Warnings: mentions of death, mourning, and depression
When she lost her parents in that terrible accident... You didn't know what to say... After all... what can you even say when something like this happens? "My condolences"? "I'm sorry this happened to you"? "You don't deserve this"? You didn't know what to do. So you just stood there. Heartbroken for her, trying to reach out, something, anything... Instead, you opted to give her what she needed and what was harder to giveāspace.
She needed space; you made sure she knew you were there if she needed anything.... But...
A few days passed... And you saw her less and less until she didn't come out of her house at all. She wasn't responding to anyone, and that's what made you terrified. You tried to visit her, but she never opened her door.
One desperate day you hunch your shoulders in defeat; she wasn't opening the door... You were considering calling the police or the fire department when suddenly you see a strange white top hat on the floor. You look around, not spotting anyone. You approached the hat when it suddenly moved away as if caught by wind... Except... you didn't feel anything, not even a breeze... On the floor, in the same place it had been, there was a pamphlet. Picking it up, you see it's advertising a theater to see the amazing Balan... Riiight... The illustration showed a strange man with a top hat that covered half his face. Recognizing the top hat, you look up to where the top hat was, only for it to have vanished completely.
Considering entering a theater right now was completely insane, but you felt something... a strange pull towards it... hope. It was completely illogical to feel hope in this situation coming from a visit to a theater, but it did... And the place was conveniently close by. So... you went.
The building looked a bit... void. Like there was a show you just missed, but that didn't stop your feet from heading towards it, nor your hand from opening the strangely unlocked door and entering.
Looking around, it does feel like you just missed something, but before you can shout "Hello?" for anyone to hear, there is a very tall, very glittery dressed... Being in front of you. Spotting you, the tall, strange, grinning creature smiled happily, and before you can scream, he's on you, examining your heart, hurling you to a chair, and dancing around you with great fanfare as he hands you a strange-looking...
Chicken? And pushes you through a door all the while speaking in rhyme.
Landing unceremoniously on what was called the Tim island... Yes... Apparently the little chick creature was called a Tim. Trying to recover from what you can only describe as complete madness, you freeze as you see a place covered in snow.
The tall showman, Balan, addressed you a little bit more calmly now.
Balan:
"You wish to help your friend.
Well, you better see that to the end.
That is her heart now, cold and freezing.
So this means you better start moving."
You: This... is her heart?
Your voice is sad and heartbroken.
You: I should have been there for her. I should have done something. I-
Balan interrupts you. Not unkind, quite the opposite, his voice a small but unwavering light.
Balan:
"Moping about yesterday doesn't help your friend.
Present actions, however, may just mend a heart."
A strange determination sets in you, and with a nod, you request the tall maestro for help. So you go through her stage; you fumble and fall but still stand tall. Anything to help her, and in this strange world you actually believe you are making a difference. You defeat Negati and the final boss after much effort, sacrifice, and the help of Balan, Tims, and the own denizens living in her heart.
After thanking Balan and returning to the world, you race towards her home. As you arrive, you see her opening her door. Her face is still a frown; her smile as she sees you is weak, but you smile radiantly at her effort and hug her as tightly as you missed her.
The next days weren't easy. Balan's Wonderworld can only do so much. So you take baby steps with her. You go with her where she needs to go. You remain with her as she finds the right therapist for her. Whatever her choices in her own healing journey, you make sure she knows you're there for her. Never just with words, but with actions as well. Some days are better than others, of course. But whenever you feel her slipping, you remain there to catch her. It takes patience, stubbornness even, but when she smiles... when you see her take those healing small steps, relief and happiness flood you, and how could you ever turn away from that?
Sweet!! I have a request..fanfic! I wasnāt sure which character you write for but Iām leaning towards redson from lmk ( love me a tsundere ) who has a fem partner whoās very shy yet cuddly and wants affection from him since heās busy with his machines but of course this is making the fire prince flustered since heās never seen her that way and it gets worse when she says with a cute sad doe eyes ā please kiss me ā and boom. The rest is up to you! Hopefully this was okay!
Alright!!
Redson x shy!reader
Weeeeeellll opposites do attract but oh boy.
To have fallen in love with you was not easy on the flaming prince. He was of royal status. He couldn't waste his time with peasants much less so when he has the duty to build and conquer to gain the favor of his own parents. But then he meets you, a shy little mortal peasant and he scowls. When he isn't able to hear you he is LOUD and curt.
"SPEAK UP PEASANT!"
Your hurt expression does give him pause and he readjusts his temper slightly. A veeeeery tiny fraction. At first.
He does begin to like your presence though. You actually listen to him to all his ramblings, you grow fascinated at his technology and even though you don't understand his more technical terms you edge him on. So he begins to search for you when he has brilliant ideas for new mech. If he has your phone number expect him to call you at odd hours and rant to you about his latest invention and plans all the while on his bed kicking his legs with a huge smile on his face. If you complain about the hour he will get a bit snappy after all why should he respect your weak sleeping schedule. He does take note of it and kiiiinda tries to respect it. When he remembers that is. This man/demon is full of work so he's going to forget what hour and what day it even is. But he does feel fortunate to have you. While his parents treated him as a disappointment you were there fascinated and loving his every invention.
As time passes he drops the "peasant" around you.
MK tired: Stop calling us peasants...
Redson with a greatly offended expression: Excuuuuuse you Noodle Boy! I called you all peasants! *points at you with his hand* They are superior to you. In fact! *he shoos away MK from around you with a disgusted look on his face while gently dusting you off the Noodle Boy's germs off you* Stay away from them, don't bother them, don't look at them, don't infect them with your very presence. Come along dear let's go enjoy civilised company together.
Yeah... He is trying... If you point out he was rude to MK be prepared to chase a flaming Redson after MK on accounts on trying to poison you against him.
You: Please stop trying to hurt MK.
Redson smiling after a while of this repeated topic of conversation: I wouldn't dream of it *secretly presses a button to deploy several robots and weapons to carry out the job*
Invitations to his home and workshop, feel pride my shy human mortal, for you get to see the genious at work! You even try to help out when he vehemently prohibits so. You are his guest and his workshop isn't exactly... Mortal friendly. He will treat you like royalty in return for you caring about him all the while denying it. Point out his blush and he will snap that it's just the heat from the lava. And speaking of this, he will sometimes work without a shirt on and then it's your turn to blame your rosy cheeks on the general heat.
Redson: Excuse me, they asked for no pickles *now threatening the clerk* IS THAT SO HARD FOR YOUR PUNY MORTAL PEASANT BRAIN TO COMPREHEND?!
Yeeeeah he has a temper and it causes problems in his everyday life including you. He will not apologise.... By words I mean. He will leave you trinkets and acts of service. Builds you a robot for protection or build you a super cool (and deadly) vehicle.
Now about trying to show this man physical affection... Will be hard. Redson's not a very touchy person as he is deeply indoctrinated into his noble ways. And nobles do not touch unless a specific protocol is followed. So it has to be introduced in small baby steps.... You know.... Gently.... Like trying to disable a bomb.
He won't hurt you but he will flinch away and give you a look of discomfort and suspicion. Insist and be prepared for a lecture on proper etiquette.
When he FINALLY gets that he loves you... Well his world shatters. He starts to overthink and have panic attacks. How would his parents react (they have known for the longest time)? How would he court you? Should he stick to ancient demon ways to court a human? By formal kidnapping? Should he learn the human peasant ways? Eugh! But should he? Etc, etc.
He begins to shower you in gifts made by him. Super cool armor to protect you that ends up with so many functions and customization that you can't move at how heavy it is. Like I mentioned before a robot buttler, a robot bodyguard, a robot cook.... You know what? Just move in the mansion and you get a robot army. You think he is kidding... He is definitely not. The mansion has room and protection and he will make sure to attend to your every need plus you will stay close to your one only genius. Deny him and he will do as he always does..... Makes even more effort that ends in new explosive failures. One time the Monkey Crew even asked him if he was trying to actively kill you.
When you two finally get together.... You're not able to touch him, even get near him thanks to his fire powers go out of control at how happy he is. Even his parents thought for a second that he had the Samadi fire back.
He is a demon while you're human so it is a relationship that has a learning curve on the both of you. Most intimacy happens behind closed doors. On one hand you have to initiate by verbal statements.... Which due to your shy nature it's hard. Plus he is more often working than not and so you don't want to bother him. But once you do say your piece he will finish his project fast to give you the cuddles you crave.... Well almost, as he is still stiff trying to engage in less formal ways. So be prepared for him to be like a stiff manequin as you're the one that have to whether tell him or put his arms around you to what you find acceptable. Say you want kisses and I hope you're wearing layers of non-inflamable cloth or you may get burned by his embarrassment or even eagerness. He controls it with time thanks to "training" (constant cuddles and kisses). Nonetheless you'll sometimes look like a freaking forge master as he tries to reign in his flames while you try anything new. Every Winter is a blessing, 10 out of 10 cuddles, while every Summer you'll need to crank up the AC or you will die (and yes you are forbidden to deny him affection. It is LAW).
Either way once he gets the hang of it..... Be prepared to have a very clingy boyfriend as he is extremely touch starved. He, formal and set in his ways as he is, WILL include in the daily schedule hours for cuddles and other forms of affection... If you get yourself a minute or micro second late you WILL be scolded. Initiate your best affection or you'll never hear the end of it.
Note, i sent this to someone else but they deactivated before they answered it, so i'm sending this to you.
So, we find our dear reader in āBattered Angelā who's an unfortunate soul that crossed paths with the wrong messengers of god. Ultimately leading to them crashing into the mortal realms earth face first, charming.
Meanwhile, the Devil was sulking about his failed murder attempt of the yung cup and was about to start another tantrum when suddenly it was interrupted by a loud thunderclap. Frantically looking to where the sound came from it led his eyes upon a line of smoke forming within the tall forest. Curious, he ventured deeper into the forest and quite literally stumbled upon the perpetrator.
In front of the Devil laid a battered and broken angel, his eye twitched at the multiple bruises that littered their body. Their halo that once shinde a brilliant light now dim with some of its pieces spread across the forest floor. Not unlike what happened to his, but what irked him the most was the state they were in. Usually he wouldn't care, much less of another fallen angel, god knows he's had enough of thoseā¦ But this was ā¦ different. Your wings, they looked like they had been ripped off forcefully, only the stumps remain, he winced at the thought. When the former angel was banished from heaven his wings were incinerated, two scars taking their place, notā¦ this. In conclusion, this wasn't an act made by god, but somebody else.
His first thought was to just straight up kill you, and he was close to doing it too until a thought occurred to him, if you were not sent down by god, and you end up missing, then other angels would start looking for you. And if he kills you then he's going to get into a lot more trouble than he's willing to deal with (a part of him also just feels bad but he disguises it with stubernes). So begrudgingly he teleports them into hell to have them patched up, and that's where your story begins.
(i might continue on this but my creative drive is running low)
It's a good one. I can almost see the Devil's ooooooof face while looking at the angel. And maybe poke it gently with his pitchfork to see if the angel is alive
You were just going to fetch something. Totally normal, innocent and completely unaware of your surroundings. When suddenly you hear a yelp!
You freeze and as if in slow motion, you look at your foot, then at a tail, your gaze follows the trail of the tail to its owner being none other than Sun Wukong who is bearing a heartbreaking expression of absolute betrayal and hurt in his eyes. Immediately you stepped off his tail!
Your apologies started as well as the poor monkey King caressed his hurt tail away from you. You begged his forgiveness but he pouts and turns his back to you.
You know his tail was sensitive so in your natural guilt you told him you'd do anything. His ears perked up at that "Anything?" he asked to which you replied "Of course".
If only you could see his smirk...
He turns to you teary-eyed as he says: "Cuddle with me? " and immediately you sit on the couch with him, cuddling him and giving him kisses. Overall comforting him.
If you try to move away he WILL use your guilt against you.
"Where are you going? I see, you just step on my tail and then leave me" you narrow your eyes at him but you relent and he happily welcomes you into his arms with grabby hands peppering your face with kisses and then nuzzling into you with the biggest smile on his face.
That's right, you are stuck with him the whole day. Everything that day, you do for him.
"Wow! We should make a holiday out of this day!" as soon as you turn to him with a suspicious look on your face he continues "As the day you mercilessly stepped on my poor poor tail" one hand dramatically set on his forehead as the other caresses his tail for emphasis.
You made him his favourite food and you watched his favorite show that has him as the main character till you pass out.
The next day comes and you watch over the training session with MK. You watch as they spar when MK accidentally hits Wukong on his tail. MK grimaces, apologizing to his master while Wukong just laughs.
"It's ok bud! It's sensitive but not THAT sensitive, see?" he then uses his tail as an improv chair to show himself off... that is until you appeared behind them, hands on your hips, fury in your eyes.
"Oh, I definitely see." The Monkey King, Sage Equal to Heaven froze, his expression one of horror. "Peaches ~~~" he tries but to no avail. You are fuming!
How dare he use your guilt against you! You were really worried for him. you storm away with a very apologetic King on your tail.
Let's just say the next day was your day cause there's no way this immortal monkey will rest until you forgive him.
Macaque
When you step on his tail not only do you jump from his yell, he is genuinely crossed with you. He doesn't even let you apologise, he just pouts and goes into the shadows, leaving you there yelling "I'm sooorryyyyyy!
The day goes by with you trying to call him without success. Successive texts apologising were ignored.
You made his favourite food for dinner when he showed up. With teary eyes, you latch yourself onto him apologizing.
"Heeyyy! What are you talking about? Oh! Do you mean my tail? It's ok, it was an accident!"
"So you forgive meeee?" you ask him with big eyes.
"Sure" he chuckles "Wow! you made my favourite food! Today just keeps getting better! A whole day's nap and a great dinner!"
"Come again?"
"Yeah, I was upset and went to walk to let some steam and see if my tail was alright but then I forgave you, saw this nice tree and started writing my next play based on this event and took a nap till now- Why are you looking at me like that?"
"I tried to call you several times! I left you texts! I was worried!"
"What texts?" he goes to check his phone when his face got horrified at the number of missed calls and unbelievable number of unread texts. He looked at you sheepishly, his hand went to rub his neck "Caaaaaan you believe I had my cell on silent... ?...... Heh..... Silly me..... Heheh..? "
Now it was your turn to pout. You were worried about the very relationship and he was napping??? You turn your back on him, as you stomp into your shared room.
"Wait! I'm sorry alright? Where are you going?"
"NAPPING!"
...
"Sooo, does that mean you forgive me? Sugarplum? Come on!"
You quickly forgave him however since no doors can stop your shadow-wielding cute boyfriend into cuddling in an absolute apologetic mission.
Wally has been looking for you everywhere but no matter how much he tries he just can't find you. Were you playing hide and seek? But if you were surely you have heard him calling quits.
He knows you are still in the neighbourhood. He would be able to feel it if you even tried to pass the border to run away. You're just so stubborn. Life in the neighbourhood is so much fun. So much better than your world. Why would you ever want to leave? Yet you do, breaking his heart everytime.
Well, if you aren't going to show...
He turns into a general direction and asks.
"Oh dear, I can't seem to find my partner anywhere? Could you help me find them?"
These words filled your heart with dread. You were hiding nearby and his words made you remember that you are in a world that is a show. Kids at home would surely rat you out.
"I know, I know, we're playing hide and seek. But it's been a long time and I am worried. Please help me find my partner!"
You carefully shake your head, you couldn't see the audience as Wally could. Wally could see everything.... So you just shook your head and other signs for the kids not to tell where you were.
"They're over there? Ha ha... Thank you!"
Hearing this you bolt running away as fast as you can.
"Oh my. Now they want to play tag. Guess I'm it. Thank you friends. Guess I need to run after them huh? Ha.. ha.."
Wally leaves the screen at his last ha.. and runs after you as if he was a golden medal champion. "Wait up neighbour!"
At the vision of having a tremendous fast puppet with a menacing glare after you... All you can do is scream in terror as you are tackled to the ground.
All you can do is remain in the arms of the strangely strong puppet.
"ha ha... Silly neighbour. Always wanting to play. Ha... Please remember.." Wally's voice changes into something more threatening "Never. Stray too far now."
I feel like after a while the Devil wouldn't care that much about his image when he's around you in public, sure he wouldn't do half of the things he would do in private but he's a lot more loose then what he used to be.
I can get why the Devil might be wary of others attacking you, there's no doubt that he would have a roster of enemies, but here's the thing, he's the Devil. Most people, even if they had something against him, wouldn't go after the one thing that could hurt him. Simply because of the thought of what he would do to them in the afterlife. But there's still gonna be those that are dumb or intoxicated enough to try something asinine anyway despite their better judgment.
One good way of getting his attention in almost any instance is to scratch his chin, a promise of what's to come if he behaves (namely cuddles, kissing, and more scratches). I wouldn't recommend doing this while he's on fire, that's when you stay oway until he calms down.
Speaking of courtmanship, Considering the era the cartoon takes place in and what it's based off of, you can't convince me that the Devil wouldn't participate in those lovey dovey scenarios with his darling, albeit in his own mischievous ways. For example the garden scene in the 1935 cartoon āMusic Landā. Hiding behind corners to give his lover a delightful fright, kissing up their hand to their cheek just for them to playfully pull oway, giving him a cheeky grin. General stuff like that, he'll play along for now, but when he's had his fair share of fun he won't hesitate to pounce.
Another cartoon that actually got me interested in checking out cuphead again (the game) was āThe Cookie Carnivalā 1935 short. Mainly the fact that, as far as i can remember, this is the only cartoon of that era that didn't depict the Devil character as an antagonist. That alone opened the floodgates for some very sappy ideas.
On an unrelated note, when I was writing this I had the songs āHaunt, The Cartoon Heartā by Bear Ghost and āDo it all the timeā by IDK But They Found Me stuck in my head. For what significance these songs have is honestly up to how you interpret the lyrics and how well they compliment the Devils character. Though i think the first song encapsulates the conflicting emotions he's feeling, like that highschool crush you had but sinister and unyielding. While the other sounds like someone that has danced that dance before and knows what they're doing. Like how I view the game version of the Devil.
Out of all of my crushes I decided to project my little old timey heart onto it was the Devil, stay classy me.
Hope you don't mind me sending some romantic ideas surrounding the devil from the Cuphead show to you? But if you do mind, don't hesitate to tell me, or just ignore this. (also, good work btw)
Of course, please do. I might be a bit slow on writing them but please feel free
20 days ago someone asked me for this but unfortunately Tumblr ate the ask so I don't remember the user š but remembered the ask! So here goes:
The Devil x Gn! Angel Reader
Well, well, well, how WAS your fall?
Well he used to be an angel too before he was unceremoniously kicked out due to... Heh... History. So color him surprised when he sees an angel of all things in his domain.
He had to rescue you from getting bullied by the regular denizens of the Underworld where they wanted to clip away your fluffy feathered wings. With the rise of an eyebrow while he looked at you, judging you and asking you what are you doing in the Underworld. Have you fallen from grace? Took a wrong turn in the geological or morality compass? It matters not, your presence will be met with irritation, annoyance and if you happen to be a true angel inside as well as out, you will be straight up irksome to him. So naturally he will keep you as a pet.
He misses Heaven though he will never ever admit it. So guess what? You're not going back. Suffer as he has... Kinda. He cannot be overly cruel to you... If you play your cards right of course. But he will never let you go back. You landed on his turf so evidently you belong to him now. If you behave nicely he will give you some freedoms such as walking around his abode without escorts but do NOT stray from him, "Not every demon is as handsome and compassionate as me, dear." He swears he developed a sixth sense when you (accidentally or not) stray a bit much to his liking. He gets snappy with everyone till he reaches you and (gently) grabs your hand to move you next to his throne before he incinerates everyone. Heck, the demons learn this very quickly, so any meetings with their boss they will look for you and kindly ask you to join (you're an angel, so you won't refuse the shivering demons' request...)
On the off chance you are an angel that he used to know be prepared to be relentlessly mocked by him, and him alone.
Not many get to interact with you as they fear their lord's wrath and consequently his pitchfork. Henchman is the only obvious exception. He is far too devoted to his master and thus has the Devil's trust.
You thought you'd have to learn about the Devil by asking Henchman but to your surprise not only the Devil tells you of his life he sets up a whole theatre act around it. When you genuinely clap at his performances his grin could not have been bigger. Finally! Someone of culture!
You bet that after you applaud him you just sealed your fate. He will try to convert you to his ways. He wants you always by his side being his "Yes-angel". Of course, since you are your own person/angel fights are gonna happen when you disagree even the tiniest bit.
Be ready for his tantrums. His very fiery, very dramatic, 6-year-old-worthy tantrums. Fortunately, since you are an angel you have powers, so you can block his fire (Henchman and King Dice have used you as a shield more than once. Not just as a flame shield but they believe their boss grows a bit soft at your general presence and you are a literal angel, you'd protect them anyhow... Right?)
Out of curiosity, he will investigate the why of your fall. Was it a logistical error that you were sent to Hell and not Heaven? Or something else. Won't ever tell you if he finds out though. You'll never know he is investigating your past either. You will suspect it however when his teasing gets a bit more personal tho.
Has pet your wings more than once. His wings were fluffier and prettier than yours (his words) but he misses his wings sometimes (would never let anyone know). If you envelop him in your wings... He complains all the while getting comfortable and sighing. Will even feign a glare or two, but you can see totally he doesn't really mean it.
Do not EVER give the Old Scratch a ride from you. For one he can fly, another reason is... You'll have to give him rides EVERYWHERE. Should you refuse him... He will become so dramatically heartbroken which in turn plays your heartstrings to the sound of guilt and... Dammit it works.
Despite his constant complaining he enjoys your company a lot. He even starts seeing you as an equal. He even starts falling for you (after he mistakes it for allergies and keeps a distance from you but then he misses you and like a cat he will impose himself for you to give him all the attention).
You'll only ever believe he loves you when he protects you from his less loyal minions or lost souls unfortunate enough to even touch you. His wrath will know no bounds.
The Cuphead brothers once tried to "free" you by literally grabbing you and escaping the place. To the brothers' absolute surprise not only do you tell them you want to stay, the Devil himself gets vicious and unrelenting in getting you back he almost manages to get their souls. Fortunately, your immediate "surrender" and staying by his side manages to somewhat calm him. The brothers definitely make a mental note to never do that again EVER.
Do not expect this boss of demons to say he loves you. He has a reputation to uphold mind you. Nooo, you're the one that must take the initiative.... And after him teasing the sh*t out of you for even saying such a thing he will accept the relationship. Be prepared to be always in his arms in private. He has to be touching you almost constantly in some way, even if it is his tail wrapped around you. Will complain and mope around though (like a cat) if you say something about it.
Be ready to be covered in his fur as he is ready to have some of your feathers somewhere on him. Any witness that blurts out something about it it's immediately dealt with.
Astarion gracefully demonstrates his experience as a rogue by avoiding all the traps and fantastic feats of stealth to get to a treasure and comes back to the party just as gracefully with a taunting smile towards Shadowheart.
"I must say I'm impressed, Astarion. You've been getting exemplary lately. Care to share? ā
"Oh my dear, just experience that's all. You'll get it... Eventually."
Shadowheart's lack of a smile brought his smile even upwards. He would never tell a soul about his "training" however. And the reason for why was able to become an artist in the ways of subterfuge was none other than you.
You see.... At night when he has come to feed he has encountered... Some challenges. Though it is true you gave him permission to feed now and then it would seem your sleeping body had other ideas...
One night, he opened his mouth to bite and got immediately struck with the back of your hand as if you were shooing a mosquito.
He would be quite offended had he not known you were asleep. He tried to change to the other side of your neck that night but as he was placing his leg over you to get to the other side you gave him a kick that swept him off his balance making him fall ungracefully to the floor. How you didn't manage to wake up was a mystery but he had decided not to push his luck that night and retreated.
The very next night he had had your permission again and confusion as to why he didn't bite you the night before and he lied with all his teeth saying you were so peacefully sleeping that it would be wrong of him to disturb.
Knowing you to be deep asleep, Astarion took matters seriously and approached you silent as a mouse. Unfortunately for him that night Scratch was feeling playful and barked. Astarion tried to shush him stressfully but fortunately you haven't awaken just changed your sleeping position mumbling something in your sleep. Unfortunately for Astarion he didn't have time to deem that action cute, as your palm was suddenly facing his general position and magic was gathering there and released a fire spell he barely managed to avoid. The action however woke everyone up and as the party was at the ready fearing an attack. Astarion managed to lie again saying there was an attack but he dealt with it saying they could thank him. Everyone narrowed their eyes at him and went back to their respective resting places.
Astarion sighed in relief, they bought it, but gave you a fearful glance... So you can cast spells while asleep too?.... Well that's just perfect isn't it?..... And here he thought the tadpole was the weirdest thing it happened to him... But he wasn't a man to simply give up such a lovely treat as your blood and now his honor was on the line. Game on.
Astarion went through everything, brilliantly planning his next move while pacing around his tent. "I could use a heavy armor.... Nooo... Too much noise... Maybe I could go butt naked, less noise! Buuuut.... If the party were to wake uuup.... It could lead to something unpleasant. Ah HAH! I got it! I'm simply brilliant ~!"
And so as nights went on Astarion managed to find you better resting places. Gentlemanly clearing away all the sticks and leaves and making sure you were clear from anything that could provoke sound. Next he asked for Gale to spare him a magical armor for no reason other than he needing to face a big enough prey. It wasn't a complete lie...
On this quest Astarion bought Scrap's silence and talked to him. The dog was apprehensive when he mention he was going to bite you but he promised he wouldn't hurt you and the dog nodded.
After all that Astarion's mission was a success. Your blood all that much sweeter after all he went through. He suddenly open his arms to the night in victory.... But soon his eyes open wide to his mistake as he feels the magic gathering around your palm. "Shit-" is all he can say as he is blown away. His cries heard by the party and when they arrived on his less than ceremoniously landing site he just shrugged them all off saying he they should have seen the other guys.
So yes, Astarion would rather die again than to let anyone know how he got better at stealth. Little did he know they all already knew and there was a bet going on.
And little did they all know the real reason your sleeping body was so much in defence mode.
The Emperor smirks, he is your protector after all~
Gortash going pale: Daaarling... There you are! *he smiles pleasantly, while internally his mind races desperately trying to find which specific evil plot you are mad about and how to explain himself *
Baldur's Gate 3 - Raphael x Gn!Reader... Kinda.....
Let's just pretend certain...canon events didn't happen for this.
Raphael paces around his boudoir in pure frustration. That group was almost unbearable but their LEADER! How could they not see the advantage, the pure salvation, the easy road he was offering to them over a simple trinket. True a very powerful crown of a trinket but still!!
Harleep follows their master with their gaze with a mischievous smile spreading as they speak: You look so tense, maybe I can help with that~
Raphael: Harleep... *he points a threatening finger at them* Not now!
Harleep: Oh? But I really think I can help *they shapeshift into your form*
Raphael stops in his tracks, his face morphs in confusion, then, shortly after, realization.
Raphael: you mean they made a deal with-
Harleep: uh-huh~
Raphael: Well now *he grins* you may indeed be of use.
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Reader hugging and stuffing their face in the pillow trying not to wake up the rest of the party as the nth orgasm hits and they are praying to the Gods above Harleep wherever or with whoever they are to stop.
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In the aftermath, Raphael stares at the ceiling.... Coming to the frightful realization that he preferred much more the original being than a very proficient incubus copy: Crap.
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