Confession: Okay but the Archivist in the House of Hope. I'm not usually down bad for the NPCs, but him? Or rather, the tiefling form he takes? He can rail me until my spine's as broken as he claims his is.
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the archivist in the house of hope has the most insanely sensual voice like why is no one talking about this. i want him to finger me with those claws until i bleed
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Come on, I can't be the only one 💀
When I first heard about the archivist I thought it's some old man. And then I saw him... And was like "Oh... OHH! WHO ARE YOU?? SIR??"
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**Christmas war crimes**
Christmas war crimes But with fun little rhymes As he wonders what are his lines Haarlep proclaims with holiday chimes. "Old man, holy fuck are you behind with the times~" Ascended fiend, breaking its confines Is sliding against the floors to break their spine He thinks it's a growl but it sounds more like a whine "Haarlep, you harlot, don´t forget you`re mine" And the Archivist, forgotten as ever, sighed as he behold the floors lost shine
Thank you @dmagedgoods, @karneo for this glorious masterpiece in the server
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i made a joke post about raphael being unconcerned, unbothered, moisturised, staying in his lane, etc when haarlep fucks someone else even though he can feel every second of it
except i am thinking about it so much actually 😳
because when you're given raphael's boudoir invite, you're told it's where he conducts business and pleasure. you're explictly told to share yourself with haarlep
if you give yourself over to haarlep entirely, they say that you're going to be a loving doll for them and their master, that you're going to pleasure all the beasts in the hells
why would he be concerned about haarlep fucking anyone in his house when it is always a good outcome for him. he's creaming his pants in some devil meeting(tm) on a different plane and maybe he gets a brand new toy
good lord the man may not get fucked by anyone except haarlep but he's into an endless list of gloriously fucked up shit
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Dekarios and Ancuín's Household Guide for Keeping a Happy Husband [AO3]
Summary:
After a worrying moment of silence, Gale leaned over the back of the chair. “Everything alright, my love?”
In lieu of answering, Astarion stormed into the living area, the clack of a lone heel betraying his unsuccessful attempt to remove the other boot. His coat hung precariously from his shoulders, as if he’d given up halfway on removing it, and he reached up to brush rain-dampened curls from his face.
“At this rate, I’ll only be alright when I’m dead.” With a scowl, he attempted once more to rid himself of his coat, arms caught in the fabric. “Properly, stake-in-my-heart deceased.”
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Or; how to tend to your vengeful vampire and your weary wizard after a long day.
Rating: General Audiences
Relationship: Astarion/Gale
Chapters: 1/2
Word Count: ~1.7k
Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Urban Fantasy, Slice of Life, Domestic Fluff, Established Relationship
Chapter 1
Seated in his plush armchair, his legs astride the coffee table, Gale jumped at the sound of the front door slamming shut, his hands freezing on his work tablet. Agitated muttering fluttered toward him from the entryway, followed by the clatter of a jettisoned boot.
After a worrying moment of silence, Gale leaned over the back of the chair. “Everything alright, my love?”
In lieu of answering, Astarion stormed into the living area, the clack of a lone heel betraying his unsuccessful attempt to remove the other boot. His coat hung precariously from his shoulders, as if he’d given up halfway on removing it, and he reached up to brush rain-dampened curls from his face.
“At this rate, I’ll only be alright when I’m dead.” With a scowl, he attempted once more to rid himself of his coat, arms caught in the fabric. “Properly, stake-in-my-heart deceased .”
Setting down his tablet, Gale rose to assist his husband out of the vexing coat and, with a casual wave of his fingers, dried his clothes and hair, leaving his curls as impeccably coiffed as ever.
Sighing, Astarion muttered a quick ‘thank you’ before leaning down to struggle out of the rest of his boot, kicking it into the vague direction of the entryway to be retrieved later. With a huff, he swerved past Gale towards the kitchen, leaving Gale to shake his head, amused.
Taking a moment to hang the coat in the closet, Gale turned to follow his husband. “Rough day, I take it?”
[Continue on AO3]
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What is the Archivist to Raphael?
He's a Mephistopheles tiefling, which means Mephi is his grandad (maybe with a few greats in front of that).
And since Raphael is Mephistopheles' son...
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