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#bg3 Raphael
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"Indulge me, and at least hear me out."
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miurgen · 2 days
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Then down came the paw, and that, love, was that.
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pengychan · 3 days
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Oh yeah I'm gonna be So Normal about this.
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bitethedevil · 2 days
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It really tickles me to see Raphael swearing for some reason. I just know that he was holding back when he called us “pipsqueak” because he wanted to stay professional. I would love to see that scene with Raphael saying “listen here you little shit” instead.
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myachanya · 2 days
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Sometimes I get weird ideas lol But it's so interesting! xD
Admiring Raphael's body 💕
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tellmeallaboutit · 3 days
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Let it be known that I am a villain fucker not a villain defender
(c) this post
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I want to put a collar on Raphael. "oh he's bad at sex" well being good at sex can be taught. And want to be his teacher. give him instructions. Disciplining him when he's being a brat. Rewarding him when he's doing well. If he wants to be a sub I'm going to make him do his job, and if I do MY job well he'll thank me for it.
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bearhugsandshrugs · 2 days
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🖤 Gortash:
Gortash's entire persona is about Raphael: Part 1 (his title and plot) and Part 2 (outfit)
Gortash and Karlach, and how he loathes her for reminding him of the goodness in him
Gortash is a Cyric worshipper, actually
Gortash's age and when he got out of the HoH
Why Gortash doesn't look like his parents
Gortash’s height
On whether Gortash was evil as a child
How Gortash would react to being revived by Tav
How Gortash escaped the HoH and on Hope's role
On Gortash tadpoling his parents personally
Gortash being trained artistically by Raphael
Grey morality of Gortash
Him planning to steal the Orphic Hammer
How he got good at sex
🖤 Raphael:
Raphael's visitors in the House of Hope and immortality
Raphael is the fox, not the cat
How Raphael feels about his looks, especially in relation to Haarlep
Grey morality of Raphael
Raphael's relationship to Haarlep
On who created the Astral Prism
🖤 Halsin (all of those summer '23 character state, so outdated a bit):
On Halsin's leadership
Theory on Shadow Druids
On Halsin's romance, specifically in relation to the Drow scene
🖤 Other:
On Wyll's storyline and his reception
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dark-and-kawaii · 2 days
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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.
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nostalgiaclown · 2 days
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potatocrisp · 3 days
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Chewing on them
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nikjima · 1 day
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Hello, I made a mod as my contribution to the Make Raphael Romanceable event. I don't know what else to say because I don't use Tumblr unless a friend links me to specific things. Please enjoy, thank you. 💜
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sky-kiss · 3 days
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Refusing to live in fear. In my lane, unrepentant, doubling-down, criming-harder, thriving.
the pool in the House of Hope cannot cleanse my sins
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elminstersapprentice · 23 hours
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bitethedevil · 2 days
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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):
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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.
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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!
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