#daywarden solairen

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Solairen: okay so, a warning. An hour of foreplay minumum or else I’m not going to proceed further.

Astarion: An hour? Ugh, I’ll be asleep before then!

Solairen: if you’re not prepared properly Astarion I’ll hurt you. I don’t mean that as a brag either, I mean it because it’s happened before.

Astarion: oh? Well how big is it then if it can be classified as a secondary weapon?

Solairen: *sighs and drops his trousers*

Astarion:

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Solairen: *kneading a loaf of sourdough, enjoying renewing old passions now he’s no longer bound to serve Lathanders every whim or bare a blade to protect his daughter since her wedding to Gale. Just humming away happily as Astarion enters the kitchen looking concerned* my starlight?

Astarion: has Raphael said anything?? Have I done something- wrong??

Solairen: *immediately cleans his hands and embraces him* my love, what’s happened?

Astarion: he… he just pulls away now when I try to hold him, and now he says he needs to talk to me tonight, to show me something…

Solairen: *already has some idea of what’s set Raphael on edge* oh my love, don’t fret. Let’s see what he has to show you then we’ll move forward together.

*that evening*

Solairen: *cuddling in bed with Astarion, both waiting for their devilish lover to join them* My flame? What’s taking you so long?

Raphael: *from the bathroom, voice sharp and filled with more hurt than he’s willing to admit* you both need to promise me you won’t laugh!

Astarion: laugh? *looks up at sol*

Solairen: we won’t darling… come out now.

Raphael: *breaths in a sharp breath before emerging from the bathroom, warm brown eyes wide with worry as he reveals his true self to his lovers. Astarion for the first time, and Solairen for the second. His body slender and soft, face youthful with not even a hint of the mature charm he’d held previously beyond the silver streaks in his dark brown hair. Appearing now finally with no illusion to both his lovers, small, meek, sweet, and charmingly handsome. Himself as his fully relaxed state, no mask of maturity to be taken seriously* go ahead… laugh.

Astarion: aha! Gladly! *gets up*

Raphael: *grimaces, expecting mockery but gasping as the elf’s soft hands gently grasp his face*

Astarion: Here I was terrified you were going to leave us! Or confess there was another devil after you beyond your father! This is what had you so worried? My sweet, you look beautiful!!

Raphael: *unable to stop the tears pricking his eyes, making them glassy with barely contained emotions* y-you-

Solairen: *smiles so warmly at him* I told you my darling… We both adore you so very much. No matter what you look like. You don’t need the mask with us. All we want is you, only you.

Raphael: *lip quivering as he lets himself give in to them. Trusting them over the walls he’d carefully built up over centuries to protect himself from the cruelty the hells had enveloped him in for so long* I… I know… I was just… scared…

Astarion: *smiles and kisses his cheek, drying his eyes with his sleeve as he leads him towards the bed* can we see your devil self without the illusion now? Are your eyes still so big?

Solairen: big and resting on a rose no doubt~ (referring to his red skin)

Raphael: *tongue tying itself into knots unable to think of a response to vocalise his emotions, only managing to sputter out his usual reaction of rejecting his own positive feelings* s-stop talking like that- it’s d-disgusting! *pouts and transforms into an equally youthful cambion despite his protests for their loving displays*

Astarion and Solairen in Unison: Beautiful~

Raphael: *left completely speechless and wanting to fold in on himself, still learning how to accept their words as genuine after living his entire life shrouded in hate and lies. Simply climbs into bed and hides his face in the drows pecks as Astarion climbs in beside them and strokes his back*

Solairen: *smiles and kisses between his horns* I served lathander for a hundred and forty years… but I’ve only ever felt religion when I’ve held you in my ar- OW!!!

Raphael: *bit his titty like a frustrated cat* SHUT UP!!

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Solairen: *seated quietly in Raphael’s lap, the Cambion holding him close to his chest as Astarion unbraids his hair, removing the gold bands that mark year after year of servitude to Lathander* will… it look, good?

Astarion: oh darling I don’t think anything could look bad on you.

Raphael: He’s right my dear…

Astarion: *finally finished unbraiding the drows unbelievably long hair* 140 years of service… only to be betrayed… *grabs it just above his calves* it’s time to take this weight off your shoulders… *cuts it and lets go, watching it bounce up into a mane of curls and waves, free of the weight holding it down* wow.

Raphael: …Wow indeed.

Solairen: *pale purple eyes staring at them quietly* Is… is it bad?

Raphael & Astarion: Wow.

Solairen: *smiles softly before looking at the dish on the bedside table containing the gold bands* …

*a few months later*

Solairen: *smiling as he places a gold tiara on calliopes head resembling the sun* you look beautiful little lark.

Calliope: thank you soli- where did you get this?

Solairen: *gave the bands to Dammon and had him melt them down into a crown and a few other little things* ah, just spent some of the gold I’ve saved. Let’s go now, your grooms waiting~ *pulls on his helmet and offers his arm, the gold of his own wedding band glinting in the sunlight as he leads her past Astarion and Raphael, the two both glancing down at their own rings too as he goes by*

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Raphael: What do you want, Solairen?…

Solairen: *seated on his bed in the elfsong, barely recovered from losing his connection to lathander and now covering every inch of his body in fabric to shield from the sun seeping beneath his armour, his hands trembling violently as the damage done to him long ago finally closes in on his life to make this next battle his final act* what I want is for calliope to be safe, to live and be loved and protected long after I’m gone…

Raphael: that’s not what I meant… What do you really want?… my love…

Solairen: …I want… to see Calliope get married to Gale… I want to see her making a home and a life for herself in this world, I want to see her have the family she’s always longed for, I want… I want a home here in the city with Astarion… with you… I want… to paint again… I want the pain to go away… i want to hold calliopes child- *grits his teeth, realising after all these years he wasn’t just her knight, he was her father, lathander only made her but he raised her, adored her, fought tooth and nail and did everything he could just for her* My grandchild… I want to see my little girl be happy… I want to live…

Raphael: … *takes his hands in his* you only have to ask…

Solairen: …Will you marry me? Me and Astarion?

Raphael: …That wasn’t what I was expect- actually no that’s better than what I was expecting come here you.

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Image dump of my big mean paladin to lathander/barbarian, Daywarden Solairen

He’s the guardian and knight sworn to protect the morning lords daughter Calliope Greybell, Aka (Pigeon Brain) lol calliope belongs to @stoplickingthedamnbear

Solairen is exactly 5 seconds away from snapping Gale over his knee like a glowstick at any given time but calliope forbids him to lol

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Solairen: *Walks into the kitchen and steps back seeing Raphael in his full cambion glory waiting for him* Oh good morning dear~ giving the wings a stretch are w-

Raphael: *gently takes his face in his hands and bends down a little, before headbutting him with his horns and forehead* Good morning, Angel.

Solairen: *knew headbutts were a term of affectionate greeting for tieflings but never expected it for cambions too* I- *snickers and gives him a kiss, returning a little headbutt of his own* good morning my fire.

Raphael: *smiles and holds him by his waist, returning the kiss before letting go as Astarion enters*

Astarion: good morning my beloveds, I was first in line at the bakery today and- *blinks as Raphael holds his face in his hands*

Raphael: *smiles and headbutts him, just as hard as he did with Solairen*

Astarion:

Raphael: MY LOVE?!?!?

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Astarion: Raphael still hasn’t come home I’m getting worried. Maybe we went too far trying to get him to open up?

Solairen: don’t worry my plan should come to fruition any minute now.

Astarion: what?

Raphael: *slams open the door and slaps a poster on the table* WHAT IS THIS?!?!

Solairen: Oh good it worked!

Astarion: *looks at the poster to see a portrait of Raphael above the text “Have you seen my cat?”* I- hm.

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Solairen: we stealth our way in.

Gale: okay. Me. I can understand. Astarion, I can understand. Calliope, I can understand. But you?! In all that armour?! How are you going to ‘stealth’ in?!

Solairen: I use heavy stealth.

Astarion: my love, what is heavy stealth?

Solairen: *draws his axe* nobody can see you if there are no witnesses.

Astarion: …Oh~

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Astarion: I- you’re considering asking Raphael to be your patron just so you can become a warlock?

Solairen: My oath is broken… Lathander abandoned me for choosing to spare you and 7000 innocent souls just because they were turned into undead by an evil and cruel man. We’ve still a huge battle ahead of us and I’m now left with only my blade to fight and protect you all… besides, we’re already sleeping with him, I may as well face the gods while I continue my walk backwards into the hells with my pants around my ankles.

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Solairen: *carrying little calliope through a crowded market, picking up supplies for their journey while trying to keep her from fussing, now picking out fabrics to make her some clothes and sighing at the prices* … *looks down at his heavy braid and gently sits calliope down handing her the fabric* hold this little lark. *unbraids his hair and removes one of the sun shaped golden bands from it, each ring representing a year of his servitude to the morning lord*

Calliope: *looks up at him perplexed* shiny??

Solairen: hm? Your needs are greater than a few expensive baubles… *takes the fabric and pays for everything with the band before returning and picking her up* okay let’s go.

*some 10+ years later*

Solairen: *laying injured and heartbroken in his bed in the elf song after Lathander abandoned him for choosing Astarion and to spare the innocent spawn, the sun he once so loyally served now burning his Drow skin and blinding him of what was left of his sight*

Raphael: *staring at him from the doorway as astarion tends to him* … *walks over to calliopes room to find her still upset over her explosive outburst that left Solairen blind and injured to begin with before he even went to cazadors palace* Now that I finally have you alone, I’d like to have a word or two, before you attempt to incinerate me.

Calliope: *grumbles and drops the fireball* what do you want?

Raphael: *sighs* Look. I hate you. To put it quite frankly, I utterly, despise your very existence… But Solairen adores you… you are his world and if I wish to be his then I have to accept he will always view you as his daughter, Lathanders presence in that role be damned. And so I’ve come to offer an olive branch. I give you something to ease the guilt weighing heavy on your conscience and you stop attacking me.

Calliope: what could you possibly offer me?

Raphael: *summons a pouch and tosses it into her hand*

Calliope: … *opens it up and forgets how to breath as she sees all of the rings, every single last one Sol had sold to afford everything for her* I- you-

Raphael: now then do we have-

Calliope: *suddenly hugs him tight before running into Solairens room to braid his hair and tell him she’s sorry for the hundredth time*

Raphael: … *does a full body shudder* Eughhh! Disgusting.

*meanwhile*

Solairen: *smiling back at calliope as she braids his hair* why are you crying little lark?

Calliope: b-because I’m happy!

Solairen: I am too… Astarion stop making that face outloud.

Astarion: *glaring at calliope, hasn’t forgiven her or lathander and now watching her like a hawk* hm?…

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Mizora: Pretty boy, come here~

Solairen: *looks around confused thinking Astarion is beside him* hm?

Mizora: Aw, I meant you big boy, come here.

Solairen: *walks over and stares down at her* What do you want wretch?

Mizora: oh don’t be so mean, I was hoping to have a bit of fun. I’ve grown quite fond of you~

Solairen: I’d rather deep throat a lemur. The sooner you’re out of wylls hair the better. *turns and walks back to his room*

Mizora: I- Ugh! *blinks seeing Astarion suddenly follow after Solairen, and holding his hand, Raphael* what the-?!

*several hours later*

Raphael: *walks out pulling his doublet back on and visibly blushing as he feels all the love bites and actual bites his new lovers left on him*

Mizora: HE CHOSE HIM OVER ME?!

Wyll: I’m wishing I’d chosen him over you as well shut up and go away I’m trying to sleep.

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Raphael: *blinks awake and sits up to find himself in the elf song, nestled safely next to Solairen and Astarion in their room, and in their bed, wearing the giant Drows shirt as it drapes off his shoulders and covered in Astarions cologne after a long night of passion and a nice hot bath* … *looks down at them both, bewildered as to why they didn’t attempt to take advantage of him in the bath, or as he slept like Haarlep would, or why they were so gentle and careful and kept asking if he was okay being touched in the afterglow or if he needed anything*

Solairen: *yawns and opens his eyes awake and ready to greet the sunrise despite his oath being broken* gods… *smiles adoringly up at him* for over a century I’ve knelt and worshipped the morning lords light… *watches as the sunrise shines through the window, catching Raphael’s golden skin and soft brown curls* but now I find myself before something, truely divine… what I’d give to kneel before you for the first time once more… your voice was like milk and honey to my ears as you sang for me.

Raphael: *face turning so red it could be mistaken for his cambion form* y-you- *grabs the pillow shoving it over his face* stop being sweet!! It’s repulsive!

Solairen: *pulls the pillow away and sits up, giving him a soft kiss* never~ you deserve to hear the truth for a change~

Raphael: I- you- little- *realises he’s looking up at him in this form* I- UGH! *hides his face in his chest* you’re so annoying! I hate you!

Solairen: *nuzzles his hair* I adore you~

Raphael: *whines*

Astarion: *hugs the devil from behind and bites his shoulder enough to threaten to break the skin again* shhhh, I adore you too my dear but, 10 more minutes please I’m, exhausted after taming the both of you.

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Raphael: *plotting a way to get the crown from Gale and Calliope after letting his mortal needs get the better of him*

Solairen: *walks over and hugs him from behind* if you stop that, I’ll get my nipples pierced~

Raphael: *flips his desk and pounces on him* DEAL!

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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!!!

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Raphael: I am a lord of the hells and the son of the arch devil of Cania and you will respect me! Our bedroom dynamic and current transactional relationship changes nothing about that so don’t you dare call me your ‘little kitty’ EVER AGAIN!

Solairen: *smiles and pats his hair* you’re adorable.

What Solairen sees when Raphael’s having a tantrum:

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Solairen: *blinks feeling slight impacts against his ankles and shins, looks down to see a brown cat with equally warm brown eyes rubbing against his armor* hm, hello there little one… *kneels down and grunts in pain at how every movement sets his body on fire but he’s not about to disappoint the kitty* aren’t you a friendly thing~ such a good beautiful kitty~ *gives them chin scritches before getting back up and hissing in pain but moving forward with the group, the cat watching him go before trotting off*

The cat: *hurries behind a wall and changes back into the devil we know*

Raphael: *bright red, pissed off at himself for how desperately he’s craving his attention and affection* ffffuuuuuUuuuuck. *disappears back to hell*

*meanwhile*

Astarion: *glances up at Sol* that was Raphael, wasn’t it?

Solairen: *chuckles* oooh yes~