#haarlep the incubus

[kaisakloud]

"Look at these eyes, see all the lies"

My sweet Haarlep, there are so many Raphael's portraits in your home, but you deserve to have a few too! I spent 2 weeks on this artwork and every brush stroke was full of love, passion and caress. You are adorable!

P.S.: The image was godless reduced by Tumblr(( So, I don't know if anyone need maybe this art in original size and quality, here the link to my google drive

[luniidae]

The Seven of Cups

(Haarlep)

FINALLY, I can show you this first illustration that I created for the Seven of Cups of the @mysticalfatestarotdeck project (You still have a week left to grab your copy if you missed the campaign, the Kickstarter link is here 🖤).

When I started it, I only had one idea in mind: I wanted it to become someone's favorite card. 

Of course, it's not up to me, but it is exactly as I wanted it to be and I'm happy to have participated in such a project. 

Beyond the fact of having pushed my limits in terms of digital art, I also met talented and passionate people who made these months of work a fabulous adventure 🖤

[dvilsdesire-a]

❤️ Raphael x Haarlep ❤️

(because I love them)

[vivern-of-nosgoth]

Oh that was a journey. Wonderful, gorgeous, fantastic, absolutely hilarious and insidious story - knock knock by @tellmeallaboutit .

One of my favorite BG3 fanfiction, where the main character is like our beloved idiot bff, and the readers are her besties at girls night, all reading her text messages about her date and howling together at her stupid (affectionately) ass. I love Anya. She and Raphy are my OTP now *dead*

It's really amusing that working at this painting helped me to stay sane these days. The i r o n y

P.S. And I'm especially grateful for Raphael - Raul - Michael Corleone pipeline. I love my new blorbo so much <З Also Mr Goat is my new patron saint.

Thank you for this part of my life, Raphael fan community is one of the best of the best <З

P.P.S. Pictures in high resolution are on my DA

[dark-and-kawaii]

your writing makes me go so fucking feral dude oh my god

could i request a haarlep/reader and raphael/reader nsfw blurb or literally anything? i eat your writing up like it's my last meal

☆ Tʜᴇɪʀ Lᴏᴠᴇʟʏ Lɪᴛᴛʟᴇ Tᴏʏ ☆

₊˚⊹♡ Pᴀɪʀɪɴɢs: Haarlep x F!Tav/Reader ✧ Raphael x F!Tav/Reader

₊˚⊹♡ Cᴏɴᴛᴇɴᴛ: NSFW ✧ Soft Haarlep Towards End ✧ Possessive Raphael ✧ Filling You With So Much Cum Your Tummy Feels Full ✧ Big Pretty Ridged Cocks ✧ Breeding You ✧ Creampie ✧ Stretching You Nicely

₊˚⊹♡ Nᴏᴛᴇ: Awh ♡ ♡ ♡ Thank You So Much For Enjoying My Work xoxo!!! I Did Both Because Both Of Them Are Perfection!!! I Hope You Love This My Dear ♡ ♡ ♡ May This Feed Your Soul And Your Horniness xoxo ♡ ♡ ♡

Hᴀᴀʀʟᴇᴘ

“Who said you can rest, dove~”

Haarlep lifted your limp body with ease, his nails kissing your hips as he held your abused hole above his thick cock. The creatures cum drooling from your twitching pussy, making quite the mess on his lap, “Is this really the best your body can do? How disappointing.” He pouts mockingly, “We were only just getting started, little love~”

The incubus’ lips pulled into a sharp grin as his tail curled around your thigh to spread your leg wider for him. The tip of his cock teasing your opening, pushing into the sloppy mess your body was.

You were so tired… So, so tired… Sore, and exhausted. You had lost count of how many times you came and how many times Haarlep did. But you still couldn't help but cry out as Haarlep impaled you on his beautiful veiny cock once again, your head lolled back before your body slumped forward onto his chest, “Ahhh~♡ Ha-Haarleeeerp~ Th-e tip of y-your dick and n’my cervix are touching n’kissing each other~~~♡ Aahh~ It h-hurts so s’good~! Y-Yur gonna rip m-my n’insides~ ♡ Aaahha~”

A low purr rumbled in Haarlep's chest at your words as he started bouncing you on his cock, “What a good little toy~ You're taking me so well, dove~! Such a lovely little plaything~” Your breast, smushed so wonderfully against his chest, rubbed against his warm skin with each thrust, and he could feel how those cute perky nipples had gotten hard against him, “even though we’ve had our fun so many times now, you still react so nicely~ and you’re still so wonderfully tight~” his tongue licks against your cheek, lapping at the sweat that drenched your lovely flushed skin, “it almost feels like my cock is being strangled~”

Your arms wrapped around Haarlep's neck, and you held on tight, trying your best to match his pace and movements, your insides stretched and stuffed, the head of his cock hitting the entrance of your womb with each bounce, “s’too rough. M-my insides ngh~ a-are being bullied~ ♡ I- I feel like I'm gonna diee~ aahh~! ♡♡ Y-you're g-gonna break m-me~♡” You could feel his cum from the previous rounds sloshing around in your gut, the excess bubbling out with each thrust.

The creature knew how to make you break, knew how to make those pretty eyes of yours glaze over and roll into the back of your skull until tears dripped down your cheeks. Knew how to make those soft little noises come from your lips as you were fucked dumb.

“I would never allow that, sweet dove~ What fun would I have if you were broken before our time was up~?” His tail loosened around your leg and slid up your body, the tip of it flicking and brushing against your skin, his eyes narrowing, “Besides, if you were to die, who would let me have my fill~? And then, who would make such delicious, delectable noises just for me, little dove~?”

You were unable to respond, his thrusts too much for your poor mind… Unable to feel the way his arms were now securely wrapped around you, keeping you close. How his tail curled protectively against your back, or the soft way his eyes gazed at you…

You were unable to see just how gentle and caring his expression was as he fucked you. How the way his mouth parted, the fangs that had previously torn through your flesh and left behind bloody, purple marks, now glistened with saliva as he whispered, cooed and moaned, sweet words just for you, his little dove… Yes you were, his little dove, the one who came to him and gave him your life and body.

His sweet, lovely, little dove.

Rᴀᴘʜᴀᴇʟ

Your face was pressed into his mattress, his clawed hand tangled in your tousled locks as his hips snap against you, each thrust eliciting a sharp gasp or moan from those pretty bruised lips of yours. He had his other large hand splayed across the small of your back, holding you in place. His ridged cock pushing the cum he dumped into you further until it takes up every inch of space, making you feel full and stuffed.

“R-Raphael~! Pleassse! W-wait!!” You whimper pathetically, voice cracking as he ruts harder against you.

He leans over you, his hot breath washing over your back, causing goosebumps to erupt over your heated skin, before he growls lowly, “You were clearly reveling in the moment just a moment ago; do not retreat into shyness now, my little bird.”

Little bird, or rather little songbird as he usually says… Was his most recent pet name for you simply because he enjoyed the way you sung his name like a songbird as your body convulsed with each orgasm he wrung out of you.

Raphael licked a long, slow stripe up your spine, chuckling as you shiver and squirmed beneath him, mewling softly, before he nuzzles your neck and whispers huskily in your ear, his voice deep and gravelly, his tone alone sending a rush of heat to your face, “You're mine, leaking my seed. Do you not yet comprehend? I aim to ensure that your womb is nourished on this day.”

Your lips fell open, your eyes widening and cheeks flushing as his words settled in the deepest parts of your mind. The very thought of being bred by this devil, of his warm seed taking root within your belly, it made your head dizzy, “I-I’m-I... I-I'm- m’your- y-yours~” You slur, tongue heavy as you speak, “S’good~ m’your property~”

Raphael chuckles and pulls away, only to flip you over onto your back and then grab your thighs and pull them up, his hands moving to hook them behind your knees, pressing them close to your chest, “Indeed, my lovely little songbird, you belong to me.”

His hand caresses your cheek, a thumb running across your lips, pulling the bottom one down, a string of saliva connecting the digit and your lip, “Your lips,” his nail bites into the supple flesh, dragging across, splitting it, and the metallic taste of blood coats your tongue, making him moan as he watches you lick it up, a dark, hungry look in his eye, “your tongue, ah such a pleasurable anatomy” he slips a digit onto your tongue, groaning as you swirl it around his thick finger, “your womb” his finger leaves your mouth with a wet plop and your saliva as it trails down between your breasts until he finds where your bodies are joined.

A small bulge present beneath your navel, and he presses his palm flat against it, making you arch your back as his cock throbs and twitches inside of you, “your soul…“ He grinds his hips, pushing his cock deeper and harder against that spot, making you squeal, the bulge growing more pronounced and causing your stomach to distend as the tip of his cock nudges against your cervix, “all of you belongs to me.”

[mitsu-harlock]

Haarlep plays with Raphael Part.II🔥🤭

[red-dead-sakharine]

Haarlep - animated

...looking at you even more seductively

[northernolddragon]

[wakacreations]

I saw a poll somewhere that said would your blorbo have one and it had me thinking of if yes, what would they look like. I am keeping these as canon in my mind. Anyways Zevlor has another set of horns you could hold, Rolan can cast a hands free thunderwave, Raphael is royalty with a crown to prove it and Haarlep is receiving stamps like a passport.

[fat-mabari]

Anyway uhm here’s proof I’m doing things again...

Everyone’s favorite incubus :) That halter’s gonna be the death of me…

[fun-sized-owl]

Some Raphlep <3 (my fave boys).

Fixed Raphael up a bit, which I'm happier with now :3

[kaisakloud]

another WIP

Maybe too many WIPs

It's already became a puzzle, called "Assemble your incubus"😅

BUT HE IS SO ADORABLE! I can't hold this feelings🥰🥰 Can't wait to share with you a complete art. Fortunately, it's almost done. Hope finish it tomorrow

[luniidae]

~ Daddy's Present ~

Raphael Week - Day 2

Hi everyone!

Raphael Week started yesterday and I'm glad to have found the time to participate in the second prompt: Daddy's Present.

Photo reference from NienoTheater on Twitter. I didn't take a pose but mostly an ambiance! I loved this black and red contrast 🖤

Also, I wanted to represent the day Haarlep took Raphael's form for the first time.

Hope you like it!

[dvilsdesire-a]

// Unless there is some form of being sworn to secrecy when entering Raphael's House of Hope, Haarlep is not a secret.

Both the Archivist and Nubaldin point you in the direction of the boudoir, telling you that the true pleasures of the HoH is within the boudoir (meaning Haarlep as we encounter them).

(sorry had to get the Archivist off YT cause apparently I didn't save my vids of him?)

It also is a pretty big indication that Haarlep gets visitors from time to time and is allowed to share pleasures with them. And that there's a secret way in (lol yeah big secret a whole open balcony lol), which means others have likely used that path if they can't get an invite.

Raphael also has personal visits within the boudoir logged in his logbook:

Obviously, as the player, we nab the High Inquisitor's invitation, but there are clearly other guests that are allowed to venture into the boudoir. While my little personal hc is that Raphael likely has an office somewhere he could talk to people about work/contracts/all that serious business, I'm assuming in game the boudoir is ALSO Raphael's office.

Either way, Haarlep has likely been lounging about during some of these visits. He's literally called the "resident of the boudoir", meaning that's pretty much Haarlep's home. There's always the indication that they venture off when it's something more serious, but I really can't see Haarlep being seen as some secret that no one knows about. They might be bound to the HoH, but they're not a secret. And why would Raphael hide Haarlep anyway when he thinks so highly of himself? If anything, Raphael would show off his prized sex toy, his beautiful incubus that takes on his glamour.

The Archivist also gives the indication that what happens in the boudoir is pretty intense (as we all figured), when you come back to him and he says you're still in one piece. Unfortunately, I don't have the vid, but you can talk to him again, and he says basically along the lines of you're either stronger than you look or haven't been to the boudoir yet.

I recall seeing somewhere that there was the possibility that the boudoir wasn't Raphael's actual bedroom as well but uh... I'm about to debunk that with this lovely little screenshot I took:

That, my friends, is indeed, Raphael's bed.

So from this, we can pretty much gather that Haarlep lives in the bedroom (as he's the resident), it's legitimately Raphael's bedroom (even tho it's called the boudoir and holds private social meetings as much as pleasurable ones), and that others visit Haarlp and Raphael within the room.

Thus, I'm concluding that Haarlep is not a secret. Though they may be bound and the resident of the boudoir (although the fact that once you've encountered him, he legit disappears and can't be found says otherwise), there's no way that the incubus is a secret. Devils also talk, so even if Haarlep was supposed to be, I doubt that it's been kept within the HoH.

Haarlep is basically a big house pet (spy from Daddy).

[devils-little-mouse]

Archduchess

[dark-and-kawaii]

Daughters

Raphael x F!Tav/Reader

Haarlep x F!Tav/Reader

⋆˙⟡♡ Summary: Two separate little stories for Raphael & Haarlep being parents!!

⋆˙⟡♡ Notes: Purely self indulgent!! I just really love the thought of them both being parents okay! Especially Haarlep!!! I brought back Impsy from a previous story as well for Haarlep’s story!! Enjoy xoxo

⋆˙⟡♡ Parenthood | Dadphael | Fluff | Haarlep As A Parent ♡

Prt 2. - Prt 3.

Raphael

Raphael tended to his duties amidst the solemn quietude of his archive. Engrossed in the scrutiny of a newly inked contract, the rustle of hurried steps reached his ears. With a practiced motion, and without a glance away from his script, he caught hold of his daughter's tail as she attempted to dart past.

The abrupt interruption of her sprint sent her tumbling, "gah!"

"Pray tell, to what urgent destination are you racing?" Raphael inquired, his attention steadfast upon the curling letters of the contract.

"Nooowhere..." came the sheepish, drawn-out reply.

Raphael's voice, still calm and measured, carried a note of paternal admonishment, "Venture not too far, and refrain from such reckless haste within the archive. These relics are delicate, their histories irreplaceable.”

The little devil, a mischievous glint in her eyes, nodded slowly, her tail now still in her father's firm but gentle grasp. With a reluctant sigh, she straightened up, her posture mimicking the elegance she so often saw in her father.

"Sorry, father," she said, her voice a mix of feigned contrition and lingering excitement. "I'll be more careful. But, um, can I ask you something?"

Raphael finally lifted his gaze, his eyes meeting hers with an intensity that belied his calm exterior. "Of course, child. You know you may always speak freely."

She shuffled her feet, the earlier urgency replaced with a sudden shyness. "Yoooou are going to meet with a client later, and I... I was wondering if maybe I could watch? I promise I'll be silent and still as a statue!"

A small, knowing smile crept onto Raphael's lips. "A client, you say? Very well. You may observe, but under two conditions: You shall not interrupt, and you shall learn. There is much to be gained from understanding the art of negotiation and the binding of contracts."

Her face lit up, a beaming smile cutting through her attempts at decorum. "Yes, father! Thank you! I'll be the best statue you've ever seen!"

Raphael released her tail, and with a gentle push, he encouraged her toward the door. "Go then, prepare yourself. But remember, should you break your promise, there will be consequences. We are, after all, a family of our word."

The Apple of his eyes nodded vigorously before darting off, this time with a skip rather than a sprint, her excitement barely contained as she vanished from the archive.

Raphael's eyes returned to the contract before him, the smile lingering a moment longer before the mask of the composed dealmaker settled back into place. He placed it down on the table so he could focus on you, the mother of his heir who slept soundly at his side on the opulent sofa, your head resting upon his lap as he stroked your head. His gaze shifted to the crown of karsus, the brown irises tracking its form, “A family of our word, indeed."

Haarlep

The day arrived when the cries of a newborn half demon echoed through the halls. Haarlep approached the cradle, where a tiny creature with horns just sprouting from its head and a mischievous glint in its eyes lay. The tiny creature a perfect mix of you both. The incubus's heart, though not often given to warmth, swelled a tad with a strange pride.

"Ah, my little impling," Haarlep mused aloud, a smirk playing across their lips. "How I long to see the chaos you'll unleash."

It didn’t take long, Haarlep could barely believe their child was growing so fast…

"Come now, offspring," Haarlep spoke with a softness no one would believe they possessed. The incubus opened the curtains to your room, the moon casting down upon the city, "You see this world? It's yours to play with, to bend and to shape. I will teach you the art of emotional manipulation, to dance with the hearts of mortals as one plays the lyre." The child clung to their parents leg, its tiny tail giving an excited twitch, Haarlep could only grin.

“Haarlep~” You sung their name, catching your lovers attention.

“Hm?”

You crossed your arms, your infamous imp, Impsy, standing next you, doing the same with an arched brow. A subtle smile crossing your features, “…She’s 3…”

“You are just no fun, are you?”

As the child grew, it became clear that she was indeed Haarlep's progeny, causing minor chaos with a mere giggle, and using her innate powers to toy with the emotions of those around her. But Haarlep's teachings were not yet complete.

"One must never be alone, my little tyrant," Haarlep instructed one evening. "Tonight, you will summon Impsy. A loyal playmate for all your days."

Their child, eager and wide-eyed, nodded and began to chant under Haarlep's careful guidance. The air shimmered, and with a pop, a small imp appeared, its face unamused with its little foot tapping on the ground.

"Hells…” Impsy held the bridge of its nose, “I can’t believe there’s two of you now.” The imp shook its head, “But I mean look at her!“ Impsy’s eyes sparkled wide as it walked up to the tiny little halfbreed, pinching her cheek, “Awh she looks perfect as always! Let’s thank the gods for Tavy’s good genes-“ Impsy smirked at Haarlep, “would’ve been a shame if she got your looks!”

Haarlep watched, a proud smirk etched on their face, as their child and Impsy ran off to pull their first prank together. The bond between them was immediate since her birth, and the imp proved to be a fitting companion for the young thing.

Time passed, and the little half demon grew bolder, often attempting to slip away to explore or cause mischief beyond Haarlep's or your watchful eye. On one such occasion, the child tried to race out of the room, her tiny tail swishing excitedly behind her. With a swift movement, Haarlep's foot came down upon the tail, causing the little demon to tumble onto her rump.

"And where do you think you're going?" Haarlep asked, his tone playful yet stern, the smirk on his face belying his true delight in the little one's antics.

The child pouted, looking up at her father with a mix of annoyance and admiration.

"To explore, to play!" She exclaimed, her eyes shining with the promise of trouble.

Haarlep chuckled, lifting their foot. "Tut, tut. Patience my little one." Haarlep’s mind reflects back to when they were gifted to Mephistopheles… Then Raphael… The incubus’s features twisting at the memories. They wouldn’t allow such a fate for their offspring, “I shall join you, we’ll play a little game! Together! In the city with all those fools.”