#raphael bg3

[cherriesandsulphur]

"Indulge me, and at least hear me out."

#so I saw a new mod that unbuttons Raphael's doublet and here we are #raphael bg3 #bg3 raphael #raphael baldur's gate 3 #baldur's gate 3 raphael #raphael the cambion

[pengychan]

Oh yeah I'm gonna be So Normal about this.

#raphael bg3 #haarlep #bg3 raphael #bg3 haarlep #bg3 #baldurs gate 3 #the fiendish codex

[myachanya]

Sometimes I get weird ideas lol But it's so interesting! xD

Admiring Raphael's body 💕

#fanart #art #drawing #digitalart #tumblr draw #my art #my draws #bg3 fanart #bg3 #bg3 art #bg3 raphael #raphael bg3 #baldurs gate #baldur's gate 3 #baldurs gate 3 #baldurs gate 3 raphael #baldurs gate fanart #baldurs gate raphael #baldur's gate #paint tool sai

[bitethedevil]

#bites him bites him bites him #raphael the cambion #raphael bg3 #bg3 raphael #bg3 #baldur's gate 3

[dark-and-kawaii]

Imagine Raphael gripping your neck in front of your companions and whispering in your ear how disappointed he is in you, causing a shiver to run down your spine. He could do anything to you. He could break you.

And so he does as soon as he sees how you shudder at his whisper. Raphael is from the hells, he doesn't care if your companions are here, nor does he care if korilla and Yurgir are watching. You're his little mouse, his pawn, and you must be punished for coming to his house uninvited. He has all of the right to take you in the middle of this escapade of yours. In the middle of his house where the others can hear your screams, watch as your nails dig into his flesh begging for mercy as he claims your body all for himself.

You don't belong to any of them, no... You belong to him, and him only. His grip firm on your neck, and he has that wicked grin painted on his visage. You’ve found yourself trapped within the foxes jaws, and he plans to play with you- his prey, for quite some time… If the others dare interfere, he'll just snap your neck... it's not like he can't just keep your soul. The thought brings out a low chuckle from him...

His thrusts are hard yet slow and deliberate, it doesn't take long before he can see the glaze in your eyes. How you're slowly submitting to him. His claws dig into your hips, your skin slowly breaking under his touch, you could feel how your blood began to taint his finger tips. His crimson painted fingers pulling you close with each thrust. His eyes locked onto Astarion's. Raphael is going to show everyone what he is capable of, make sure that they're all aware that he will be your ruin.

#bg3 #baldurs gate 3 #raphael bg3 #bg3 raphael #baldurs gate #tav #raphael the cambion #raphael x tav #raphael x reader #bg3 smut

[nostalgiaclown]

#bg3 raphael #raphael bg3 #baldur's gate 3 #bg3 #andrew wincott #yeah

[neu-apostolisch]

by far my favorite thing in baldur’s gate 3 is the confirmation that the best two types of d&d devils are Theatre Kid and Lawyer

#baldurs gate 3 #bg3 #i mean it’s great isnt it? #one recites ridiculous poetry at you from his gaudy house and the other likes to cite subclauses from a contract that’s a billion pages lon #raphael bg3 #mizora #baldur's gate 3

[simplysolo]

jaheira/raphael wip that i don’t think i’ll get around to finishing

#simply’s sketches! #raheira shall prevail #raphael x jaheira #jaheira x raphael #jaheira #raphael bg3 #bg3 #bg3 fanart #wip

[littleplasticrat]

2024 is the year I keep painting naked men until my arms fall off.

January: Rugan

Feburary: Gortash

March: Raphael

April: Dammon

May: Wyll Ravengard

The clothed pinups I've finished already are below the cut.

#male pinup #pinups #bg3 art #rugan #gortash #raphael the cambion #dammon bg3 #wyll ravengard #halsin #astarion #he who was #gale dekarios #haarlep #true soul nere #zevlor #digital art #artists on tumblr #raphael bg3

[octarinecat]

I'm not crazy, I promise! Gentle reminder that my commissions are open, info about them waiting for you here. 😊

#baldurs gate 3 #raphael bg3 #bg3 raphael #baldurs gate 3 raphael #raphael #bg3 fanart #bg3 #digital painting #house of hope

[writteninlunarlight-years]

Can I request headcanons for Raphael, Haarlep, and Zevlor being jealous of some guy is flirting with their female s/o although she's oblivious that he's flirting with her? He's so possessive that he even took her back home to have a heated make-out while holding her close & his tail wrapped around her leg!

I love a Possessive man. I'm not even going to lie. I always get asked if I met a guy in the books or fics I read how I would handle them. In theory, I would love it; in practice, I am a sassy beach and would probably not last.

HEADCANON~~~~~~Haarlep, Zevlor, Raphael

Haarlep-

He couldn't believe the fact he was so irate at this moment. Like he has never felt more than real lust since that was what he was incarnated for. Right now, though, it was as if he was a Demon of Wrath instead of a Demon of Lust.

How could you be so damn oblivious? You just sat there smiling with that stupid, adorable, cute smile.

You were perfect inside and out, something he didn't see in many people. You were the woman of his dreams. That wasn't an easy feat for a demon that could literally bed anyone.

You were his and his alone, so why was another demon standing so close to his woman.

(Haarlep would literally be the iconic TV trope of a partner breaking a champagne or wine glass in hand out of anger. Man is one for theatrics. Come on.)

It was all over after the demon talking to you touched your face to move some hair behind your ear. Before you could even process what was happening, Harrlep was on top of the other demon, practically torturing him.

Once Raphael dismissed and sent him on his way, he grabbed you and took you to his room.

Mans is a pacer when he fears his emotions are too big to handle right then.

Once calmed down, especially by your words, he just turned to you and, with no hesitation, kissed you passionately.

Let's be honest: Haarlep is a man of business. He doesn't play around.

As extra reassurance, you wouldn't leave him for three weeks straight; his tail was wrapped positively around your thigh or waist, constantly teasing you and testing others.

Zevlor-

I'm not going to lie. In my first playthrough, I punched Zevlor, so I can confidently say Mans is a big baby. He plays it off cool, but once his ego is hurt, he tanks Man, and it's so cute.

Watching the male tiefling flirt with you was literally hell on earth. Might as well have Avernus burning around him as you laugh at that stupid demon's jokes.

This party to celebrate your victory was supposed to be a night for you and him to sneak off and consummate your relationship before the long journey through the shadowlands. (If you know, you know, and I cry every time)

Man is more of a self-deprecating jealous than a wrathful jealous. So, unlike Haarlep, who just waits to explode, Zevlor is coming up with 1000 reasons why the other demon is so much better for you.

Zevlor becomes withdrawn and makes his way to his maps and equipment for the expedition, no longer interested in the party.

If he can't see his heart get broken, how can his heart get broken, you know?

However, what this man loved about you most was that you picked up on so many subtle clues. So, with little time between his self-deprecating and abandonment of the party, you were at his side.

The man couldn't even look you in the eyes. He was so sure he would fuck something up.

After some gentle coaxing, he finally listens to you and holds you so gently, kissing you fiercely and passionately.

(He may leave a few hickies or ten to really make sure everyone knew you were taken)

While on the road to Baldur's Gate, he never took his tail from around your waist. He kept you close and secure next to him.

God forbid the tiefling from the party even remotely gets too close to you. That tail might go to other places to prove a point.

Raphael-

He is far too prideful and egotistical to physically show anyone or anything in general how upset he is that another man is talking to you.

He would rather burn in hell under his father's thumb than admit he is jealous.

He knows at the end of the day, you are his. I mean, he had your soul. The first night you two consummated, he took it from you.

That didn't stop the nagging feeling he had watching you laugh, smile, and, in his eyes, flaunt what was his.

Being prideful, Raphael's approach to removing the threat was simple. He simply reminded everyone how powerful he really was.

All it took was a quick interjection into the conversation and not so-subtly informing the lingering demon about how his father was a king of hell.

Once the threat was taken care of, he turned to you. Oddly enough, with a simple, commanding look, you knew it was time to retreat to your shared quarters.

Before you could make it through the door fully, you were slammed against a wall, mouth covered by his.

By the end of the night, you had more marks covering your body than you cared to admit, but damn, at least everyone knew who owned you.

After that incident, at every gala or event he held, you were to sit on his lap with his tail wrapped firmly around your body.

If you behaved well, he would use his tail elsewhere, too.

I had a lot of fun writing this; when I first joined Tumblr many moons ago, this wasn't a huge thing, so this is my first time writing one of these. I really hope I didn't disappoint. Thank you so much to everyone from Annons to other blogs for the help and support in beginning my journey to writing! I appreciate all of you!

#baulders gate 3 #bg3 #bg3 x reader #raphael bg3 #raphael #zevlor #zevlor bg3 #zevlor x reader #bg3 zevlor #haarlep #bg3 haarlep #bg3 raphael #house of hope #raphael the cambion

[awondrousway]

Archdevil Supreme

#raphael bg3

[bitethedevil]

Rambling about Raphael again: I’m getting more and more convinced that stealing from Raphael is an asshole move no matter what.

I just killed Raphael for the first time yesterday. I had gotten the scene where he comes home before but that was way back in my first playthrough and I chickened out back then. The battle itself was awesome, don’t get me wrong but it felt…unsatisfying? Sad even.

I’m obviously not excusing anything he’s done to Hope, but we don’t really know anything about Hope before we have already taken the decision to go to his house.

I found something in the House of Hope that I hadn’t seen before (it’s on the ground in the main area where the fireplace is iirc):

Like yeah, we know that we don’t really need the Orphic Hammer if we’ve played the game before and all that. But does Raphael? It seems like he genuinely thinks it’s a fair trade. Dude lives in the Hells. I’m sure he really does expect the worst from people (especially someone like the Emperor). So he offers us a deal that he really believes is fair, and what do we do? We go robbing his house, fucks/kills his incubus, meddles in his business and essentially spits him in the face. Bonus asshole points if the last thing you ever say to him is that he’s a shit at sex.

Raphael is evil, no doubt, but he hasn’t really done anything to us. If you don’t take the deal, he simply leaves you alone (unless you refuse the Emperor in the end…in which he essentially calls you a dumbass but still helps if I remember correctly) even though that deal is the closest he’s been to the crown in millennia.

Which brings me to his reaction. Obviously, he seems angry right before the fight, but mostly I got the feeling of a man who has been utterly humiliated. His quote that went along the lines of: “Take away their free will and they’ll call you a tyrant. Let them indulge in it and they become tyrants” is kind of stuck with me. I think that Raphael could have potentially treated us a lot worse if he wanted to, but he chose not to (obviously that’s also to get us to trust him, but still). Which is why it stings even more when we fuck him over.

Think about his diary entries. The man has nightmares about us besting him. Imagine how stupid he must feel when that fear turns out to be true and that he shouldn’t have trusted us to keep our word.

#ranting #raphael the cambion #raphael bg3 #bg3 raphael

[dark-and-kawaii]

Worth The Risk

Haarlep x f!Tav/Reader

⋆˙⟡♡ Summary: You knew the risk of carrying Haarlep’s child, knew it could end your life, yet you still pleaded with Haarlep not to intervene. Haarlep, despite your pleas, couldn’t imagine a life without their little dove.

⋆˙⟡♡ Notes: I wrote this a long time ago but decided it was time to finally post it!!!

⋆˙⟡♡ Pregnancy | Angst

As the savage agony of parturition tore through your body, your face twisted in harrowing torment, fingers digging into the flesh of your swollen belly. Beside you, Haarlep loomed, their gaze alight with an unholy blend of enthrallment and uneasiness. They found a perverse solace in witnessing the suffering of others, yet within this cruel spectacle, a sliver of apprehension flickered to life… This was you, not some brat cambion or mortal to pass the time…

You could feel yourself teeter on the brink of collapse, your screams piercing the air as your knees finally buckled. Compelled by a force they scarcely understood, Haarlep's hands reached for you before you crumpled beneath the unbearable onslaught. Their touch, paradoxically tender, cradled your quaking frame, their tail coiling around your leg, steadying you against the imminent descent onto the unforgiving ground.

It was odd. An incubus, a creature of seduction and ruin, serving as a pillar of support for another whom was trying to bear their child.

Chaos reigned, and within it, Haarlep's eyes grew round as they beheld a bloom of red seeping into the fabric of your gown. A torrent of foreign sentiment overwhelmed Haarlep, dragging down their heart, a heart once deemed impervious to the weaknesses of mortals, with a dread they had never known…

The incubus had bound themself to a code of restraint in their fervid trysts with you, vowing never to indulge, to feed, in excess so that they could keep you. Yet now, confronted with the life they had seeded within you… It would seem fate had cruelly conspired to make Haarlep the architect of your ruin.

Within the twisted catacombs of their mind, the incubus clawed through the dark recesses for an answer, a twisted salvation for you who had snared them in the most intoxicating bind. You were their prize, theirs to claim, theirs to torment, a soul ensnared by chains of a ravenous desire Haarlep would not, could not, break... A possession they refused to relinquish.

Damn the offspring, for you were the one that mattered, the beating heart the incubus was hell-bent on keeping tethered to this mortal coil.

The final vision bestowed upon you was a twisted sneer, yet the eyes of Haarlep, your beloved incubus, was filled with so much pain... pain you wished to cease, damns how you yearned to caress their face, to whisper that everything was okay. Alas, the abyss called to you, and your world dissolved into oblivion, your whisper lost in the void…

✦ . 　⁺ 　 . ✦ . 　⁺ 　 . ✦

Haarlep, an incubus known in realms for their insatiable hunger for the carnal, found themself lost in a moment so tender and new.

There, in the quiet of the room you lay upon the bed, a figure both broken and beatific, your skin a canvas painted with the sheen of exertion. Strands of hair, once perfect, now clung desperately to your damp forehead, framing your face in disarray. Your closed eyes, sunken with fatigue. The air was thick with the iron scent of birth and the unspoken fear of what had come to pass. Your chest rose and fell with labored effort, each breath a testament to the life that sprung forth from you, that had sipped greedily at your soul, leaving it frayed at the edges.

Beside you, lying on a silk pillow wrapped messily in a blanket, a newborn, an improbable result of Haarlep's latest conquest... The child, innocence incarnate, cooed and wriggled, a stark contrast to the chaos that had just transpired.

A war raged within the incubus, an inner turmoil so intense it threatened to tear him asunder. Their nature was to seduce, to corrupt, to feed on the lustful energy of others, not to nurture or to cherish. Yet, the sight of this tiny being, part of them, part of you, ignited an unfamiliar warmth that crept through them like a stray beam of sunlight piercing through a perennially dark forest, gently awakening the dormant life beneath its shadows.

Haarlep’s hand, more accustomed to leading others into sin than to acts of gentle kindness, moved on its own, as if enchanted, and wiggled it before their offspring. The newborn's tiny fingers wrapped around their larger digit, and a sensation that Haarlep could not name surged through them. It was as if the grip of this miniature hand had the power to anchor even the most chaotic of beings.

The incubus’s tail, an appendage that had tormented many, now danced softly, tickling the child, eliciting a gurgling giggle that filled the room with a purity that felt almost unpleasant. This sound, this unadulterated joy, was a melody Haarlep's ears had never known, yet it resonated within the corner of their heart that was solely meant for you.

Your eyes fluttered open, your gaze heavy with the remnants of pain and fatigue. As your eyes adjusted and focused on Haarlep, there was no fear, no judgment, only the hazy recognition of the father to your child. You caught them in this softness, this unguarded moment that was so perilously close to something like love.

With what little strength, you weakly shifted, turning to envelop your newborn in the cradle of your weary arms. Your eyelids, heavy with the weight of your ordeal, fluttered down as a sincere smile blossomed across your features, signaling a quiet triumph. Haarlep's tail came to rest gently across both you and the child, a silent but potent symbol of their unexpected guardianship.

#bg3 #baldurs gate 3 #raphael bg3 #haarlep #tav #haarlep x tav #haarlep x reader #haarlep bg3

[elminstersapprentice]

#NEVER DOWNLOADED A MOD SO FAST #HE LOOKS SO GOOD #THAT FIT #🫠🫠🫠🫠🫠 #😳😳😳😳 #baldur's gate 3 #bg3 #baldurs gate screenshots #bg3 screenshots #baldur's gate 3 screenshots #baldurs gate #baldurs gate 3 #baldur's gate screenshots #baldur's gate iii #bg3 raphael #baldurs gate raphael #baldur's gate raphael #raphael bg3 #raphael

[wellthebardsdead]

Voss: please you must accept the devils offer we-

Tav: it’s alright, wait for us downstairs.

Voss: *looks at them, then at Raphael, then at lae’zel*

Lae’zel: listen to them Kithrak, you can trust them.

Voss: *nods* very well… I will await you downstairs. *walks out*

Raphael: I’m glad to see you’ve made i-

*squeak!*

Minsc: I? Boo? You know this man??

Raphael: boo?

Boo: *scurry’s down minsc’s arm and leaps from him onto Raphael’s awaiting palm, before scurrying up to his shoulder* squeak!

Raphael: I- well yes I know that-

Boo: squeak!

Raphael: yes and I’m greatful for th-

Boo: squeak! Squeak!

Raphael: I?! You can’t be serious! Let’s be reasonable here my furry friend-

Boo: SQUEAK!!

Raphael: Ugh! Fine! Take the damned thing! *summons the hammer dropping it at tavs feet*

Boo: squeak.

Raphael: what about her?! I know I owe you more than a few favours but-

Boo: *grabs his face* …

Raphael: *visibly nervous* …I’ll release her.

Boo: squeak.

Raphael: …And apologise.

*a few minutes later*

Astarion: I would. Like to thoroughly and sincerely apologise to boo… I don’t want to know what that hamster is capable of.

Minsc: a wise choice! Boo is the most mighty and powerful hamster in all the realms! And he accepts your apology.

Boo: squeak!

Tav: who was it he asked Raphael to release by the way?

*meanwhile in the house of hope*

Korrilla: I don’t want to end my contract with Raphael, he’s a great boss and he gives me what I want when I want it Hope!

Hope: ughhh if you won’t leave then I’ll stay here. He’s not allowed to hurt me anymore so I guess I’ll forgive him. He seems to be suffering enough as is-

Raphael: *bawling his eyes out into his pillow because his plans all got undone by a hamster* ITS NOT FAAAAAIR!!!

Haarlep: *patting his hair* there there~

#minsc bg3 #minsc and boo #boo bg3 #Tav bg3 #raphael bg3 #hope bg3 #Korrilla bg3 #astarion bg3 #lae’zel bg3 #haarlep bg3 #kithrak voss #yea this is based on the stream #boo on the devils shoulder #their friends your honour