, run your hands down your hips, your arms and legs, over your chest, only over your chest it felt different, especially over your nipples. It was like a light tingly shock went through you and your lower stomach would clench. You’d explore lower running your finger through your folds and how that same tingly feeling ran up your spine and made you feel good. You focused on one point of your body, rubbing slowly at first with light pressure before building and building till your body shook and euphoria filled your body. You chased that feeling often, enjoying how it made your body shake and jolt, problem was, you only knew it felt good, didn’t know what it meant.

You sat idly in Raphael’s office fiddling with your wings, you found they were also sensitive, making your thighs clench together.

“As much as I enjoy watching you pleasuring yourself we have business” Raphael said and you looked to him as he stood.

“Pleasuring?” You asked and he gave you a questioning look.

“What’s that?” You added and he chuckled lightly.

“So you didn’t come fully aware of your body” he said and you frowned as he walked to you and stood in front of you.

“I can hear you at night, your little gasps and moans, exploring your body” his claw gently traced down your cheek and hooked under your chin, you felt your body shudder and the facial or clench of excitement in your stomach.

“Feels good doesn’t it?” He leant down face inches from yours as you forgot how to breathe. You simply nodded and he smirked, his fangs showing.

“Perhaps when you ‘sneak’ into my library you should look over some romance novels” his claw left your chin and he walked to the door leaving you breathless. Wait he knew about your library stealing?!

You quickly followed him to the soul pillar room as a rune began to glow on the ground.

“I promise I put the books back!” You said as he chuckled.

“Little mouse, I know all about your sneaking around, I know everything that happens in this house, I let you do it” he grinned as he began to mutter some infernal words. You groaned quietly and cursed yourself tail swishing relentlessly behind you.

“Come here” he ordered and you did.

“What’s going on?” You asked as he suddenly waved a spell on you. You froze looking down at your body, no tail, no wings, you felt your head, no horns.

“What did you do?!” You yelled and he winced glaring at you as he changed his form also.

“Making us human” he rolled his eyes as he dragged you into the circle. You almost screamed and closed your eyes tightly as magic pulsed around you and stopped.

“You can open your eyes” Raphael tsked and you let go of your breath and opened your eyes. You frowned at the rather bright interior of whatever house this was.

“Where are we?” You asked curiously as you looked around.

“The devils fee” he said and you raised an eyebrow laughing slightly.

“You’re always childish, Baldurs gate, Faerun” wait, did he say Baldurs gate? You were in the material plain?

“Where in the material plain?” You squealed and he growled making you stop instantly as someone opened the door.

“Raphael what a surprise” a halfling woman said and you stared at her in awe.

“And you brought company, why is she staring like that?” The woman frowned. Raphael clicked his fingers in front of your face and you jolted thinking he cast a spell, but he didn’t.

“Let’s just say she’s been alive for two months” Raphael rolled his eyes and the woman frowned again.

“Alright, come on down” she said walking out the door, you and Raphael following. Your mouth hung open the whole way down the stairs as you began to inspect every skull and trinket she had in her shop before you spotted outside. You stared in awe looking at the clear blue sky and yellow, extremely bright! Sun. You winced and looked away as you saw some people walking by, you stared and walked after them grinning from ear to ear. They walked off quickly, but you got distracted by the walls, the crates, the grass and puddles. You found yourself caught up in a crowd hearing chatter upon chatter, nothing like the house of hopes. You saw a little boy holding up some paper and walked over.

“2 gold ma’am, lasted stories!” He said and you frowned, you didn’t have any gold. You could just take it from him, that wasn’t among human custom though, you think. You smiled and left as you wandered the streets before an angry Raphael appeared in front of you.

“Did I say you could run off?” He said eyes angry.

“You can’t expect me to not run off” you said hands crossing over your chest as he gritted his teeth.

“If you don’t behave I will send you back home” he said and you tensed.

“Fine, but you-“ he raised an eyebrow and you shut up before following him quietly. You wandered the streets your grin coming back as you glanced in buildings the best you could and looked at all the people. You saw some overly large steel beings also, nothing with a soul, just huge things with swords following around armoured men and women, fascinating.

You crossed a bridge heading to another part of the city, you chuckled softly peering over the edge wondering if you could just fly off it only to be pulled back by an angry Raphael.

“Focus” he said and you pouted, but continued to follow him. You finally entered a building, sharess caress, you smiled as you saw people everywhere.

“Welcome back” the older woman smirked behind the counter.

“Oh and you’ve brought company” she winked at you and you smiled.

“Don’t get any ideas” Raphael growled in warning making you frown. The woman laughed and you tensed slightly, but Raphael did nothing.

“Of course, off you go” she shooed you away and you followed Raphael through the building and up the stairs. You frowned walking past doors hearing moans coming from inside.

“No” Raphael said as your hand reached for the door. You groaned and followed him to where he had stopped.

“The devils den?” You questioned seeing the sign.

“Get in” he said and you put your hands up and went inside. You stopped slightly seeing the lovely room. A big bath to your left, fancy rosewood furniture and a large bed at the end on a round platform with petals on the floor.

“Why’re we here?” You asked curiously as you looked through the room.

“We are going to make some deals” he said and you froze.

“Devil deals?” You said.

“Yes” he said apparently unbothered.

“I am not-“ you struggled, you were a devil, you were not a dealing devil.

“A dealing devil!” You said and he raised an eyebrow at you.

“Thats your job! Isn't it?” You gulped finding yourself slightly unstable without your wings or tail.

“This form feels funny” you said glancing behind you, seeing no tail or wings.

“You can’t wander around the city as a devil little mouse, a cat will get you” Raphael said. You frowned slightly hearing a cry next door, you glanced to Raphael who only smirked.

“Should we help them?” You asked gesturing to next door and the devil laughed.

“They don’t need any help my dear” he laughed sitting down on a plush red chair.

“Come” he patted his thigh and you raised an eyebrow in question. The devil gave you a hard stare and you walked over till you were standing in front of him.

“Sit” he gestured to his lap and you hesitated.

“I can grab another chair” you pointed to the wooden one by the desk.

“I said sit” he ordered and you gulped and climbed into his lap. You didn’t put any weight on him, you sat awkwardly on your knees as Raphael looked up at you, head resting on his hand.

“Little mouse how many times must I repeat myself” he said annoyed as his hand rested on your hip and forced you to sit on him. You froze in place arms huddled to your chest as your body ran hotter than normal.

“Good girl” he said and you stared at him wide eyed, your lower stomach clenching.

“Why am I sitting here?” You asked hesitantly as he smirked his hand still on your hip.

“I thought we were devil dealing” you mumbled unable to keep his stare.

“We are” he smirked.

“I’ve read about it, this isn’t how we deal, there’s contracts, manipulation, lying-“ he cut you off with a pointed look and you silenced yourself.

“This isn’t in the books” you mumbled.

“This is in books you haven’t read, little mouse” he said his hand slipping under your shirt. The contact made you gasp quietly, strange to have someone else touch you.

“What books?” You asked hesitantly and he chuckled devishly.

Next part ->

[livebeginning]

Had a dream and now I can't stop thinking about the lack of submissive Raphael out there. Everyone talks about Haarlep’s "he's a bottom" line but I've never seen anyone mention their "Archduchess Raphael" line, which to me heavily implies that Raphael likes to be submissive in bed.

[thecampjuicebox]

Imagine Raphael being tied up or chained as Tav teases his body, working him up and backing off before he reaches that peak of pleasure, over and over again; he is writhing, moaning, and growling until he can't take it anymore and breaks out of the restraints to ravish her as he pins her beneath him.

All I have to say is.. Gods, I wish that were me. But in all seriousness, this is an incredible idea and the thought of it has me SALIVATING.

Raphael got himself in that situation in the first place by being so mouthy. Just an absolute brat. Maybe whining about contracts and how much work he has to do. How annoyed he is by the servants in the HoH. How Tav is so needy and he's just sooooo busy.

And as soon as his guard is down.. He finds himself in quite the predicament. Poor Raphael. I almost want to imagine him not breaking out. Tav just teasing him and edging him for HOURS AND HOURS. And then leaving him there to think about his attitude 💖

[mediterraneanmenace]

Working on a spicy (aka explicit) sketch page that will be posted in full on my Twitter feat. some lovings between Raphael and Raksha enjoying their married life I guess 😳

[reverieblondie]

Baldur's Gate 3 Masterlist

NSFW 18+!

.̩₊̣.̩✧*̣̩˚̣̣⁺̣‧.₊̣̇.‧⁺̣˚̣̣*̣̩⋆ Rolan ⋆*̣̩˚̣̣⁺̣‧.₊̣̇.‧⁺̣˚̣̣*̣̩✧·.̩₊̣.̩

Series:

Dark Prince Rolan AU Read Here!

Seeking Advice - Asking out your crush can be difficult, Maybe you should ask advice from your friends?

Late Night Dip - Cal and Lia are worried about their brother, he's just so stressed and needs a break! Good thing you have an idea that could help...

Nobel Blood - High society has never been your thing, and now your having to go to the Raven Ball...Maybe you will see a familiar face trying to conduct himself in a new landscape...

Taste so sweet -After a passionate make out session you find you just can't stop thinking of Rolan, and how sweet he taste.

Sub!Rolan HCs

Arabellan Dry

Girl dad Rolan! HCs

Healing Kiss

.̩₊̣.̩✧*̣̩˚̣̣⁺̣‧.₊̣̇.‧⁺̣˚̣̣*̣̩⋆ Haarlep ⋆*̣̩˚̣̣⁺̣‧.₊̣̇.‧⁺̣˚̣̣*̣̩✧·.̩₊̣.̩

Domming Haarlep

Haarlep and Raphael reacting to Tav in Wavemother Robes

.̩₊̣.̩✧*̣̩˚̣̣⁺̣‧.₊̣̇.‧⁺̣˚̣̣*̣̩⋆ Raphael ⋆*̣̩˚̣̣⁺̣‧.₊̣̇.‧⁺̣˚̣̣*̣̩✧·.̩₊̣.̩

At Your Mercy

Mouse: Raphael x Haarlep in Fem!Tav form

.̩₊̣.̩✧*̣̩˚̣̣⁺̣‧.₊̣̇.‧⁺̣˚̣̣*̣̩⋆ Gale ⋆*̣̩˚̣̣⁺̣‧.₊̣̇.‧⁺̣˚̣̣*̣̩✧·.̩₊̣.̩

Portal Mishaps

.̩₊̣.̩✧*̣̩˚̣̣⁺̣‧.₊̣̇.‧⁺̣˚̣̣*̣̩⋆ Headcanons ⋆*̣̩˚̣̣⁺̣‧.₊̣̇.‧⁺̣˚̣̣*̣̩✧·.̩₊̣.̩

BG3 boys with shy s/o

Raphael & Zevlor with shy s/o

BG3 boys with Calm and Collected (Kuudere) s/o

BG3 Running into Tavs crazy EX

BG3 boys with touch starved s/o

Haarlep & Raphael with touch starved s/o

BG3 boys responding to "You two should date!"

BG3 boys with teifling s/o

Karlach and shadowheart with teifling s/o

BG3 boys with crybaby s/o

Finding the Tiefling Bachelors Smut

.̩₊̣.̩✧*̣̩˚̣̣⁺̣‧.₊̣̇.‧⁺̣˚̣̣*̣̩⋆ Cal x Lae'zel ⋆*̣̩˚̣̣⁺̣‧.₊̣̇.‧⁺̣˚̣̣*̣̩✧·.̩₊̣.̩

The Beginning: Meeting in the Grove

.̩₊̣.̩✧*̣̩˚̣̣⁺̣‧.₊̣̇.‧⁺̣˚̣̣*̣̩⋆ Short Thoughts ⋆*̣̩˚̣̣⁺̣‧.₊̣̇.‧⁺̣˚̣̣*̣̩✧·.̩₊̣.̩

bachelors and drunken hookups?

Rolan and Zev with sick reader

Raphael who's warlock is Tavs Ex

sub!Rolan allowing Tav to bend them over

Final Kiss

[bitethedevil]

Send me Raphael writing prompts if you want <3

I have a bit more time these days to do prompts if anyone wants to send me any.

You should know:

It can be Raphael paired with Tav, Durge, or reader. If you have any Haarlep prompts I'd be willing to try that out as well.

I accept NSFW stuff. There's not really any rules when it comes to that. Smut, gore, blood, you name it. Doesn't bother me.

Know that I might be slow as shit when it comes to answering them. I appreciate all prompts, but some I simply don't know how to do or I might not feel too inspired at that moment to do them (I would rather not then and wait until something interesting pops up in my mind to do with them).

Might write it as shortfic, I might also answer it as a question or a drabble. Really depends on the prompt and what I think would be most interesting to read.

I don't really do:

Soft!Raphael. He's a complicated guy and I'm not saying he's incapable of feeling, but I just can't write him as a cuddly guy.

M/M pairings. For no other reason than I literally don't know how to write it (at least smut-wise). I'd be willing to try but it would be pretty new to me.

Sub!Raph. Just...eh...Again, I like reading it, but it's hard for me to write it.

I really like (but it doesn't need to be):

Silly stuff. I truly don't mind if it's really silly or weird. Those are always fun to write.

Really dark ideas. That's fun too.

I haven't written a lot of it but different AU's or settings that aren't just the BG3 setting we know.

So yeah <3 And as always feel free to send me other stuff too. Questions, headcanons you have, whatever. Go nuts.

[red-dead-sakharine]

Baldur's Gate 3 masterlist

◀️ Back to the Master-masterlist

▶️ Varvain Masterlist

- Raphael -

▶️ Fanfiction- & imagine masterlist ▶️ Screenshot & lore masterlist ▶️ Reblog- & discussions masterlist ▶️ Patch 5 stuff masterlist

🔞 NSFW sub-blog

Raphael head mod and hair color sliders Outfit mod highlight (reblog) Mod list

🔊 Sound bite: Good night, little mouse 🔊 Sound bite: Raphael inviting you to dinner 🔊 Sound bite: Andrew about Raphael checking Tav out 📽️ A. Wincott Interview by Bflattned 📽️ Karlach-exclusive Raphael dialogue 1 📽️ Learning magic from the devil

Poll: Preferred "Raphael x ?" pairing

🔽 gif sets 🔽 Haarlep 🔽 other bg3 stuff (below the divider)

gif sets

I cannot die. Not here! For those who have walked through the fires of hell Out for vengeance Raphael, broken and bloodied Unhinged Durge Raphael (patch 5 epilogue) Death stares Raphael, after you gave him a peck on the cheek Raphael in bed, after you signed his contract Something wicket this way comes Raphael x Haarlep sfw gifs Beaten Raphael needs your help Nom nom nom Bring your devil to the circus Devil smoochies (Raphael x Haarlep) Sell your soul for a song (Raphael/Alfira) Raphael when presented with the crown Hubris: The Fallen Prince The evil steeple Touch the devil Raphael's hair blowing in the wind Raphael, thinking about you Cambion hugs (feat. @/mslanna) Raphael hugs (human Raphael) Hand gestures Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 Little mouse (/w voice clip) Pain Bard Raphael composing a ballad (w/ Gortash) Smiling devil Taking a bath Raphael's ascension Underdog Raphael peeking A toast to the future archdevil supreme! Cuddles with the devil Slaughter the mouse Tie up the devil Sunrise Throat grab kiss Claim the devil The lick Moon remind me of your grace (Raphael/Alfira) Dance with the devil - Part 1 Dance with the devil - Part 2 Dance with the devil - Part 3 (The Kiss) Dance rolls (with poll) Bail out the devil He likes the sound of his own voice Trust me more Bridging the Styx Patch 6 Devil smoochies - Part 1 Patch 6 Devil smoochies - Part 2 Come, cheers (or turnip) I need to dance! Little mouse

Positive affirmations

@/cherriesandsulfur gif highlight

- Haarlep -

Haarlep 00 (infernal harness translation) Haarlep 01 (patch 4 tail animations!) Haarlep 02 (Lounging - the head mod is here!) Haarlep 03 (Haarlep in the sun...) Haarlep 04 (Looking at you seductively) Haarlep 05 (Looking at you seductively, animated!) Haarlep 06 (The Haarlep-slide) Haarlep 07 (The Haarlep-turn) Haarlep 08 (The Haarlep lick)

- Various other bg3 posts -

Marcus' wings Tav: Zachariah

Art highlight

Varvain & Raphael semi-sfw commission by @/bonesartblog Varvain & Raphael writing a song commission by @/bonesartblog He only sleeps with himself by @/bonesartblog Raphael portrait by @/morkorney Raphael's deal by @/calqmity Tickles cover by @/octarinecat

A list of Raphael bloggers of all kinds

Asks

Lazy search link "Your DD2 pawn looks like Raphael"

New avatar poll (closed. Results: Varvain)

[sorcerous-caress]

Drabbles 1

♡ Reader concepts

[part one here] [part two]

Crybaby Reader | bimbo Reader | Innocent Reader

With the dom mommies

Wet cat

Skimpy outfits

Leadership

Breedable whore

Innocent gullible

Corruption of innocence

Karlach solos

Halsin with innocent reader | ♡

Faking being innocent

Mini skirt

Slut-shaming

Brat Reader

Dom mommies brat taming

Bratty vs obedient

Top dom Reader

Soft Minthara being called a princess

Soft sub Minthara

Sub Cazador

Sub wereshart

Bottom Dame Aylin

Bottom Minthara anon 1

Bottom Minthara anon 2

Pegging Cazador

Voss humiliation

Bernard wireplay

Sub Isobel

Bottom wereshart humiliation

Size queens

Sub top Karlach

Fake dom to bottom sub Raphael

Feminization and bg3 men

Demon Reader bottom Wyll

Mommy Reader

Dotting and friendly

Sub Male Githzerai Reader | Anon's OC [ co-writed by Githzerai anon]

Laezel midnight visit

Made for breeding

Chapter one

Chapter two

Pictures 1

Chapter three

Background info 1

Background info 2

Training the 8str losers

Malewife

Chapter four

Human Reader | Human kink

I don't have an elf kink

Elf evolution

Old elves

Meme 1

Meme 2

Meme 3

Drow culture 1

Minthara degrading you

Flavour dnd hc

Horny humans

Minthara underdark

Sharess's caress

Drow take over

Attempting to fuck the one human in the party

Human insults

Dragonborn

Fake dating elf

Drow vs high elves

Tieflings

Dragonborn bully

Lifespan

Tiefling women

Meme 4

Elves are too coddled

Toxic relationships

Drow men

Tiefling relationship

Cuddling tieflings tails

Women and male drows

Popstar human

Disgusted by humans

Emotions

Lost in the dark

Somno

Dragons

Young adult novels

Insults

Human warlock

High elve's vanilla sex

Human and elf wizards

Human pet

Gith and ovulation

Drow male in the dark

Drow male bullying you

Tickle kink humans

Cloaked human leader with unaware companions

Daddy mommy kink

Elf, death, rebirth and humanity.

Elf Reader

Shadowheart angst

Most fuckable elf in camp

Self aware Reader

Timeloop

[animentality]

Just for fun, all act 3 bugs I've encountered in BG3:

- resting at camp and teleporting freezes me in place. I have to spam teleport to other locations multiple times to fix it.

- Gale randomly accused me of taking Raphael's deal before Raphael even talked to me. That bitch.

- I fucked Mizora but the scene where your lover (Astarion in my case) chastises you keeps bugging out and won't activate fully.

- while having sex with Mizora, her eyes were rolling back into her head and going cross eyed. Very sexy, Mizora.

- the ghosts of Lady Jannath's house refuse to attack for like forty seconds in EACH AND EVERY ONE OF THEIR TURNS. That fight took me 2 hours because they were just standing there counting dust particles as I kept alt tabbing and watching porn.

- speaking of which, the quest won't mark itself as complete even though I literally talked to Oskar in the atelier. That bitch didn't even give me a reward for suffering through 2 hours of his bullshit quest.

- the guildhall entrance doesn't light up when I hover over it and thus I cannot get in and I can't complete the stone lord quest even though I killed him.

- I did everything to finish the Franc murder victim sub quest, but it still shows on my map as incomplete, even though I dragged his corpse out of his house and took it with me.

And that's all so far but I might add on later if I find more.

[chaosteddybear]

Sasli

Information gathered and finalized

Playlist

Age: 35

Height: 5'2"

Pronouns: she

Sexuality: pan

Relationship style: anarchist, plays it by ear per person

(picrew)

Species: tiefling

Relationships:

BG3: Raphael (ssh)

Star signs: aries sun, pisces moon, sagittarius rising

Alignment: Chaotic Good. Freedom baybeeee. She will fight to defend it for herself or others she cares about (which is most people). Even to her own detriment, esp for someone her heart beats for, even if she's their target in the process.

Soul Coin: Vibrant light blue, kind of like a powder blue, shimmery, covered in charcoal. You'll feel static when you touch it.

Short Backstory:

She was raised by her tiefling dad among wood elves. Not a very safe place for someone with strong emotions. She feels much safer and at home leaning into her milder qualities - cuteness, for example.

Having not learned how to accept her more devilish parts, she has historically focused on trying hard not to let them shine so as not to stand out in a negative way - a feeling she still embodies as she gravitates towards people who have those characteristics so she can feel more comfortable herself.

Her mother was a cambion - a daughter of Glasya - uninterested in her and unimpressed by her life. Her tiefling (Levistus) father raised her but recently died, so she has no more ties to home and doesn't plan to return.

Goals: Now, she is on a path to learn about fiends. She knows all the information she gets from those she asks is biased but she prefers it that way anyway, so as to also get to know people themselves, hoping to make friends. Much more fun getting to know people while learning than studying books.

Fear: She is most afraid of hurting others. She sees herself as greedy and selfish and tries not to be impulsive, and treats others like they're made of glass. So when she gets comfortable and starts not doing that, she will reflect and regret if there's any sign she made a misstep

Food: Sasli loooooooooves frivolous food, hates eating for any reason other than enjoyment. Favorite dish is a plate full of whipped cream.

Misc Q&A answers, collected:

- Loves being referred to using embarrassing or humiliating yet affectionate pet names but won't tell you this.

- Sasli loves making connections with those that make her gut flutter. People that help her feel comfortable being who she is. She has many different types of relationships with different people she finds love within herself for in different ways.

- She is a serial hustler. Odd jobs. She moves around a lot so like in our world she'd probably be a doordasher, handyman, and probably one or two other things rolling in and out depending what's paying.

- Sasli thinks the blood war is silly, can't demons and devils just get along? Ugh!

- She actually loves having her boundaries tested especially if it's deliberate by the other person in an attempt to learn how to interact with her, which she would feel honored by. She would feel so safe and happy if she tries to set one and the other person actually accepts it. Swoon, Sasli!

- Conversely, Sasli is hyper afraid of crossing others' boundaries. Being so open, she has a history of misjudging what is ok versus not.

Unfortunately her fear of crossing others' boundaries sometimes makes her seem cold towards people she ought to get along very well with, in fear of hurting them. She is particularly comfortable and attracted to those who handle their boundaries very well and keep her in check because it helps her know she isn't a bull in a giftshop like she was in that forest.

She is a huge sub but will service top when asked, like a good sub hehe. But she's so insecure about doing it when not warranted that even if it seems obvious that it's wanted, she won't engage unless specifically asked (or she knows them well enough which would take a while).

- Her dice would be simple, brown, wooden. At one point she painted them with deep red paint, tracing the lines of the creases and the numbers delicately. With her tongue sticking out for focus of course. But that's faded now.

- There is a string of frustrated people who thought she was sending them mixed signals because she flirted with them then stopped when she felt it wasn't reciprocated and she ought to stop, so she did, and they thought she was a tease.

- Sasli is insecure about her existence. She always feels like she's intruding. She notices every little slight, imagines some, and convinces herself everybody just wants her gone. Mix and Turgi know this well and go out of their way to share how happy they are she's with them often.

- With respect to lying, Sasli would be most likely to lie about her past or any negative emotions, in an attempt to protect the other person. Usually she just tries to be vague and brush over it but sometimes little lies feel needed. She hates being pitied because it makes her untrusting of people's kindness.

If you want to intimately learn about her, she'd need to feel like you wouldn't be led to be falsely nice to her anyway, wouldn't be negatively affected yourself by sad stories yourself, or at least wouldn't let it affect how you treat her (comforting in the moment would be fine but even that would make her feel a little guilty). She'd need to know that you actually want to know and care.

- She has a collection of rocks. Some of them might be valuable but she has no idea which, she just likes to look at and touch them.

Some rocks have stories where she remembers where she got them or who gave them to her, and she loves thinking about them and remembering where they came from.

Turgi will often sit with her and help her set her intentions and pick rocks to match them, which she will then carry in her pocket and use as inspiration to live intentionally. Maybe someday she will get them put in jewelry...

She doesn't really own much else of note. While she enjoys nice or interesting fabrics that feel good against her skin, she is happy to say hello and goodbye to things and enjoy them while they're there.

-To drink, she likes rum most - spiced rum, ideally. And in a mixed drink she would love it spicy but not diluted. Without alcohol, she likes cold teas, unsweetened.

- Love Languages: loves to receive info dumping but only after she cares about you or if it's about something she's interested in, and it'll take her even longer to do it to you but if she does she finds it very intimate. Sasli is also a huge fan of Deep Pressure (crush her soul back into her body) and Penguin Pebbling (expand her rock collection) and she would love to do the same back :3

She also will require words of affirmation if she's going to be comfortable around you, and gives them liberally, but they're more of a necessity than a love language because they don't affect her love but rather her comfort.

Sasli lives for physical touch. She gets such a rush from touch with a stranger, especially if it's held and they don't back away from her. Just the small intimacy gives her warmth.

- If she raided my closet she would grab my finest lingerie. But she would keep those for only her favorite partners prob, the ones who really deserve it! She'd prioritize my flowy dresses with very low cut necklines 😌 the ones I'd never wear to work of course. And she'd twirl in them, a lot.

- Sasli thinks jealousy is a necessary evil, it's not great but it's definitely natural and acceptable. She finds it endearing when someone trusts her enough to show their jealousy, and she would love to comfort them if they matter to her and try to help them through it. She has a high tolerance for jealousy in others and will accept it being handled badly but she'd prefer to help.

She definitely loves turning jealousy into a kink.

As far as her own jealousy, when she feels it she notices right away and acknowledges it as a sign of something not being right. She will think and reflect on what's out of place so she can either address it or choose not to address it (in cases where she can't address it she will try to seek Turgi for some help accepting it or changing her situation).

If she's feeling a void...she will fill it.

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Kastany's Raphael Prompt List

Hello! So, I have a ton of smutty ideas for Raphael, originally for my Pretty Little Pet fic, but I've come to realize that I don't have the time and energy to write all of them or fit them into my story.

So I'm releasing my ideas into the wild, hoping someone else will pick them up! If you use any of these, credit isn't necessary but appreciated, and of course I'd love to read your stories :) I'm Kastany on AO3, if you publish anywhere else tag or mention my tumblr main @deadending

Most of these prompts are made with sub!Raphael and my male OC Mio in mind, but obviously you can substitute your own OC, Tav, reader or maybe even another character, like Haarlep. Speaking of Haarlep, some prompts will mention them specifically.

Pretty much all of these are NSFW/18+ and most of them involve some form of BDSM. They're intended to be consensual but can be made dub-/non-con if that's your thing. I also added some uses for spells and potions found in BG3.

I'll probably add more in the future, so check back sometime!

Raphael getting spanked - He might be indignant at first but is a moaning mess by the end of it

Impact play - Raphael definitely has a collection of whips, canes and other implements for causing pain. Give him a taste of his own medicine and punish him. Remember that BG3 has healing potions, so Tav doesn't have to hold back!

Degradation - Call him a slut, whore, a tease, not even worthy of Tav's attention. Maybe use the fact that he's a mere cambion (not even a real devil!) to really humiliate him

Temperature play - Raphael is used to the heat of Avernus, which makes him more sensitive to cold. Use ice cubes or spells to make him shiver

Sensory deprivation (with Haarlep?) - With or without the help of spells (e.g. blindness, silence, hold monster), make him extra sensitive to any touch Tav deigns to give him. Especially fun in combination with Haarlep, where Raphael doesn't even get touched directly, only experiencing the ghost sensation of Haarlep's pleasure

Dress up - Raphael definitely has a giant closet and when Tav discovers this, they want to play dress up with him. At some point they discover Raphael's collection of lingerie, corsets, maybe even high heels and of course want to see him in those too

Waxing - Raphael has lovely chest hair hidden behind that fancy doublet, now remove it in the most painful way using wax (or other methods!)

Dumbification - It's hard being the smartest person in the room all the time. Give Raphael some relief by removing some of those brain cells (maybe with the help of some spells like Confusion or Hypnotic Pattern?) and letting him focus on what's really important - being Tav's dumb little sex toy

Deep throat training - Using a dildo or strap-on Tav helps Raphael get rid of that gag reflex. As a reward he gets to enjoy the full length of Tav's cock

Genital change - Maybe Tav has a preference, Raphael just wants a change, or he's always been like this. Either way, Raphael has a pussy now. Haarlep could join for some double penetration fun. Or perhaps Tav already has two cocks to fill up Raphael?

Loss of Power - Tav has nice gift for Raphael, a necklace/collar/ring. Unfortunately for Raphael, he didn't realize that it would bind his powers before putting it on, so now he's powerless and only Tav can remove the item. Which they will only do once they had their fun!

Tying his wings together - Using ropes, spells, or maybe chains. They've got spikes a the bottom, if you were to put cuffs on each on them and chain them together he couldn't open them anymore

Suspension - Let him dangle from the ceiling and writhe in his binds. Maybe display those pretty wings of his and turn him into a piece of art

Hidden statue - With the help of some spells Raphael replaces one of the many statues in his own house, on display for all the debtors. Maybe they know it's him, maybe they don't

Candelabra - Attach candles to his horns or have him hold them up while Tav reads a book. Maybe suspend him from the ceiling as a chandelier!

Public humiliation - Raphael has an important meeting and he arrives there at the end of Tav's leash wearing (almost?) nothing. The other party may or may not want a taste of Raphael's new found willingness to pleasure them. If you want to preserve Raphael's dignity, simply erase the other party's memory after everything's done

Haarlep's reward - Tav has Raphael pleasure Haarlep for once. They deserve it after putting up with Raphael for so long. Maybe they want a full body massage, a blowjob, every inch of their body worshiped, fucked by Raphael for once or all of the above. You decide if Haarlep has Raphael's form during this or they don't want to share the sensation with him

Tail bondage - Make Raphael use his own tail to tie up his hands and arms

Cut his wings - Imagine those wing membranes are very sensitive - now take a knife a carve them up in pretty patterns. Don't worry, afterwards you can heal them with potions, no lasting harm done!

Spells & Potions

Mage Hand - Having an extra hand is always useful. Maybe make it invisible for that extra surprise effect?

Shocking Grasp - For pain/electrocution play

Sleep - For somnophilia. Raphael can wake up when Tav fucks him or we can pretend Sleep has a stronger effect and Raphael stays asleep

Blindness - As alternative to using a blindfold, so Tav can still see those pretty eyes!

Enlargen - Especially fun if Tav is usually smaller than Raphael. Now they can toss him around for a change

Invisibility - Not knowing where Tav is gonna touch him next can be exciting. Maybe combine with a mirror so Raphael can fully see himself come undone? (We're gonna pretend Tav can keep the spell up while they fuck)

Silence - More effective than any earplugs

Hold Monster - Keeps Raphael from moving around so Tav can do whatever they want to him

Planar Binding - Full control over Raphael!

Telekinesis - Throw him around a bit

Potion of Cloud Giant Strength - Usually weak Tav surprises Raphael by suddenly being able to manhandle him