#raphael baldur's gate 3

[vipershy]

Why am I so obsessed with his cambion form 😩😂🔥

He looks exceedingly delicious, all pampered like that...

[nepherit]

This is the Nine Hells fashion collection, first piece of the series:

Avernus, featuring Raphael and Zariel

It's time to make good use of all the fancy costume designs I sketched for Raphael 😆

[cambion-companion]

[vivern-of-nosgoth]

POV you saved the Baldur's Gate, all of your friends and yourself. You even get some pretty shiny diadem. Ah, everything is just great.

[shahs1221]

@sky-kiss and I had a convo concerning size diff stuff and uh... Yeah. She's got a ficlet here!

More early and additional sketches (including a more ahem exposed angle for this piece) can be seen on my Patreon!

[cherriesandsulphur]

A Raphael cutscene that only happens if Tav attacked him at Last Light Inn instead of talking.

[emmg]

*sighs* I already can’t take you seriously, Raphael, and this isn’t helping

Original link since apparently im stupid and can’t link a tweet with a picture preview

[lilianhuas]

Spin The Wheel for Baldur’s Gate 3 Characters!

platonic marriage (wed) option is included. Inspired

[ultra-baklan-the-ovosh]

[ancelle-art]

The Devil You Know 😈

I saw this meme on Twitter and couldn't help but draw it

[molinaesque]

Astarion: I think he likes us. Tav: I like him, too. But I'd never say it to his smarmy face. Raphael has a crush on Tav and tries real hard to act cool about it.

[nepherit]

Welcome to Hell

⛓️🔥⛓️

This is Raphael's week, day four:

Poetic torment

inspired by @NienoTheater’s photography shoot and one of Raphael's most threatening quotes

[cambion-companion]

Knot

Alright, it was put in my head that devils knot when mating/having sex. So...had to write this little ficlet.

Raphael x f!reader/Tav | SMUT | 18+ only

Scorching tension, the aching coil of your muscles as they stretched and clenched to accommodate him. Your fingers sought purchase, something to tether you to reality as ecstasy rocked with every thrust.

“Raphael.”  His name tasted like honey, burnt like whiskey upon your lips.  Your tongue felt leaden as he claimed your mouth, swallowing your pleading as he claimed you.

Amidst the haze and the heat, you noticed what a mess you were making of the cambion’s lush bed. “The sheets…”  You murmured, attempting to sit up and regain some semblance of control.

Your hair stirred in the rush of wind the sudden beat of his wings created, the leather appendages stretching wide as Raphael pushed you by the throat back against the mattress. “Are replaceable.” Raphael’s sharp claws dug against the tender flesh of your thigh as he dragged your body closer to him, drunk on the sensation of you so pliable and wet around him. He grinned down at you before a rumble of pleasure dragged from his throat. “So willing, little mouse.”  He leaned over, the skin of his wings turning the ambient firelight into a red haze. “Take all of me.”

Your eyes widened, feeling the flush of heat and heady lust his words aroused. Your body became taught as a bowstring seconds before the kill, his name spilling from your panting mouth, sweet to the taste.

Raphael fought to keep composure, failing spectacularly, burying himself deep within you, his sinful orisons of pleasure echoing your own cries. You felt his seed spill, the painful heat of it overshadowed by the pleasure as your body drank him in.

Your skin stung and broke as Raphael’s teeth pierced where your shoulder and neck joined, marking you as his own outside as well as within. He continued rutting into you, stretching you as the infernal knot took hold. You whined and he silenced you with his fingers pushing into your mouth.

Hellfire eyes found yours, your foreheads pressed together in a semblance of twisted intimacy as you nearly choked on his long digits. “Good, little one. Take me.”  

You wanted nothing more than to give in. To whatever end. Pain and pleasure mixed, your whines muffled around his fingers until he withdrew them only to replace the void with his lips and tongue. He was anchored inside, the languid thrusts of his hips sent spasms along your spine as Raphael pressed your legs down against your chest.

The two of you remained interlocked, twin flames made one, until Raphael was satisfied you’d been properly mated.  When he finally withdrew, he dragged a single nail down your chest to your navel, pressing almost until he drew blood over your womb. His tail flicked against your side as he gave you a lazy, self-satisfied smile. “You’re the image of sin, my dear.”  His palm flattened against your abdomen possessively. “Now, go clean yourself.  I will join you shortly for a thorough examination of your progress.”

[solmesia]

im sorry i keep making these--

[vivern-of-nosgoth]

Raphael the Pillow Princass Archdevil Supreme

What Haarlep truly meant by "He only sleeps with himself" :

(inspired by @artilaz post )

[shahs1221]

Raphael having the time of his life on a Mediterranean holiday. All of this was prompted by ONE quote from the game where Raphael says "adieu" to the player even though French/France does not exist in Faerun. So the only logical explanation is our little princeling would use Dimension Doors to go across universes of course! You can get some of these as prints here!

Click on the images for clearer detail!

Edit:

For anyone wondering where he says "adieu", it's when you tell him to leave during his Shar temple scene. He says to you, "As you wish. [...] Until then... adieu." and then bows goodbye.