#♡Mizora

[sorcerous-caress]

How would they drink your blood

[ bg3, several characters, au where they are a vampire ]

Karlach

Apologetically. Wirsts.

She'd feel so guilty, mumbling an apology after another with each mouthful of blood. Never takes more than she needs, sometimes even less than she needs.

She fusses over you the morning after, giving you sweets and food. Keeping an eye on you and making sure she'll be your shoulder to lean on.

Shadowheart

Carefully. Neck.

It's very intimate with her since she realises the amount of trust you've given her to even allow this. It's something she will treasure and protect.

Gets more attached to you because of it, more protective. Healing spells, warding buffs after each feeding.

Wyll

Guiltily. Wrists.

With immense guilt, he is disgusted with himself each time he has to do it. It eats up at him each time her takes your hand in his own, sinking his fangs into the tender flesh of your wirst.

It pains him more than it pains you. He brushed too close to death too many times for you liking. You have to be the one to pry him from its cluthes and offer your blood each time.

Laezel

Efficiently. Neck.

It ends quickly. She doesn't waste any time for your comfort or hers. Forcing gulp after gulp even to rid you of her fangs as fast as possible. She hates being a parasite.

Has the courtesy to bandage your wound afterwards, orders you to eat something as she watches and only after allows you to go to sleep.

Minthara

Dominantly. Neck, thighs.

Like it was her birthright, like she owned the blood flowing through your veins alongside your body. But she takes great care of her belongings, so it never hurts more than it has to.

But make no mistake, it's still hers to take. No one else gets the right to your blood after she has tasted you. Obey, and you'll be taken care of, fed, loved, and protected.

Mizora

Selfishly. Neck, wirsts, thighs.

She toys with you, switching from place to place each minute as she wastes your blood. Fangs dripping red as she smiles at you.

Tells you to be a good pup and let her savour her meal, afterall you should feel honoured she chose you when a powerful devil like herself has so many other options.

Cazador

Sadisticly. Neck.

Makes it hurt on purpose. You can not move, you can not disobey, you can not think for yourself, he will do all of the thinking.

Scream for him, tell him how much it hurts. Better yet, how about a reenactment of the first time he took your blood? You know when he drank you to the edge of death.

#♡minthara #minthara x reader #♡karlach #karlach x reader #♡shart #shadowheart x reader #♡laezel #laezel x reader #♡Wyll #wyll x reader #♡Mizora #Mizora x reader #♡Cazador #cazador x reader #bg3 #bg3 x reader #vampire au #suggestive #♡Suggestive

[asweetlovesong]

Thought it be nice to share some wips of my Tav Lilliana x Wyll ✨

Plan to do some lovey dovey poses with them 💕

And here are the cursed doodles!

Because the second sketch made of think of a bg3 version of that one scene in star wars so my brain thought "I HAVE THE HIGH GROUND NOW WYLL!" and "YOU WERE SUPPOSE TO DESTROY THE ABSOLUTE NOT JOIN THEM!" And that's how the first two doodles got made.

The third is just me and someone about to throw a piano and hammer at Mizora :p

Also here is the silly love heart locket gif but it's Wyll!

Have a lovely day! ~♡

#wyll #wyll ravengard #bg3 wyll #wyll x tav #doodle #digital sketch #sony sketch #bg3 fanart #bg3 #mizora

[astarionposting]

OC MOD LIST:

Frey Baratheon ♡ Half-elf • Draconic Sorcerer

COSMETIC

Head ('Falorin') personal edit (i will not share this as i am not the original creator of this mod, it is not mine to share around. I edited for personal use ONLY) Skin (base game - 'pallid tone 1') Eyes (L 83% blind elf summer red, R brown) Scar (replacer - 'Isengrim') Body Art('tattoo 20') Makeup('makeup 9') Hair 1 ('lae'zel braids' - in 'chins') Hair 2 (vanilla hair - 'windswept' - in 'hairstyle') Hair 3 (in 'facial hair' - bangs with bun, it is a toarie hair) Hair 4 (in 'horns' - short vanilla sideswept hair) Hair 5 (in 'tail' - shaved sides with braid in the back) Hair Colour ('ASTRL_DBL_Himalyan_Salt' and then 'Taupe' for the highlights as 100%) Body Texture (from Kartoffels - they gave me this file link to the textures, but idk where they originally posted it, so i'm also linking to the page where they linked it to me)

ARMOUR

Head 'Landstrider's Antlers' Cloak 'Cloak of Steel Sentential' Armour 'Embroidered Sorcerer's Tunic' All dyed with TC DYES in 'Cartouche V2/V3'

Image Credits: x | x

OLDER FREY

COSMETIC

Glowing Eyes - 'Demonic Red 2' (actual eye colour from HERE)

Hair 1 - 'Mizora alt crown Gold + Red'

Vanilla & NPC hair mixer (the short sideswept hair and the long stereotypical elf hair lol)

ARMOUR

Long robe thingy

Dyed with TC DYES in 'Bellator V3'

#bg3 #bg3 mods #MY BLOG STUFF #oc: Frey Baratheon / Se Timpa Zaldrīzes

[pebblethestone]

Baldur's gate 3 Master List

Requests Open

Main Master List

Astarion;

Far Too Close ◇○

Snakes and stone ☆●

My Ture Light ♡

Shadowheart;

The Night Orchid ♡

A Warm Night ♡

Lae'zel;

A Ture Warrior ♡

Gale;

Zevlor;

The Paladin And Druid ◇○

Ice and fire ♡

Halsin;

Flowers In The Wind ●☆

The Wrong Deal ●☆

Miathara;

Rays Of Moonlight ♡

Karlach;

wyll;

Gortash;

Orin;

Sweet as blood ♡

Alfria;

Jaheire;

Mizora;

More characters to be added later

Prompts;

Empty...

Images;

Fireworks

Part 1

Part2 ♡

Keys

○ - not finished

● - finished

♡ - W.i.p's

◇ - chapter's

☆ - oneshot

#astarion #astarion x reader #bg3 astarion #bg3 #baldur's gate 3 #shadowheart #shadowheart x tav #lae'zel #lae'zel x reader #shadowheart x reader #gale #gale x reader #x reader #astarion x mc #astarion x tav #zevlor x mc #zevlor x tav #bg3 zevlor #tav #zevlor x reader

[inactivegaz]

calpurnia time <333

Calpurnia Zimmlar (formerly Calpurnia Sarrin, formerly Calpurnia Fallone) is my babygirl my main bg3 oc, i love her so much.

she is from athkatla, she's 24, she hasnt been home in around 4 years because she allegedly murdered four men, including her husband, allegedly. (she did that shit but not for the reasons you may think).

She is an oath of devotion paladin who is sworn to Ilmater.

her dream guardian's physical appearance takes on the form of her childhood best friend Draven, who is a guard at home and is also the person that tipped her off to actually leave the city, he has never regretted his decision.

i think once she left home, she just wandered around amn for a few months, legging it as far away from the city as she could. i dont think she became a paladin until maybe a year-ish into her forced adventuring. dont get me wrong here, she always wanted to be an adventurer even though it was something looked down upon back home it was just something she thought wouldn't happen after The Events. She also didn't think it would be this lonely.

i also dont believe she sought out to try and be a paladin, all she wanted to do when she finally found purpose again was to help people and heal people, so maybe that's why she was granted these gifts, her views and ideals and who she found herself to be and want to be seemed to perfectly align with Ilmateri beliefs and tenets.

calpurnia meets wyll in the grove and is so smitten by him, she finds him so endearing, she's also glad to finally put a face to the famed Blade of Frontiers after just missing him in settlements on her adventures (it's happened maybe six times that she knew of). I think he's the first person she tells about her past, the little bit she is comfortable sharing at least. and she tries her best to comfort wyll after he goes through his transformation at the hands of mizora.

the night of the tiefling party they share a drink and a kiss and she invites wyll to her tent that night to share more wine that she squared away and also a snack. her intentions that night were not pure, she wanted to get into his pants, but they just talked through the night and watched the stars.

some time after that night she has a moment where she's just like i actually have feelings for this man; im not just lonely and need a warm body. this is terrifying. i think this comes from being in that weird marriage that really skewed her view on love and feeling worthy of being loved.

I dont really know how hear arc is yet in the game, i know i want draven to show up at some point, i know she knows who gortash is and i know that she doesn not hold the highest opinion of duke ravengard after everything that wyll tells her.

thanks for reading!₊˚⊹♡

here is her pinterest boad [x] and her playlist [x]

#my darling dude calp #baldur's gate 3 #oc: calpurnia #k speaks

[ferinehuntress]

◈　 ⇢  @shimmerbeasts　 ⋯　 umprompted ask ♡ 　　⸻　"You have a lot of nerve, pulling a stunt like this."

Mizora's usually sultry and soothing voice was carrying several sharper edges in her cadenza. Standing in the summoning circle, the Cambion's wings beat up and down and her expression was one of complete malice as she stared down Karlach, who stood only a few infuriating inches out of the summoning circle. Between them lay a pile of dead gnomes, whom Karlach had all beheaded and drained, gathering the blood in a pit. It was this blood, which had forced Mizora up here.

The Cambion's flaming mad expression mellowed out abruptly as if somebody had doused her in water. Her lips pulled into a charismatic smile, however, her yellow and red-tinted eyes did not match that smile. Still, Mizora's voice returned to its charismatic, calmer cadenza, an almost idle chatter as if there was not a canyon of animosity between her and the tiefling in front of her.

"You clearly went through a lot of trouble getting me here, Karlach", Mizora said, "So the least I can do is hear you out. You gotta admire the conviction though. How long did it take, to fill that pit with blood? All night? Or merely half an hour? Can't really tell with you."

Karlach let out a growl, the guttural tone echoing against her throat as her engine flared after the battle against the goblins. "Do not start with me," Karlach immediately reprimanded the Cambion, pointing her finger directly at the winged fiend. She never cared for any cambion, but Mizora, oh, she wasn't worth her time either. So-called under Zariel's protection, Wyll's "keeper" (oh if she could just chop her down right now she would enjoy it). The only good devil was a dead devil. But it was vital, she had led the band into this attack and it was vital to do so but still, it didn't mean that injury or accidents couldn't happen.

Her tail thrashed behind aggravated, the tip of her hook hitting the ground as she narrowed her eyes toward her. She had had enough of devils, enough of these twisted fiendish beings that took advantage of people.

And yet, she smiled. Karlach knew though, behind those eyes there was that disgust. They had never seen eye to eye, the woman had done everything she could to torment her and gods forbid Zariel PROTECTED Karlach. She hated it, she hated feeling like some kind of pet in Zariel's collection and Mizora took offense to it. No, Karlach wanted nothing to do with either one of them. "Oh, I didn't do this for you," Karlach sneered as she waved her hands. "They were already dead before I even had a sliver of a thought to call you, you were never on my mind when I took them out," Karlach waved her hand, as she glanced down toward the object that kept Mizora from lashing out at her. Thank you Wyll, she quietly thought, as she never knew how to summon devils or how to prevent them from attacking on sight. The diamond in the skull was the one thing preventing her from doing anything against her.

"Just shut up and listen already!" Karlach waved her hand. "It's Wyll, the goblins had some kind of poison, I don't know what. You got your fancy schmancy ability to move on the material plane from place to place and we don't have time," Karlach said, as she moved over and placed her foot on top of the skull that kept the cambion bound to the circle.

"I can shatter this so you can go to him, but I am making no deal with you. Either you save him or not, he's your protege after all, its his pact you have to worry about," It tasted bitter on her lips, to even be talking with Mizora about this, but she knew she would not be signing any contract, no deal, no agreement. She was not going to bind herself to anyone. Her fingers tightened around the staff of her axe, the end of it pressed against the ground as she waited for her answer, keeping her foot steady, not that she even half trusted with she might say, but this was her protege, and perhaps it might give a little push for her to do something. 

#shimmerbeasts #[ karlach answers ] — this had better be violent ; sexy ; or both . #[ karlach interactions ] — i am free now and i am never going back to that prison . #[ karlach default verse ] — the legends who protected the city from evil .

[bladesalvation]

♡ mizora for zaire

●●●●○ | ATTRACTION

●○○○○ | AFFECTION

●●●○○ | INTEREST

●●○○○ | LOYALTY

●○○○○ | TRUST

#ᴄʜᴀʀᴀᴄᴛᴇʀ sᴛᴜᴅʏ; ᴢᴀɪʀᴇ. #woman with power hot #woman IN power even hotter lkfn bklfdvf #won't trust her tho. Devils are worse than vampires lmfao

[lordliing]

♡ mizora for kicks

Send ♡ to see what my muse thinks of yours

●●○○○ | ATTRACTION

○○○○○ | AFFECTION

●●●○○ | INTEREST

●●●○○ | LOYALTY

●○○○○ | TRUST

LOW | ●●●●● | HIGH

Overall: She gets a pass for being one of Zariel's VIPs, but overall devils are getting dirty looks.

#ⁱ ʷⁱˡˡ ˡᵉᵃᵈ ᵗʰᵉ ᵍᵃᵗᵉ ᵗᵒ ᵍˡᵒʳʸ. // ⁱᶜ #hellscaress #in dialogue with: Mizora

[sorcerous-caress]

I want to see Mizora cuck Wyll. I mean canonically in the game she can ;) - Shadowheart anon

Mizora cucking Wyll 

[ Smut, Cucking, Cheating, nb!reader ]

At first, she merely observed both of you.

The shy glances, the sweet words, the romantic dances, and proper courting.

She found it endearing, really. As endearing as seeing two baby deers attempt to stand for the first time.

Endearingly disgusting.

Did her pup really jump straight into acting as if the two of you were married after a single dance together? She knew he was desperate, but she didn't realise it was this severe.

You see, she felt bad for you. All of this effort, teasing, and yet you received nothing more than a few quick kisses.

Poor you all frustrated sexually while Wyll remained unaware and oblivious to your basic needs.

She just can't have that, can she? What kind of owner would she be if she didn't pick up after her pup's mistakes.

And Wyll never satisfying you was something she was dead set on correcting.

Maybe she could've whispered a thing or two to him, even guided his hand. But she knows the stubborn boy all too well, he'd think it's another one of her tricks and do the exact opposite.

And on any other normal day it might have been a trick, he was just so very fun to toy with.

But this time she has her eyes set on a much more fun activity that involves you. 

She kept thinking about it for a while, just how would your moans sound like? Would you yell her name between loud obscene moans? Or would you make quiet mewls while biting your lips?

Curiosity was killing her, and Wyll wasn't delivering at all. 

So one night, while her pup was away, probably busy saving kittens from trees or something, she made her way to your tent.

By the hells, you looked even more delicious up close.

How does Wyll not keep you chained to his bed and have his way with you all the time? It would be the first thing she'd do if she was in his place.

But enough about that useless pet.

Mizora made her offer clear to you, using all of her devilish charms and enticing curves to her advantage. Slowly explaining all the things she wanted to do to you, all the fun she planned for the both of you.

If you'd just say yes. A simple verbal contract, and she isn't even asking for your soul or anything in return.

No one has to know, well unless you want them to know. It really doesn't make a difference to her at all. 

All she wants is you in a pretty little collar while she holds the end of the leash. She'd spoil you and take you to the depths of pleasure embodied within each level of the nine hells.

And she has seen the way you look at her. How your eyes linger on the front of her open dress, how you stare at her horns in such awe.

She might even let you touch them, if you beg enough. 

Sit on her lap and show her just how low you're willing to drag your dignity through the mud, how much you're willing to humiliate yourself for her.

Let the big bad mean devil women corrupt you, you poor poor thing. You just couldn't say no to the devil, could you? Of course not. 

So just claim that she manipulated you while grinding against her fingers between your thighs. Claim she tricked you while you lick and suck on her chest, taking it so beautifully into your mouth.

And your contract with her will stay sealed away from all prying eyes. No one else in this plane of existence will know about your agreement to let her have her way with you whenever and wherever she wanted.

No one but the two of you.

Well, at least until the inevitable day where she orders Wyll to come to her for a very urgent matter concerning his contract. It just happened to coincide with the day she had your head buried between her thighs with your hands tied behind your back.

#♡Mizora #♡Wyll #mizora x reader #smut #♡smut #bg3 smut #bg3 x reader #cheating #♡Shadowheart anon #nb!reader

[sorcerous-caress]

not sure whether it have already been asked or not but who from bg3 women would be more into brat taming. i bet minthara lae'zel and jaheira 100% into it

Jaheira and Minthara 100%

Laezel thinks she could but honestly this girl gets zero bitches, zero pussy and zero dick. Vlaakith is all she has ever known. She isn't a virgin but she gets no bitches.

Jaheira and Minthara, tho? Drowning in puss. Goblin puss, elf puss, all the puss.

Jaheira prefers stuttering crybaby sluts to take care of but she'd still put a brat in their place if she had to. But secretly she is a bit easy to manipulate, you could totally walk all over her as a brat if you're good at acting and faking being sorry

Minthara? Good fucking luck. Brats that remain a brat around her, deserve a medal for being braver than the army. Her punishments are no joke and she isn't one to be tested, she expects absolute obedience and if you're not what she wants then she will break you and reshape you.

Karlach would 100% let a brat princess walk all over here. Homegirl is down bad she is a simp with a hard p.

Shadowheart would be the best fit for a brat. You can easily get reactions out of her, and her punishments aren't severe like Minthara. She doesn't see through this repeating cycle, and each time, she thinks she taught you a lesson only for you to start misbehaving again.

Mizora would love a brat. They're her favourite. She wouldn't punish you per say, she would simply...ignore you. She will tie you up with silk ribbions and have her way with you. Your pretty mouth will remain ungagged as she laughs at your silly attempts to insult her. You're absolutely hilarious to think you have a choice or say in this and she adores your delusions.

Orin is a brat. You'll both have a brat off and be a menace to each other.

#♡shart #♡minthara #♡smut #♡brat!Reader #♡Mizora #♡Karlach #♡orin #♡Laezel #♡Jaheira

[sorcerous-caress]

XXX | Mizora

[Smut, blasphemy, inspired by hellfire, Nb!reader]

You've been finding different wrapped gifts addressed to you throughout the day, explicit portraits of a certain devil who is waiting for you to finally make your way home, and unwrapp the main present on your bed.

Or

A love letter to Mizora.

You feel her, you see her.

Her lips on you, her tongue in you. Her claws dragging down your back, feeling her breath against your neck. Her hands exploring all you have to offer and then demanding more as she digs deeper into your soul, swirls her fingers against your essence, and what makes you whole.

Memories of her touch flashing through your mind as you tighten your jacket around you. The cold air carrying the falling snowflakes down, gently setting the on top of your head as you made your way through the snow-covered grounds.

Reminiscing about her warm touch.

How she always looked so mesmerising, never failed to steal your breath away. Her skin glowing a soft amber of a blue flame as she got closer to her release. Sweat glistening on top of her bare body as if they were pearls adorning her and sparkling against the candles' flames.

How no painting or portrait could do her justice. To capture her beauty in a still frame of time was akin to the impossible.

Gifts of several portraits in different shapes and sizes were addressed to you, each on wrapped with a crimson red bow and a gold trim.

The first had a frame so golden it matched the melting candles depicted on the canvas, much like her equally golden jewellery still adorning her head.

Making your eyes trail down her long fine horns until the necklace on her half exposed chest demands your attention, making your eyes follow the line down her stomach until her dress stops revealing her skin to you, until a golden belt hugs her hips.

It's the same dress you've always seen her in, the same jewellery she always had on. Nothing was different, and yet everything felt different. The way she presented herself to you, sitting on those pillows below with her thighs pressed together, gave you a peak through the picture.

Her finger pressed against her lips in a satire of coyness. She knew exactly her effect on you, and she lived for the thrill of pushing your buttons.

Of making you suffer her mockery of innocence.

You taste her, you hear her.

The delicious nectar going down your throat as she grinded against your mouth, the taste of her lips against yours as she made you swallow your own release. Tasting the evidence of your pleasure from her mouth.

Swallowing down your dry throat, you keep the lower part of your face warmed and covered by your scarf as the wind intensifies. The night sky dimming in light as grey clouds gather to veil the stars. You catch a glimpse of the full moon before she too is out of view.

Memories of her moans echo at the back of your mind, her groans, her words for more. An infernal language with a tongue you couldn't speak, a primal raw language that existed long before much of this world did. Spoken right on your bed, through a devil.

The second picture had a wine red frame carved from rubies, weighting heavy on your hands. Mizora was facing away from the painting, instead her proud wings were fully spread and on display, various jewelry and silk ribbons dangled from their sharp ends.

Her tail was curled in the air, playfully wrapping and around one of the trinkets attached to her wings. Lifted up to give you a full view of her backside and exposed thighs, a silk pair of panties covering the tiniest bit of skin possible.

The lovely shape of her ass, the way she shamelessly must have stayed in that position for hours until the painting was done, the fact it was meant for your eyes only. Your reward for being such a good little mortal for her.

You imagined being there, imagined her tail trailing down and wrapping around the string of her underwear. Lifting the flimsy piece of fabric easily or even tearing it apart.

Her invitation for you to come closer, take a bite.

Its colour matched the shade of her eyes.

Like fire.

Hellfire.

You smell her.

Her perfume, smokey with a hint of cherries. It spoke of her, a smell so signature to Mizora that you could never replicate it with anything on the mortal surface. The kind of perfume that lingers on your bed days after she's gone, the kind that fills you with need and want.

Igniting the flame of desire inside you. Lust clouding your brain and glazing over your eyes, all common sense discarded at the door.

This burning desire, turning you to sin.

You're almost home, you could see the candle lights glowing through the windows of your house. Someone else is already inside.

A couple more steps through this cold night until you can discard your thick clothes, until you can fall back into her embrace. Another taste of the forbidden apple of her throat.

The third was framed in white, pure and delicate, untainted white with a lacey finish. The portrait painted her from a ceiling's view as she laid there on the soft lush bed, clad in soft angelic lingerie.

Transparent lace tights hugged her thighs until they disappeared under the frilly skirt with fur lining the bottom. A skirt so short that the simplest breeze could send it flying away.

A loose airy satin top barely covered her breasts, the white beautifully matching the blues of her skin, the redness of her hair. The deep dark black abyss of her eyes with two blazing firey circles in the middle.

For a moment, if you could overlook the horns and flesh wings, you might have thought she was the closest to an angel you've ever seen.

Withholding all the sin from this world from you, making you kneel in front of her alter for the chance for redemption.

It's the devil who set this flame

Stepping through the door, you're greeted by a trail of red and white petals leading back into your bedroom. Her perfume is in the air.

And just like Eve before you, snakes of temptation curl around your throat.

Leading you to that door where you knew she awaited you on your bed, inside your home, the devil made herself known.

Singing a song, of your lust and love to all of Faerun.

God have mercy on you.

#♡Mizora #♡smut #mizora x reader #Bg3 smut #bg3 x reader #nb!reader #nonbinary reader #blasphemy #smut #devil x reader

[sorcerous-caress]

All I want for Christmas is you <3

#MIZORA MIZORA ONE CHANCE PLEASE ONE CHANCE ONE CHANCE ONE CHANCE #♡MIzora #i love her #god she could pay me with these kinds of pics in exchange for any labour I will do anything for her softcore-onlyfans account #Mizora

[sorcerous-caress]

Omg I forgot about Mizora for a second. I mean it's canon she has a petplay kink kinda I mean when you cheat on Wyll with her she says something along the lines "I only recall one of us being on a leash" to Wyll. While we're at it let's just cuck all the men - Shadowheart anon

Halsin is uncuckable by default because he is canonly into you getting fucked by others.

Oh god, that night with Mizora, she was an absolute service queen, despite her seeming like the type of person who'd be a selfish lover. (You know, like a certain well-known devil. )

Like she actually delivers what she promised, an otherworldly experience and takes you through the hells itself. Hell, she even spoils you and lets you choose which levels of hell to go to.

If she sees everyone as a pet, you'd be the praised cute puppy on her lap with a collar of gold with her name engraved on it, while Wyll would be the fetch dog she keeps in the backyard with a tight leash.

Minthara's salty lines when she finds you cheating with Mizora are gold. She orders you to explain yourself and then says, "or is your tongue too scorched to speak?"

#♡minthara #♡Mizora #♡smut #shadowheart x reader

[sorcerous-caress]

The "falling in love with the mafia boss who kidnapped me" trope in erotic fiction.

DnD worlds probably have it, but instead, it's about brave naive humans being tricked into marriage by fae or cursed to be betrothed to an elderich horror.

And it's surprisingly not humans that are the target demographics for these novels.

Raphael probably has a collection of them, flipping through pages of a chessy airport novel about a human warlock paying their patron back by becoming their cute housewife. These stories only helped increase the number of devils that offer their services for human warlocks.

Dwarves and gnomes have a niche genre in it where it's about the clumsy human intern and their grumpy dwarf superior, how the human keeps falling on them in compromising positions aka yk hentai anime tropes.

Mizora prefers the ones about humans coming to knock on the devil's door themselves. The fiesty fearless human protagonist who gets put in their place by the end and realise their true purpose is to serve their devil mistress instead.

#♡human kink #♡Raphael #♡Mizora #♡smut #♡human reader

[sorcerous-caress]

I can't put into words how much I love Mizora. She's absolutely endearing in a "keeping a tarantula as a pet" sort of way.

Like ik for a fact you'd kill me for funsies the second you slip past your enclosure, but god, I can't stop feeding you adorable crickets and watch you devour them with hearts in my eyes.

#♡Mizora #Mizmiz solos raphy #in a who's more cunty contests at least otherwise he'd wipe the floor with her ngl

[sorcerous-caress]

Have a cat?

For the small price of your soul

#♡Mizora #♡memes #♡meowevent #Mizora