What I hate most is the rampant sexualization of Astarion. Reducing him to a mere object of fantasy, drawing him in explicitly provocative poses, creating edits that just scream "look at this hottie" — it completely misses the point of his character. The hypocrisy is staggering: the same people who create this content often feign horror at his canonical history of sexual exploitation under Cazador. It's sickening. I have zero respect for this mindset and actively avoid artists who contribute to this kind of portrayal.
My first try at yandere, I hope it's decent, but I had a lot of fun writing this as a warning I'd but kidnapping and a bit of violence in here if I missed something please let me know but I think it's mild yandere in general.
"So that's how mortals treat their hero of baldrus gate?"
Raphael snickers as he walks around your little home on the outskirt.
Rolling your eyes, you turn your attention back to the paper in front of you, hoping that he'd stop mocking you about every little thing that doesn't come from him.
"Please leave me alone, Raphael. I'm content with what I have." You say annoyed.
But Raphael wouldn't be the devil you know if he'd just leave you alone.
Even before defeading the elder brain, his constant unannounced visits and scolding, pushed you to ultimately sign his contract.
Humming, he walks up behind you, putting his warm hands on your shoulders. His thumbs draw little circles, immediately soothing your tense muscles.
"Those peasants don't know your value. They shoved you in this claustopic place, forcing you to even work for them. Have they no shame?"
His hands suddenly hardend their grip and you fear that he might actually hurt you.
"But me, little mouse," his hands relax as one of them slide up to your jaw, and the other one wraps around your throat, forcing you to look up at him, "I'd treat you like the most priced treasure I own."
It's not the first time, the devil proclaimed that he'd like to have you as his little trophy by his side while he rules over the nine hells.
You can't help but feel hypnotic by his rich voice. Promising you a life with no hard work, a life where he'd give you everything you desired, a life where you could devote yourself to all of your hobbies which he would support and the only thing you need to do is be his little pet.
But there's a little voice in the back of your head, warning you not to get close to him. He is a devil. Even if he wants to be good, he'll hurt you one way or another, and these days, he's been visiting you more often, trying to make you ultimately submit to him.
Swallowing, you put your hands on his, squeezing them as you try to form a complete sentence but to no avail.
He lets go of you, steps back and turns your chair around so abruptly that you let out a little squeak to which he chuckles, obviously enjoying it.
You frown at him, gripping your armchair to steady yourself, the papers scattered on the floor.
"How many times do I have to tell you? I don't need you, and I never will. I'm happy with my life now." You don't want to give him the satisfaction, so you try to stay calm.
Raphaels expression is challenging and sly, he steps between your legs to look down on you which makes him seem so much larger than he actually is, even in his human form.
Putting both of his hands on your cheeks as he bends down towards your face, "Why don´t you come in my house of hope? I can give you everything you desire. What more must I offer for you to be by my side?" he whispers against your face, his eyes stare directly into yours.
Even though you defeaded the elder brain, broke the shadow curse and fought against the three chosen ones, you don´t doubt that Raphael wouldn´t be able to kill or even torture you, especially with the crown in his hands.
Again, you find yourself unable to form a proper sentence to which you try to squirm out of his grasp, afraid that he´ll lock you up just like he did with Hope.
From all the letters you've read in his house you can assume that she was in the same position as you are right now.
Your breath goes uncontrolled and you feel panic spreading inside your body, you´re suddenly aware that you´re all alone, no friends, no weapons and no armor.
You liked your time alone as you are more of an introvert, but you failed to sense the vulnerability that comes with it.
His borad shoulders blocking the view behind him, making it impossible to think of an escape plan.
The devil in disgues seems to notice your fear, and he can´t help but fuel it by showing his true form, chuckling as you try to push him away.
"GO AWAY!" You scream and try to scratch his face. He shoves you away when you manage to cut his cheek, and you knock over with the chair and hit your head hard.
Even though you feel dizzy, you try to get away from him and crawl away from him as your body is sent into a flight or fight mode.
As you reach the window, you hear a scoff and feel Raphael yanking you away from the door towards him by your ankle.
He pulls you under him, keeping you pinned against the floor while you scream for help, regretting the choice of rejecting Wyll's offer to stay with him and help him around the gate.
A hand stiffles your noise, and fat ugly tears roll down your cheeks and his hand. You're kicking and hitting, only hurting yourself against the hard wooden floor.
Raphael is tsking at your behavious, "How pathetic you are, I guess I can understand why they shoved you here in this hole, all alone with no one on your side" his hand on your back presses you down as if he wants to break your spine in half, his tail holding your legs together.
The warmth is unbearable and it feels like his hands are burning your skin. He snaps his fingers and suddenly you find yourself in his house of hope.
Finding yourself in an unfamiliar room, and as he lets go of you, he walks up the stairs to his throne. You turn around and sit up to see him up there with his legs spread, looking down on you "Don´t worry now, I´ll take care of you, and make sure that you're safe." he flashes you a wide grin.
You clutch at your shirt, trying to think of a way to inform your friends or a way to escape, but before you could even calm down, there are three debtors coming your way.
Immediately you try to run away but two tackle you down as you try to fight them off and you even manage to knock one out but it´s been too long since you´ve been doing anything physically and it shows because the other one holds your hands behind your back as the third one puts a collar around your neck.
Raphael´s laugh booms through his throne hall as the one carries you back only to throw you in front of the devil´s booted feet.
"If I were you, I wouldn´t try to leave this house or try to take it off. It´ll only hurt, little mouse." his voice sickly sweet.
Propping yourself on your fours, not accepting the fact that he would do something like this to you. But the second you try to remove the collar an unbearbale pain shoots through your body, as if thousand of nails are being pierced through your body and you can´t help but let a high-pitched scream out.
But the adrenaline in your body allows you to try again even if the pain is unbearable. He sits there relishing in your screams and counts the seconds when you will give up.
You fall to your side, letting your tears fall on the floor. Raphael shifts his head to the side, expecting more defiance from you, a bit disappointed that you gave up this fast.
You only stop because you feel yourself slipping out of consciousness. Looking up at the tall ceiling, you try to stay awake as your body tries to cope with the pain while you taste your own blood on your tongue.
Raphael allows you a moment to ground yourself again, even though he enjoys your suffering he doesn´t want you to kill yourself so quickly.
"Come here, pet," he orders after some time as he pets his thigh, signalling you that he wants you on his lap, and to his wonder, you still have the guts to deny him by turning your head away from him.
Suddenly, he pulls on an invisible leash and yanks your lying body towards him, and before your head hits the stairs, you lift yourself up on your fours.
He stops and raises his eyebrows questioningly, and you have to bite down on your tongue and swallow your pride as you slowly make your way to his lap.
As you lower yourself on his lap, he brings out a tissue to wipe your face clean, and you let him, too exhausted to fight the pain again.
He doesn´t recognize you. You who once stood tall and fought all sorts of monsters are now shaking and sobbing in this frail body. The thought making him smile because it was all his doing.
He puts his arm around your waist as he guides your head to rest on his shoulder. "I think you´ve punished yourself enough for scratching my cheek, dont you think?" You don´t answer. Instead, you try to grasp the fact that Raphael managed to trap you like this while catching your breath.
"There, there," he pets your head, "it´s OK now, I´ve got you," he coos in this sweet voice of his, "I´ll take care of you, little mouse" his wing comes over to cover you like a blanket.
You can´t help the way his warmth makes you sleepy and sluggish in his arms, and as your eyes close, you hear him promising to keep you for eternity.
WYLL BABY YOU ARE MY SHINING STAR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! GRAHHHH I LOVE DRAWING HIM SO MUCH... his puppy dog eyes and sharp teeth as so important and near and dear to me
Raphael can already guess what´s been on your mind. With a smug grin, he hushes you with small kisses on your face, which distract you successfully.
Giggling, you try to push him away from you, but he only holds you tighter against him while proceeding to cover your face with his little kisses. "Come on, doesn´t my little mouse like kisses?"
He suddenly lifts you up in his arms and presses his face into your chest as you squeck and grab his shoulders, afraid to fall down.
"Raphael!" You try wiggling out of his hold but to no avail. He´s determined to bring your thoughts onto something completely different, even if it´s only for some minutes.
Suddenly there´s a knock on the door and the dwarven woman walks in. "They´ve left-" both you and the woman stare at each other with wide eyes.
Your cheeks heat up, and the whole situation makes you incredibly embarrassed. Raphael simply turns his head to his assistant while still holding you in his arms.
"That´s fine, they will come back. Everything to its proper time, Korilla." he mumbles, and the woman doesn´t even bother to ask who you are or what you´re doing here and just leaves.
The man turns around and lays you down on the bed, only for him to follow suit.
He puts his head on your chest while you try to calm down from the embarrassment. "Don´t worry, she works for me. There's no need to act coy now." he squeezes your belly while mumbling into your chest.
Your hands find their way to his hair and start petting it, to which he gives a peaceful hum.
"We still need to talk..." you whisper, hoping not to anger him again or make him run away like last time.
Sighning, he props himself up so that each hand is by your sides while his knees are beside your hips, practically caging you in.
"I don´t want to freak you out... You're my little mouse, and what will become of me when I scare my precious mouse away?" his voice and eyes hold so much sadness it´s as if he is certain that you´ll leave him for whatever he's about to reveal to you.
You offer him a small smile, "but I´ve promised you to stay with you, no matter what..."
Raphael gives you a sad smile to that, not believing you.
Suddenly, fire wraps around his body, and a high-pitched scream leaves your body as you shut your eyes and take your hands away.
Hesitantly, you open your eyes again, and before you, is a red-skinned devil with four horns.
Opening your mouth only to shut it close because you do realize that it's your Raphael, but why is he a devil?
His wings spread behind him so the only thing you´re seeing right now is red.
Slowly, you touch his face with your fingertips as tears well up in your eyes. Raphael shuts his eyes in pain. He can´t bear seeing your tears, especially if it´s because of him.
You feel his heat radiating from his body, and you´ve never guessed that the presence of a devil could be this comforting, but somehow you feel betrayed and lied to.
"Why haven´t you told me sooner?"
Raphael opens his eyes again, sighning he leans into your hand. "Because that what we had was too precious to destroy." He admits truthfully. And the way he's speaking as if your relationship is over breaks your heart.
Your mind should be racing. You should be mad for hiding this, and the fact that this whole time, he has been a devil whom you've shared intimate moments with, should be scaring you.
Yet you still trust him.
Biting your lip as you blink away the small tears. Your hands wander above to his horns, touching them softly to which Raphaels eyes brighten up.
"Will you accept me? "
His voice breaks, and you can't help the ache in your heart. "Of course I will, youve showen me much more kindness and love than any other human I know, but don't think you'll get away with this." You try to lighten the mood.
You sit up from under him and he does it as well. Only now do you realize how much bigger his devil body is even though he's still sitting.
You take his hand into yours and admire his claws, wondering if he could still be as gentle as in his human body or if he might accidentally scratch you with them.
"I need to be honest," you start "I'm happy that you're not hiding a family or an another wife beside me" you take a deep breath "but from now on you'll need to be truthful with me."
Raphael shifts closer with a relived expression. "This," he gestures to his body, "is the only thing I've been lying to you about and the reason I'm like this is because my mother died was because she decided to have a kid from an archdevil Mephistopheles... who is my father."
You bring your hand up to his cheek while you squeeze his hand. "It must have been so hard for you."
Slowly accepting the fact that even if he's a devil, he's still your raphael. The one who is always so gentle, polite, and always there for you.
He picks you up and seats you on his lap, hugging you very tightly as if you're about to run away. Your head tugged under his chin, and after some seconds you can feel his tears falling on your hair.
His body is trembling, and you guess this has been affecting him more than you would have imagined. Your hands wrap around him and pet his back while his wings come around you two, wrapping you two up.
You don't dare to say anything because you know how much he hates vulnerability. He probably thinks that it's a sign of weakness, so the best you can do now is to just stay by his side and let him have his moment.
The man before you asks in a serious tone which caughts you off guard.
Is he joking? You ask yourself, you and your lover were only joking a minute ago where you've asked him if he would still love you if you were a worm.
"What do you mean? A devil?" You sit up in your lovers' arms to have a better look on his face.
Sighing, Raphael sits up as well and leans back at the headboard, taking your hand in his.
"You've heard me, mouse." His stare intensified, and his hold on your hand strengthens, which suddenly makes you a bit anxious.
Smiling softly at him, "Of course I would love," but you can't shake the uneasy feeling inside as you watch Raphael think about something.
"Good, see, it wasn't so hard to give me an answer now"
Raising your hand to cup his face as you realize whats going on, poor Raphael, he believes that he's a bad man and not worthy of love.
It's no wonder, he did tell you how he grew up without a mother but a terrible father.
"Raphael, my dear, you deserve to be loved no matter what," you peck his nose as your other hand cups his cheek to squish his face, "so don't doubt it, yes?"
You offer him a big smile while he squeezes your waist in a loving way as you can see his face relaxing before chuckling low. "I'm... I'm aware, my sweet little pet"
Idk if I should turn this into a fic
I'm kinda in love with the idea where he Hides his true nature from the reader to not scare them off maybe because he genuinely fell in love with them or maybe because he loves to see how far he can go and destroy them 🫠🫠
