#calliope Tav

[wellthebardsdead]

Solairen: *laying on his side, one wing definitely broken from cushioning his fall but alive* morning lords grace- M-my love? *rolls over and gasps, not at the decapitated head of Mephistopheles glaring at him with milky white eyes, but at the vision beside him* my love…

Raphael: *unconscious with a concussion cocktail of incubus spittle and blunt force trauma from riding his fathers head to the ground after severing it with solairens sword. The wedding gown he’d been forced into and paraded around the court of mephistar in as a final humiliation now torn to ribbons hanging off his naked red body, a final act of humiliation before his wedding to a hoard of pit fiends and lemurs that is* mmnn… *opens his eyes to see Solairen, the Paladin he’d fallen in love with as a drow, now a celestial solar ascended by lathander, glowing like a beacon of hope in the hell he thought would be his eternal tomb* m-my love… are you, o-okay?…

Solairen: *smiles and strokes his cheek* I am, I am my love.

Raphael: *leans into his touch without a fuss* h-Haarlep drugged me… brought me here so father could lure you and Astarion, he wanted to kill you in front of me, he wanted to remind me of my place… I didn’t think, you’d come for me…

Solairen: *blinks and laughs through tears* I married you. Astarion married you. He’s worried sick waiting for me to bring you home! I’d go to the end of the astral if it meant saving you… but you saved me instead. *smiles*

Raphael: *closes his eyes and grins playfully as the leathery membrane of his wings begins to flake away like burning paper* a saviour, that… is for certain. My love… *passes out again as large white feathers sprout from his back and many of his cambion characteristics are replaced with that of a solar celestial, his horns lined with gold framing a halo resembling a burning sun, and the jagged arrow point of his tail smoothing to a gentle heart, before returning to a handsome human man, with a heavenly warm golden glow surrounding him*

Solairen: *looks up to the heavens hearing lathanders words in his mind*

“He has proven himself worthy… and you have proven me wrong yet again… you did see good within him”

Solairen: *smiles and closes his eyes* I saw him… only him. *lifts his husband into his arms, giving him a loving, chaste kiss knowing Mephistopheles is still alive in hus corpse. Glaring at him from seemingly lifeless eyes* … *strokes Raphael’s face* you were always, more than enough… let’s go home my fire… *carries him through the portal back to the devils fee*

Astarion: *pacing back and forth frantically, haarleps blood still coating every part of his magistrate robes* they’re not back yet! Somethings wrong.

Wyll: it’ll be alright.

Calliope: *bursts in through a portal followed by Gale* WHAT DO YOU MEAN RAPHAELS BEEN KIDNAPPED?!

Astarion: I mean I had a bad feeling as I went to kiss him and I stopped in time to realise that fucker! *points at haarleps body* Smells nothing like my husband!! Solairens gone after him and neither of them have returned!

Gale: I’m sure they’ll be fine.

Astarion: HOW CAN YOU BE SO BLASÉ ABOUT THIS?! BOTH OF MY HUSBANDS ARE IN HELL-

Solairen: *steps through the portal holding Raphael, shielding his body with his wing* I’ve got him.

Gale: told you.

Astarion: I- you’re hurt! Gods you’re both hurt!! *hurries over and embraces them both* he’s?… glowing? These markings they look like yours is- what happened?

Solairen: now you have two celestial husbands, my little star.

Astarion: I- you- *sobs* d-don’t be cute I’m very upset! Let’s get him home I need to clean both of you up! You reek of the hells!

*the next morning*

Raphael: *growling as he tries to get rid of the glow on his skin and the halo following him* ARGHH! *grabs it and throws it only for it to reappear* I DIDNT ASK FOR THIS! *hurries to the balcony and looks up at the sun* FUCK YOU LATHANDER!!!

[tee-dohrnii]

Calliope finally unlocked Gale kisses!!! She's gonna keep asking for smooches now

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Also something clicked and I finally know how to draw Gale?? So uh I feel powerful

[mentalmeles]

A win’s a win—

[rattini]

Kiss me, beneath the milky twilight Lead me out on the moonlit floor { x }

[leopardmuffinxo]

fire doesn't frighten me

[raviollies]

When a humble bard Graced a ride along With Lae'zel of K'liir Along came this song

[stephschoices]

“You beautiful bastard…”

Calli heals Rugan right before freeing him bc she hates seeing him in pain 😔💔 (and yes she is sitting in his lap 😌)

[chocomar-art]

Calliope Tavlin: Seldarine Drow Bard + Storm Sorcerer

[Romanced Astarion and Halsin]

Ko-Fi | Carrd

[daybrightsims]

I got through the Cazador fight (after 2 loses, a computer crash, and abusing game mechanics) and didn't ascend Astarion, so I finally got my graveyard scene and NO ONE CAN TALK TO ME FOR 3-5 BUSINESS DAYS IT WAS SO CUTE.

[skinchewer]

fantasy babygirls

[wellthebardsdead]

Solairen: *picked apart every thread of Raphael’s carefully put together facade and unraveled his plan piece by piece with the crushing truth of reality until he’s left literally backed into a corner by the paladins hulking frame* If your father, with all the powers of a Demi god, still had the foresight to not use the crown. What hope do you have of succeeding with less than a fraction of that power?

Raphael: *gritting his teeth as he glares up at him, trying so hard to keep his composure* That idiot doesn’t have the sense to see that far in the future! You don’t know anything you petulant rat!

Solairen: I’m the petulant one am I? I’m not the one about to cry. *smiles lifting his chin to look at him properly as his thumb rests on his lips* You’re so desperate to prove yourself, but for who? You even make yourself appear more mature just to be taken seriously. You’ll never be satisfied seeking approval from others when you loathe yourself as you do.

Raphael: *composure cracking as he leans into his touch, a sincere and comforting warmth Haarlep is simply incapable of providing him* I d-do not loathe myself and I need the approval of no one-

Solairen: then drop the illusion… let me see you.

Raphael: *visibly pouts as he does as he’s told. His appearance changing from that of a middle aged man to that of one in his early 20s, young, doe eyed, almost angelic even. And visibly bristling as he awaits his response, ready to bite back at the first sign of mockery*

Solairen: Pretty… *smile softening as his eyes take in every feature* I’m sorry nobody respects you as you are… it must be exhausting having to hide away behind a mask…

Raphael: *feeling an unfamiliar warmth join the infernal heat in his chest, one his mortal half desperately longs for that his devil half denied for so long* I… *huffs looking away as his face begins to flush* what, do you want then… if my plan is so delusional, why are you still here?

Solairen: because I do need the hammer… but I can’t give you the crown in return… and I also don’t want to see your pretty face snuffed out by your fathers hand… So, what do you want Raphael?… Not what do you want to prove yourself, not to show off, not to gain the approval of others… what, do you, want?… *turns his head back to look at him*

Raphael: *leans into his touch as his mask finally breaks. He’d never really gotten a choice in anything in his life. His purpose was decided long before he was ever born. To be a servant and tool for his father. Heir by name to a throne he’d never inherit. Just one of many he’d sire, and one he’d easily dispose of if given reason to. He’d spent his whole life denying his mortal needs to prove himself as a true devil, clawing at any scrap of approval thrown his way, he’d worked so hard and for what?… to deny part of his very being in favour of a fiend* the hammer is yours if… you, if you-…

Solairen: use your words, Raphael… I like hearing you talk.

Raphael: *face visibly going bright red as his cambion form appears briefly before changing back, his hands quickly coming up to cover his startled expression* i-I want you damn it!!! Damn you! *shoves the hammer to him as it appears, still covering his face with one hand*

Solairen: *chuckles and takes the hammer from him, setting it aside as he takes his hand, bringing it to his lips and kissing it* You’ll have to be alright sharing me with Astarion then.

Raphael: *shivers at the kiss, tail popping out along with his horns before he swats them both away and looks at him, making the mistake of locking eyes with the towering drow* w-will he- be okay with that?…

Solairen: Oh yes… *pulls him in close and lifts him up with ease* so, we have a deal then?

Raphael: *swallows hard and nods* c-can you just… hold me?… and keep saying nice things about me?

Solairen: gladly~

*2 hours later*

Solairen: *walks out holding the hammer* I got him.

Calliope: the hammers a boy? owo

Solairen: The Hammer? No Raph- I- oh. Uh.

Astarion: *facepalms*

*meanwhile*

Haarlep: *lounging on the bed. Smoking the hookah pipe as he watches the door sensing his masters return*

Raphael: *crawls in, literally*

Haarlep: I- master??

Raphael: *faceplants on the floor* Ugh-

[tee-dohrnii]

Took a break from that wallpaper and finally played BG3 again - meet Calliope, my bard durge who will be redeemed eventually.

Been wanting to play a dragonborn for so long and man I love her? She's so cute? She looks so cool at camp but silly in the day. Dragonborns are great. Yes she's a Galemancer why wouldn't she be?

Started off a bit aggressive though

[mentalmeles]

Based on an interaction with Shadowheart I discovered last night

[rattini]

[leopardmuffinxo]

Karlach, I like you, but we hardly know each other.

[luna-ace-art]

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