@9hels

moved under the same url.

[9hels-a]

MOVED.

raphael has moved to @9hels.

[9hels-a]

MOVED.

raphael has moved to @9hels.

[9hels-a]

MOVED.

raphael has moved to @9hels.

[9hels-a]

I miss this devil tbh

[9hels-a]

i just came back. there's racism happening?? i'm not aware of what's going on but i do make it rule on every blog of mine that i don't tolerate racism. this is a safe space !

[astarions-darling]

daddy cast daddy's lecture

[9hels-a]

i hadn't noticed it at first probably cause i didn't know hope existed at the time but now after hearing wyll's tale of the 'The Devil with the Silver Tongue.'

a farmer made a deal with a devil, so the story goes: in exchange for the farmer's dearest fruit, the devil granted him a bottomless coinpurse.

the farmer's dearest fruit, was no apple nor peach but his beloved daughter.

It got me thinking what if it wasn't just a fairytale but a clue to how raphael got hope, who is the daughter of the farmer.

[9hels-a]

i think it's time ! moving raphael to a new blog. need a fresh, uncluttered space, and this one is giving me anxiety.

[9hels-a]

[ sigh ] " what did you do ? "

𝐀 𝐂𝐎𝐋𝐋𝐄𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 𝐎𝐅 𝐈𝐂𝐊𝐘, 𝐁𝐋𝐎𝐎𝐃𝐘 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐒.  ( not accepting )

he looked over his shoulder, had he forgotten the pale elf who stood in the room? indulging in his brutality , consumed in his reckless violence. indeed he had. finally turning to face astarion with a silk handkerchief, he wipes the blood from his own cheek. raphael took pleasures in the carnage and bloodshed- just not when it was splattered on himself. ❛  mortals. messy little things. so very delicate, and satisfying to squash. you're welcome. had i not intervened, he would have had your pretty head, vampling. ❜

[9hels-a]

things have gotten quite busy. i do want to interact with my mutuals! but i owe tons of stuff at the moment. which is why i've put a pause on liking meme/starter calls, sending memes and plotting. every time i'm about to like it my brain goes oh but you've got over 100 asks sitting in your askbox and 50 drafts to get to.

[sylkshe-gone]

❝  𝑰 𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒎𝒂𝒈𝒏𝒊𝒇𝒊𝒄𝒆𝒏𝒕 𝒉𝒐𝒖𝒔𝒆 𝒐𝒇 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒑 tonight , because my conscience leaves me no other choice ...  ❞

SPOTIFY STARTER CALL / ACCEPTING ! ( @9hels )

[9hels-a]

  ❛  i humbly welcome you to the house of hope my dear, where valiant heroes such as yourself have walked through these doors. but every single one had one thing on their mind, hope every one of them desperate for something. tell me, what do you desire?  ❜ 

[9hels-a]

Went with druid tiefling! and I'm having a lot of fun with it, especially in the druid gove. It's fun watching kagha and zevlor panic when they see her.

[9hels-a]

after all that fiasco with steam and losing my saves. (and spending hours trying to fix it) i ended up getting bg3 on ps5. i'm now ready to jump into a new campaign but can't decide what class to play so to help me decide... what's your fav class and why?? bonus if you mention race as well.

[raventamed]

@9hels liked for a starter !

"It was your plan all along, wasn't it? The deal, making us get the crown for you?" Of course Alinor has never been stupid enough to not suspect ulterior motives behind Raphael's aid and yet the full force of it hits them now. Her name is on the contract, the crown signed away before they've even won it. All to gain the hammer and hopefully an advantage in the fight to come. Perhaps their friends are rightfully calling it a foolish decision.

[9hels-a]

❛ very good. i was waiting for when it all- clicks- in that little illithid mind of yours. ❜ all honey and silk, his words were velvet smooth on a devil's tongue. a prideful fiend, he was proud and it showed in the way his devious smirk widens and the glee that shines in dark eyes. taking certain delight in stringing her along and all but gloats and goads. ❛  i'm so very glad we can move past all of this. the gentlemen act was starting to wear a little thin for my taste. ❜ there was no use denying the part he played. it was too late to retract his claws, that wrapped around her. and he wasn't going to let go. her name so beautifully written on the contract that was framed and on display in his house like glorified art ❛you've caught my eye since the moment you fell, desperately hopeless on that beach. i've been waiting for this moment for you to come knocking on my door. and that you did my dear.  ❜ such a wicked cruelty to laugh but he took pleasure from the horrid terror tearing asunder of her reality.

[9hels-a]

“My little meow meow.” 😤

[9hels-a]

gale blog when?

[wolfkcst]

Smug and confident in the way the warrior straddles his hips, and even more so when they managed to get the devil to lean back. By his facial expressions and the annoyance in his tone, Raphael acts like he is annoyed - and perhaps he is, but the way he threw the parchment away to grasp their hips was a telling sign. He is hungry, and Eivor shall provide. Legs immediately wrapped around his waist as soon as he stood up, letting out a shaky breath when he pressed them onto his desk and started to kiss them without any tenderness - it was rough, and it sent a shiver down the Vikings spine. Once he moves to their neck, they could feel their heart racing and their grip tightening a bit on his shoulder. ❝Gods... Someone is grumpy today.❞ They teased him a little, but they knew full well what was getting on his nerves. The contracts, but right now? Them. It was... Thrilling. They buck their hips back against his, letting out a growl and digging their nails into his shoulders. continued from here || @9hels

[9hels-a]

teeth sinking into their pearl neck , leaving a devil's mark a pent up anger that begged to be released. like a savage beast, the true monster that clawed underneath, he wanted to lose himself in them. raphael hissed at the nails digging into skin of his mortal shell. not suited for the occasion, he was instantly reminded.

without a word raphael gave them a dangerous look and withdrew, leaving them on that desk with his hand wrapped around their neck, not too tight but enough to hold them in place. amidst all his frustration, the corner of his mouth twitched, a small smirk playing on lips before a fiery flash, he shifted into the devil. baring sharper teeth and horns for eivor. his true form.

❛ take off your clothes. turn around and place both hands on the desk.❜ he demanded, raphael's dominant side was starting to show before he released his grip and sat back down in his chair.