“Saw you were taking requests and got excited!! Can i request aftercare headcanons for Rolan? Giving or receiving, doesn’t matter. I like to think about taking care of him just as much as the other way around :) “ - @alizha Aweeee, thank you, one spoiled tiefling coming right up. <3
Authors Notes/Tags: 850 words, fluffy and suggestive but no smut, spoiling that tiefling with some aftercare, rolan x reader, headcanons and a lil blurb, totally gender neutral reader, screenshot from @evil-sav and banner is mine, be nice I’m trying to get back into the pace of sharing my writing after losing a lot of self-confidence lol.
💋 He works so hard and carries so much on his shoulders. His siblings, the Tower, and most of all you — he devotes everything to his priorities with a singleminded focus you’ve always found sexy.
💋 He always wants to put you first and as your lover that seems double true. He’s attentive and affectionate, even after long days he finds a way to see to your needs and you never find yourself wanting as the subject of his affections.
💋 But it can be hard to be there for him — to pamper him the way he deserves. He’s always been self-reliant and even though you work to remind him, too often he can forget his own needs.
💋 Rolan is incredibly stubborn, you’ve learned not to try and change his mind once it’s made up, only opposing him when he’s being truly foolish. But all of this leads to burnout as he tends to run himself ragged.
💋 The cycle used to be a truly vicious one. But that was before he met you.
Now when it all weighs on him, becoming too much and he starts to feel the burden, that is right where he finds you waiting…
One such night finds you both lying in the sheets together, your bodies covered only in sweat and entwined from his attentions after a long day of work. He’s been more tired lately, overworking himself during the day and still finding time for you. It’s easy to tell just from how his body moves like it’s heavier as he wraps up near you, clinging close and letting a rare moment of vulnerability seep through.
Before his tail can coil around your leg and lock you into place beside him for the night, you move. With a quick kiss to his forehead, you ignore the needy groan for you to stay and run to fetch a few things from around your home. You return hastily, with a few towels, candles, a pitcher of water, glasses, and a bowl of fruit.
It’s not lost on you, that your beloved could accomplish all of this by magic. Grand displays of your love may not be called down from the weave, but it’s valued no less by your wizard lover. You can tell by the way he hums with joy as his tail swishes, while you clean his overheated skin with a damp towel.
After you are both clean and dry, you offer him a drink of water and a single grape. He makes the same pleased sounds as he eats, his head is relaxed back on the pillows, his eyes closed — he looks serene in this moment. You light the candle with a match and turn back to him, combing your fingers through his hair where it tangles through his horns.
His body gives a small jolt, eyes opening quickly and scanning about the room like he’s remembering something he still needs to accomplish, but you’re ready for that. Your hands trace loving circles across the infernal ridges of his skin, soothing him back to a place of calm.
“Rest with me, my love,” You whisper into his ear.
Too tired to argue with you, he lets the worry slip away and relaxes back into your embrace. He allows you to feed him another bite of fruit and takes another long drink of water. The smile that stretches across his face could light cathedrals and palaces, but it’s a warmth reserved only for you.
“You are so good, Rolan, handsome, clever, and talented and I love you so much”
You murmur the words he needs to hear against his temple, brushing away the tears that form in the corners of his closed eyes as you feel his tail coil possessively around your leg.
“I-I-“
His normally verbose brain is slow to form the words he wants to say as he relaxes into the comfort you provide. It’s in his nature to always reciprocate the kindness he is shown. Acting like he owes you something when in fact, the opposite is true.
His eyes open to yours and the affection he holds for you is plain, burning like the golden flames that color his irises.
“Shhhhh, just relax, I know.”
You offer as you press a kiss between his horns on his forehead.
With that, his eyes close and his body full relaxes. A small purring sound leaves his body, you can’t help but grin with satisfaction. There is something incredibly precious about the way this strong wizard is so soft in your hands, a responsibility of your own that you’ll never take lightly.
Rolan falls asleep, purring lightly, wrapped up in your loving touches and soft praises. Tomorrow there will be time for talk, for making sure he’s not pushing himself so hard. Tonight is for rest, for pouring your devotion into this empty man until it overflows and he is able to go on.
Because you can’t make him stop carrying the weight of the world, but you can make sure he never carries it alone.
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HEADCANON: You can’t convince me that Rolan is a virgin.
Don’t get me wrong, I’ve read a couple of fics where he is, and they were great. However, with the way he carries himself and his arrogant charm, he was bound to have at least a couple of sexual encounters. Also, the face card. Rolan just can’t keep the relationship long-term, because:
His temper can certainly be a turn-off for some;
He clearly dedicates a lot of time to his studies, neglecting other things;
He is insecure (explained in-detail here).
For a long-term relationship, Rolan needs someone who will be willing to extend their patience towards him first and foremost.
Can I request headcanons for Rolan reacting to Non Tiefling GN Tav, who is kind and patient even with how rude and mean he can be to you, understands that he had a hard life with a lot to worry & had experienced prejudice for being a Tiefling about as well as you're quite used to being disliked or hated even when you didn't do anything to them please? You also told him that he deserves to receive help and kindness too!
First of all, Rolan is not rude. He is simply decisive in his decision to dislike others early on.
It’s just easier that way as everyone, except for Cal & Lia, is only out for themselves in the end.
They will lie, cheat, steal, use, and abuse anyone to get what they want, and everyone is just mad that Rolan is so smart that he sees right through them.
He can’t tell what this Tav wants though. They’re just so damn…helpful, but he can’t understand why.
Of course, Rolan will be a renowned wizard one day, but for now he has nothing to offer them. Perhaps they are just hedging their bets.
After everything though, including saving him for an embarrassingly third time (this last one of his own design), Rolan finally sees that they are genuinely a good person.
Perhaps the last or only genuinely good person in the world.
Rolan may be abrasive, but he is also quick to fix his mistakes when he makes them. Apologizing and working to be a better person & friend to Tav in the future.
He doesn’t need help or kindness from others, though their sentiment is appreciated. But it does inspire Rolan to be a little more trusting of people. A dust mote’s amount. Though it is something.
Hiii! Could I request some angst/fluff jealousy headcanons with Rolan, Raphael, Haarlep, Karlach and whoever else you think might work? For f! (Or gn) tiefling Tav
hi love!! i'm so sorry i took so freaking long but the burnout is insane and i'm trying to get back into both art and writing but i hope this will be good <33
─ . 𝜗𝜚‧ content warning : mention of threesome (not actual threesome), mostly fluff, these are super soft, fem!reader, no use of y/n
─ . 𝜗𝜚‧ words : 2102 ( between 444 and 600 per characters)
( not proofread, english is not my first language ☆)
─ . 𝜗𝜚‧ rolan :
Rolan wants to pretend that he's not affected by anything, to keep his composure no matter how much his brothers and sisters tease him. However, he is far from indifferent when he sees someone trying to win you over using his own magical territory.
An elf magician was trying his luck by talking to you, surely thinking that an ‘exotic’ creature like a tiefling had probably never seen a magic trick. He was trying to charm you with coloured sparkles in the air sprouting from his fingers, letting little fireworks dance before your eyes.
His tricks were nothing extraordinary, but the braggadocio with which the elf tried to win you over as if you were an easy mark left a bitter taste in Rolan's mouth.
This pathetic amateur was displaying classic spells, ones you'd obviously seen before. But he had the nerve to get a little closer to you with each trick.
It was when he pulled a rose out from behind your ear that Rolan couldn't stand still.
A shower of scarlet petals fell from the sky. You looked up at the ceiling of the tower hall, but no one was throwing them, they were all coming down like snow from nowhere.
With a flick of the wrist, a few falling petals joined together to form two wreaths that impaled themselves on your horns.
Rolan calmly walked over to you, a smile and a triumphant attitude to his gesture as the elf seemed to blush with shame.
“If you're trying to charm someone who's worth more than anything your miserable centuries of existence have brought you, you'd better crown her like the queen she is.”
The elf didn't even say a word, glaring at him before leaving with a hasty step, Rolan watching him until he disappeared behind the tower doors. His gaze fell once more on yours, who also looked as triumphant as ever.
“Like the queen she is, hm?” you repeated.
Rolan's cheeks turned from poppy to cherry, the shelves and tiles in the tower suddenly looking very interesting.
“He had no right to take you for a fool,” he muttered.
You smiled, taking one of the crowns on your horns and placing it around one of his. You cupped his face and kissed him lovingly, pulling away from his lips to look into his eyes.
“All the other wizards may try, only you can enchant me.”
You kissed him on the forehead, moving to the reception desk to greet a customer as you said:
“Oh and,” you pointed to your flower crown, smiling, “I like these rings,’.
Rolan covered his face with his hands as he turned redder than ever.
─ . 𝜗𝜚‧ raphael :
Raphael knows that he has nothing to worry about when it comes to being jealous, because you're faithful to him and he only has eyes for you.
However, he's well aware that the fact that you're his partner can lead to a few mischievous people trying to get at you for various reasons.
The first, of course, is to use you as leverage for Raphael. They think you're his weakness, and while that's not entirely untrue, he doesn't want to involve you in his affairs.
Others simply want to push him to his limits, pester him until he loses his temper.
And others try to get close to you to try to influence you and get Raphael to do things for them. They know that in his darkest moments you're the light that holds him in place, and they try to play on that.
But he knows that no matter how hard they try to make him flinch through you, it's futile.
However, he can't help feeling annoyed when, once again, when Mizora is visiting him on business, she keeps ogling you.
Every visit was like that, with her making undisguised advances towards you, observing every outfit you wore and remarking on those you'd worn before, telling you that she'd buy you some better clothes to suit the beauty you were.
Raphael wanted you to be well dressed; he presented you with a variety of outfits and it was up to you to choose them. It didn't matter to him, you looked stunning in every outfit after all. But it was insulting that Mizora tried to tell him how his taste was awful through her advances to you.
He watched Mizora's insistence from his desk, her behind you, grabbing you by the shoulders to whisper something. Her tail wrapped around your waist, and that was too much.
"Mizora, I think your business here is finished for the moment, I'll study the file you've brought. I've got things to do for now, and I suppose you've got a busy schedule yourself. I'm not showing you the way out, you must surely know it by now."
Mizora gave a dry huff, looking Raphael up and down with annoyance.
"Perhaps your little love could show me the way back ?" she teasingly suggested, looking at you like you were her next meal.
"Don't you have other tortured souls in need of help to care to ?" he sighed, unamused by her comment.
She hummed, frowning at him before disappearing in thin air.
Raphael was about to say something, his lips parted, but you cut him off.
"By the Nine Hells, I thought she'd never end," you sighed loudly in annoyance, slamming the book you were clutching brutally and putting it back on the shelf.
To say that Raphael was surprised was an understatement; he looked at you, mouth agape and eyes wide as you approached him.
"To think she can defeat the master of charm at his own art, in his own house," you said, one of your hands resting on his chest as your middle and index fingers mimicked two legs going up to his shoulder, "devils truly think they can win it all, can't they?’’
He smiled, one of his hands coming to rest on the small of your back to press you closer to him. His free hand came to grip your chin, his thumb caressing the skin of your lower lip.
"I did win it all, didn't I, my little mouse ?"
You smiled, kissing just the corner of his lips without ever touching them.
"I could say the same, my devil."
─ . 𝜗𝜚‧ haarlep :
To think an incubus would be jealous would be ironic, especially for Haarlep. They have taken so many lovers, are not attached to anyone, and their very nature generally isn’t used to making attachments that pull that hard on the strings of their desire-red heart.
Except you. You’re obviously the only one that matters to them, the only one that actually considered them as something more than an object of lust but as a real being.
This connection is something they want to protect, to keep as theirs, as the only thing they ever considered they could have for themselves.
So obviously they are not much of a fan of the fact the Archivist is trying to hit on you.
Being stuck in the House of Hope, they spend their time like they can, and most of the time they spend it with you. Not just because they love you but because you’re the best company they had in an eternity.
And this idiot thinks he has the right to come near you like that.
They see him, trying to have your hands touch when you’re reaching for a tome in the archives. They see how he tries to get closer to you to show you an inscription in one of the many books in the stacked shelves of the room.
However their patience runs thin when you climb on the ladder to get to the higher tomes, and he keeps it steady while his eyes are shamelessly on your ass.
“Little one ?” they call, “why don’t you come over here and read to me ?”
Without questioning them, you go down the ladder under the confused eyes of the Archivist. You walk up to Haarlep, sitting next to him as you open the book, but he stops you before you even start.
“Come on, love, you know you’ve got a much better sit than that.”
They pat their lap, and with a little smile you sit on them. They lace their arms around your waist instantly, pressing their cheek against your neck as they hug you and you start your read.
They keep their eyes planted in his as they press a kiss on your neck that makes you giggle, placing pecks on your skin and making you laugh.
“Are you even listening to me ?” you ask, turning to them with a smile.
“Of course I am,” they assure you, one of their hands coming to caress your cheek before softly kissing your lips. “Please, continue.”
As you set more comfortably against them and continue reading, Haarlep’s eyes go back to the Archivists who’s biting the inside of his cheek.
You’re too immersed in the tome to notice how Haarlep is glaring at the Archivist, their tail circling around your ankle.
It’s silent, Haarlep wouldn’t dare to interrupt you again while you’re reading, but their eyes speak for it all : Mine.
─ . 𝜗𝜚‧ karlach :
Karlach isn’t jealous that easily, she trusts you more than anyone in this world after all. she knows you care for her, more than anyone ever did, and most importantly you’re the person she trusts the most.
she has more complicated matters to worry about than you being interested in someone else, such as her heart problems. so naturally, she is not jealous that easily.
One evening, however, you were staying in an inn for the night. You had gone to the counter to collect your orders, as the old couple running the inn had become less adaptable and lively and were no longer serving the food.
There were quite a few people there that evening, and the little children helped them as best they could. It was while you were waiting at the counter that another tiefling struck up a conversation with you.
Karlach was watching you from afar as she sat at your table, seeing you smile, then laugh as the stranger chatted with you.
Suddenly her heart felt cold. It was obvious that the man was trying to flirt with you, whispering something in your ear, and you were doing almost nothing to interrupt him or push him away.
The orders finally arrived, and you came back to the table smiling.
"You won't believe the conversation I just had," you began excitedly.
Karlach thought you were going to dwell on the fact that he was funny, funnier than her, better than her in your eyes.
“Oh yeah ?” she asked nevertheless before taking a sip of her freshly arrived ale, never wanting to break your happiness.
“Yeah! He tried flirting with me, and when he asked if he could buy me a drink, I told him I was taken already.”
Karlach’s shoulders untensed instantly, whatever fear or doubt she had about herself vanished in the air.
“As if he had a chance with you,” she laughed along.
“You don’t know the best part yet,” you leaned towards her to lower your tone, “he asked me if the one I was with was the super hot tiefling lady at my table.”
Karlach blushed as she heard that, hearing from the mouth of other people that she was hot - other than literally hot - always felt so unusual.
“What happened next ?” she asked, leaning towards you as well to hear you better.
“I said yes, and he came to whisper to my ears,” you leaned towards her until your lips were grazing her ear, “would you two be interested in a threesome ?”
Her mouth fell open, the sensation of your lips on her ear like so and the lust-filled suggestion whispered to her was almost enough to make her forget about her previous worries.
You pulled back, grabbing your fork and knife to start your food. “I gently pushed him off, that doesn’t interest me, especially when I have the best partner I could ever wish for. He’s gonna have a hard time being better than best.”
Karlach’s heart was ablaze again, fueled up for the entire night, hells, the entire week.
“I can still make sure you get your ride tonight, sweetheart.” She suggested, tilting her head to the side.
“Finally an offer I can take,” you smiled, bringing your cup of wine to your lips as your eyes set on hers.
“How long till you’re done eating ?”
“Five minutes.”
“Poor owners, they might have to buy a new bed after us.” she laughed.
Could I request headcanons for Wyll, Rolan, and Zevlor react to being stuck in close proximity with gn crush?
Warnings: None!
Notes: These may be a little short/uneven, but these were so cute to write!! Anon, you've become such a prominent asker, that I'd love to give you a nickname of some sort, if you're comfortable with that! <3
My requests are currently open! My pinned post (found here) contains both a list of characters I write for, and a masterlist! Original character list - please request for these too!
Wyll
Wyll is a gentleman about the whole situation - or at least he tries to be. He gives you as much space as he is able to, even though he's squishing himself into a corner, he's more than happy to do that so that you're comfortable.
He tries to keep up conversation with you, to try and distract from the somewhat uncomfortable situation; mostly mundane questions, like 'What's your favourite...' or 'Have you ever...'
It's also partly to distract you from the fact that his cheeks are burning hotter than the hells. Who'd have thought it'd be easy to fluster the Blade of Frontiers, even if it were only slightly, by being so near to him?
He cannot take his eyes off of you. Not even for a moment. He tries, at first, but finds it astronomically difficult, and eventually just gives in. He loves gazing at you - your presence brings him such peace, even in such a compromising position such as this.
Once the two of you are found/make your way out of the confined space, Wyll apologises - even though it was not his fault - and offers to make it up to you at some point, by however you see fit.
Rolan
Rolan is entirely speechless. He cannot find the words to say anything to you, not even a half-handed snappy quip. His eyes rarely meet yours, and are rather more often aimed off to the side, or somewhere above your heads. It's... Quite awkward.
You try anything to break the silence between the two of you;
"Can you move your leg, please, Rolan?" Followed by a quiet shuffle as Rolan tries to move a little bit further from you but still remain comfortable. It is of little use on either front, but he tries.
Any question of "how are you feeling?" Or "You okay?" is met with either complete silence, or a quiet grunt of acknowledgement.
Rolan doesn't know what to do, he's never been in a situation like this before - much less a situation where he can't find the words to express himself. His heart is pounding against his ribcage, harder than he can recall it ever being in his life. He's entirely tense, and he has no idea what to do; his normal confident facade has completely crumbled away, leaving little besides anxiety, and a slightly fuzzy feeling in the pit of his stomach whenever you speak.
The first chance he gets after the pair of you can separate, he all but disappears from view - for several hours. You had wanted to talk to him about it, but couldn't find him anywhere.
Eventually you do find him, but as soon as you bring up the situation, he turns his gaze from you;
"I... Would rather not dwell on the situation... If it's all the same to you." He's just too flustered still to be able to process any of it.
Zevlor
Zevlor is constantly asking how you're feeling. "Are you sure you're well?" followed a few minutes later with, "Is there anything you need? ... Yes, I am aware I can't go and get anything, but I'm sure you understand the sentiment..."
He constantly asks you if you're alright, comfortable, etc. Neither of you know how long you're going to be stuck in this situation, so is completely understanding of the constant need to shuffle to keep your limbs from going dead. This being said, he'll always tell you if he's going to try and move himself, just so that he can try not to kick you, and you can brace yourself just in case of this outcome.
He tells you of his time in Elturel before it's descent into Avernus, his time as a Hellrider, all sorts. He finds it very easy to share things with you, since he's so sweet on you - it would usually take some probing for anyone to get that kind of information out of him. But, since he would like to establish more of a relationship with you, he's willing to part with some of it.
Once the two of you are out in the open again, Zevlor double checks that you're okay.
"I would have hoped to have had some of those conversations in a more... Traditional way. But, I suppose, one cannot deny the deft hands of fate, hm?"
I'm bored so here are my ideas for fanfic plotlines about bad things Rolan has done, as a way to explore character flaws, or just because you want to see your blorbo in pain! Feel free to use these in your works but credit me for the ideas.
Abandoned his child, who was a product of a one night stand with a tiefling woman, because he hates vulnerability and is sure that he'd be a bad father anyway. And — if you dig deeper than that — because he feels like he's already sacrificed too much and too many dreams just looking after his current family (Lia and Cal). He pretends he doesn't know the mother or his son when they cross paths with him.
He's addicted to magic. His untrained and unsupervised interactions with magic as a child doomed him one day when he touched a powerful ancient totem — too powerful for a child. But it had made him feel transcendent. Stronger. Happier. Now, as an adult, his thirst for knowledge of the arcane is actually a mask for his hunger to consume all things magical. He loses a piece of himself (literally or figuratively) every time he gets his hands on another powerful totem, scroll, weapon or person. His point of no return is when he decides to trap and keep Dame Aylin all to himself instead of fighting for her release as he does in canon.
Accidentally killed somebody when a spell went terribly wrong. He covered it up out of fear, panic, and psychosis. But he's been carrying the weight of it even now, decades later. He can't accept anyone's love and pushes his friends, family, and love interests away. Because if they knew he was a monster, would they still want anything to do with him?
Let me know if yall liked this and if I should make more, and/or for other characters too.
Can I request headcanons for Dammon, Rolan, and Zevlor react to his gn crush accidentally confessing to him?
Dammon, Rolan and Zevlor If Their Gender Neutral Crush Accidentally Confesses To Him Headcanons
Note(s) : The reader isn't Tav or durge they're just sort of a random person, I don't think the race is ever specified (correct me if I'm wrong) and neither are any described features or their class.
I'm not too knowledgeable of Dammon, Zevlor and Rolan's character in BG3 and I'm so sorry if the characters are wrong.
This is a mix of random general relationship headcanons as well as the random confession.
Dammon
He's all about outwardly caring for those he loves and he understands that love can come in many ways, he had a strong love for you before you had even confessed aloud, a mix of platonic and romantic feelings that he would showcase by doing tasks for you.
Whether he gained his crush first or you did doesn't matter in his eyes. What matters to him is that he doesn't know if you liked him back for quite a while, not until you had confessed that is. Dammon's not the type of man to make wild guesses about romance, even if you're more affectionate he doesn't think anything of it because some people are just like that with their friends and he thinks that it'd be presumptuous to assume.
He decides to eventually try and court you by making you small items or helping you as much as he could with his blacksmith job, things like necklaces, bracelets, maybe even armour, whatever you prefer, really.
Dammon isn't a fan of the typical Tiefling courting rituals, they're the same as humans but with violent and sarcastic speech, along with playful teasing and pushing their object of affection around. Of course, he won't judge if you do that to him, he can take teasing, but he much prefers to show his love through affectionate actions and words.
When you confess to him he gets more excited than embarrassed or flirty, he adores you and to know that you feel the same way as he does gets him a little giddy. He won't even realise that this could be embarrassing to you or even uncomfortable, straight away asking if you'd like to go on a date or be a couple. He does apologise after he realises how forward he's being though.
Rolan
In a relationship Dammon is very much someone who shows his love through acts of service, he'll craft things for you, help you with your job(s) and even just random tasks you might not want to or be able to do by yourself.
Sometimes he'll make random pieces of jewellery, he says that it doesn't matter if you want to wear them all the time, just as long as you like them. He accepts any gifts even if they're not something he likes, he can find a way to make it practical.
Dammon loves to tease you about your shy confession, in public and private. Unless you directly tell him you don't like it he'll randomly bring it up during conversation, when you're being cocky or teasing him it's an easy and fairly cute memory he can use to make fun of you.
Cooking is something that's interesting for the both of you, I don't think that he'd be too good at cooking or baking, not so horrible that he'll burn down a house, but not really good enough that you'd be able to have a lot of his food. Don't get him wrong, he'd love to learn, but he does prefer to have you cook while he gets ingredients and helps with any part of it that doesn't require anything that requires experience or talent in cooking.
His cuddles are very shifty, I don't think he likes to stay still for long and so you'll constantly be switching positions and he'll tend to play with your hair or hands if you let him. He might roll you around so you're laying on top of him, he's on top of you, you're sideways and hugging him, or he's hugging you, it generally just depends on how fidgety he feels on that day.
His kisses are short, he likes to give a small peck to your lips every few moments. Whether you're busy with your work or he is with his blacksmith work, then boom, kiss out of nowhere on your cheek or neck, he loves to catch you off guard and laughs whenever you get surprised by them.
Rolan personally doesn't do the typical tiefling courting strategy, of course he's sarcastic, but he's not going to be spewing out any violent speech when it's supposed to be a romantic hint to his feelings toward you.
His reaction would mostly depend on how it happened, and I can mainly see it going a few ways. Either A, you accidentally blurt it out during a conversation directly to him, or B, he overhears you talking about your love for him in some way, maybe going over a confession you're planning with a friend or you're just ranting about how much you like him.
If you blurt it out during conversation he's certainly surprised, but he is wondering if it's some sort of joke even if you're not that type of person. He will absolutely ask if Lyla or Cal put you up to this. Whereas if he overhears you he's much more likely to believe it's genuine, and he won't strut over while the other person is still there, he'll wait until you're done with the conversation and then strut over.
Whatever the way it happens, he will a hundred percent tease you about it. Nothing too heavy and it's mainly a ploy to confirm that you do in fact like him, just so he can make sure the situation is correct and he's not just assuming. He'll just outwardly say things like 'So, you have feelings for me?', 'a birdie seems to have told me about your feelings.', etc.
When you confirm you do in fact have romantic feelings for him he's over the moon, of course he won't outwardly show it and attempts to act suave, he's failing miserably and stumbles over one or two words at first, with false cocky arrogance and deepening his voice to try and make you more embarrassed than he is. Although, if you look down at his feet you can see that his tail is swishing back and forth.
In a relationship he's a mix between awkward and suave, he loves to tease you but if you tease back he gets huffy and storms off, not because he's angry, but because he's just so embarrassed. Especially if you do it around his siblings, Cal and Lia will help you make fun of him but he won't forgive you, unless you give him a kiss or gift him a new book and then it's history.
Rolan will sometimes remind you of how you so forwardly and awkwardly confessed to him to try and make you embarrassed, whether or not if you actually bite back or not doesn't matter, but he loves to do it when you flirt with him first. Oh, you think you've caught him off guard? Well, here's his ultimate trap card! Unless you're not embarrassed by it, then he's stuck trying to remember some other event that could make you embarrassed.
Zevlor
He's not too great at cooking but he can absolutely try for you, he's better at baking because of the strict step by step instructions, but for cooking where it mainly relies on taste and altering recipes he can struggle a little. Rolan does that cute thing if you like to cook or bake where he wraps his arms around you from behind and gives you a lil' kiss.
His cuddles are very 'bear hug' like, when you're spooning him he always asks you to wrap your arms around his waist and push yourself against him fully, he adores the closeness and comfort of it. When he's spooning you he does the same, arms around your waist, his face buries in your neck, making sure to position his horns away from your face. He prefers cuddling in bed and laying down rather than sitting up or on the sofa, the sofas smaller so it makes it harder to get comfortable in his opinion.
Rolan's kisses are always short and sweet, gentle and usually he'll give two or three pecks in a row because he can't get enough of you. Sometimes he'll kiss you for longer or more passionately, usually if one of you is upset or had a long day and just needs one another to relax.
So, Zevlor's not exactly the most confident or well sought after in the romance department. His age shows on his face and many people seem to be turned off by it, of course there's the whole issue with his past that many tieflings dislike him over, which they make painfully clear.
Although of course, one man's trash is another's treasure, that's where you come in. You both express interest in one another, if you don't catch on due to differences in culture, a general misunderstanding or complete obliviousness, that's up to you. But Zevlor does try to court you.
Regardless of the fact that he's single and has been for a while, he still values romance to some part. Even though it's not to the point that he actively wishes for a relationship or is miserable outside of one.
Overall, Tiefling courting rituals are similar to human courting rituals, but with a lot more grim gallows humor they use to cope with being shunned in most societies that you might not be comfortable with. In Tiefling spaces a common dark joke is 'The fastest way to a man's heart is to either make it laugh it up, or cut it out of him.' If you are a Tiefling, or perhaps from a culture or a specific race that has similar courting rituals to a Tiefling, then he will most likely just stick with what he'd normally say. Nothing too intense, but definitely things that would make a stranger unaware of these traditions to raise a brow.
If you're a non Tiefling he might try to dial back what he would typically do to court one of his own race, in his years he understands that many races or cultures will show love through kind actions, but for Tieflings, courting is all about sarcasm and being a bit more 'violent' verbally. But, if a Tiefling didn't like you then they wouldn't pick on you.
Many Tieflings in the grove are already, painfully so, aware of your little crush on the old Tiefling man. Whether it's because you've talked to them about it or because you're just so obvious, gossip can spread like a wild hellfire, everybody will know even if only one person does.
He most likely had one or two flings in his time, but to hear someone so suddenly admit that they have feelings for him is rather new, and, let me just say, I think he would have some clue before you even said it out loud. Zevlor would never outright think 'they love me', but perhaps would be under the impression that you admire him in some way, especially with how many tieflings try to hint to him that you do love him.
I don't think he would even attempt to court you if he didn't think you'd be at least a little interested.
Obviously if you're reading this you most likely want Zevlor to reciprocate your feelings and accept your confession, which he does, his confession back isn't blunt per se but he definitely gets his feelings across without mincing any words.
In a relationship he's a little awkward at first, but definitely not shy. It's mostly because it's been a while since his last lover but he also wants to make it work with you, but after a few weeks he really does begin to settle in. He'll suggest activities to strengthen your bond, like cooking meals for each other and the other tieflings, training with weapons or fighting styles either one of you might not be perfect with or against, and sometimes just taking a stroll around to admire nature.
Zevlor will adore it if you bite back with equal sarcasm, he is never outright rude, especially if he knows you can't handle it, but he does love a good playful back and forth.
I don't think Zevlor would ever tease you about your awkward and sudden confession in public, maybe with a few close friends of yours or his, but it's mainly when you two are alone and it's usually just if you tease him first. It's a fun little inside joke between you two that you can always find humor in.
Zevlor's great at cooking that can give you energy and also taste good with minimal ingredients, it's nothing spectacular that you can eat thousands of plates full of, but they're always able to give a pep in your step. He, however, isn't too good at baking, and so if you like to bake then he appreciates some lessons when either of you have the time.
I think he'd be rather awkward and stiff if you ever cuddle for the first few times, after a while he does learn what you both like and how to position himself to be comfortable for each other, but he feels very cumbersome especially if you're laying down. Zevlor prefers to cuddle on the sofa just sitting next to each other one arm around another's waist style.
His kisses are passionate and like the movies, that's the best way I can describe them. He wants you to know how much he loves kissing you and so he takes your breath away every time, if either of you are busy or in a rush he will give a small peck to your cheek as to not make you dawdle.
