#mammon tiefling

[thesleepykettle]

I hope you've brought a worthy offering for Precious.

(Nude alt on my Twitter 💕)

[violadesdragons]

[ultravioletwinters]

!! for the oc ask game :000

omg thank u! sorry this took so long to post lol

Delight is an OC i’ve never really talked about here so :D left is original, right is pokemon AU…

They’re around 24-25 years old, 5’5, they/them in general and they/she pronouns in Pokemon. They love a good snack, like to play with light and flames, and their favorite color is green! They often ramble or talk in a stream-of-consciousness style, and are earnest about making friends.

I think this is gonna need a readmore for backstory 😂

They were an interesting ward, often taken care of by the local clergy in Kamordah, due to their perceived uselessness at making wine. Their perplexing obsession with Pelor, despite their anything-but-diurnal nature, confused the priests that attempted to educate the child and guide them towards a more fitting form of worship. Despite the guidance, Delight found their way into the scriptures of Pelor at night, learning to conjure a spectral hand to hold their candle to read by: they were completely determined to become his disciple. One night, after they had read every word written about Pelor in town, they awoke. They found themself at the temple, greeting it with the dawn (for once), and as the sunlight hit their face, they felt something change. The sun shaped amulet they always wore around their neck glowed hot, the roots of their hair became shock-white, and they knew that Pelor was watching them. They set out then on their journey, to discover how others interact with Pelor’s light, even if it means stumbling into the dark…

They were an interesting ward, often taken care of by the local clergy in Kamordah, due to their perceived uselessness at making wine. Their perplexing obsession with Pelor, despite their anything-but-diurnal nature, confused the priests that attempted to educate the child and guide them towards a more fitting form of worship. Despite the guidance, Delight found their way into the scriptures of Pelor at night, learning to conjure a spectral hand to hold their candle to read by: they were completely determined to become his disciple. One night, after they had read every word written about Pelor in town, they awoke. They found themself at the temple, greeting it with the dawn (for once), and as the sunlight hit their face, they felt something change. The sun shaped amulet they always wore around their neck glowed hot, the roots of their hair became shock-white, and they knew that Pelor was watching them. They set out then on their journey, to discover how others interact with Pelor’s light, even if it means stumbling into the dark…

this campaign didn’t last long but i think it was a very neat intro and one day i hope i can play this version of Delight again!

❤️‍🔥 Pokemon AU!!!

Delight is a Houndoom gijinka! She started off a normal child, but ten years ago, when the Plasma Event occurred, breaking the society of the Unova they knew, they changed. At age 14, they woke up with a throbbing pain in their spine, a small tail, nubby horns, and sharp teeth. Their transformation into a houndour gijinka was not not particularly welcome in the pokemon-fearing resort town of Undella, so their artifact-obsessed parents sent them to the Abundant Shrine to Landorus they’d previously done archeological work at.

At the shrine, Delight was trained by its resident Ninetales (Delight became her little meowmeow) and pseudo-parented by the Chimecho gijinka shrine maiden, and given a partner Audino named Didi (who really likes berries and not much else). She painfully evolved into a Houndoom after an emotional battle and split with a former friend, after a rough training set. Bony growths sprouted from her upper spine and occipital skull, extra metal braces materialized around their wrists and ankles, and their hair began to grow shock-white at the roots. Their horns curled and sharpened to points. They threw themselves into their training and their study of Landorus, further shunned from the town.

One winter, an anomaly began to grow and the winter slated to last a month lasted the whole year: Ninetales sacrificed a great deal to protect the crop-dependent shrine town, and retreated into the mountains to slumber. Delight’s faith in Landorus was strong, but this shifted her respect to her mentor: where was the guardian of the land, why was their mentor, a non-legendary pokemon, protecting it instead?

[c0rvidbones]

Nychtus "Desire" Mot

Oathbreaker Paladin of Night

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Desire is a half firbolg tiefling who is incidentally also sorta the blood of Mammon. He's got a lot of Issues and used to have a twin brother named Sol, who was the sun to his moon, and who he adored and swore to protect with his very life. You can imagine what broke his oath. He has been an unkind man since then.

[in-maidjan]

gotta say playing with barbies is my favourite part of BG3

[dark-nat-ones-blessing]

holy water cannot help you now see, i've come to burn your kingdom down

sometimes i think about if Nothing hadn't survived session 16. she would have made such a kickass little revenant.

(see, i was dead when I woke up this morning and i'll be dead before the day is done)

[macabrecabra]

Helltober 19: Greed is Good  “Our Lady of Greed, miserly Mammon, for whom brings the greed of all to bring misery upon the worlds with promises of empty wealth and empty treasures. Blessed be she in her glittering façade of beauty”

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FINALLY finished on this one 83 got ambitious for one of the helltobers, wanting to really bust out the glitter for Greed! In Obscuraverse, the most powerful hellspawn are the seven monarchs who are seen in a saint sort of view, honored, but not technically worshipped. Mammon technicaly doesn’t look like this (far FAR more monstrous!) but this appearance of her is what is comically depicted c: 

[smoft-demons]

MC gets turned into a tiefling

I have had an idea!! Imagine,, MC gets into some magic bs, touches a cursed book Satan left lying around or trips over Solomon mid-experiment or some shit, and gets turned (temporarily) into a D&D tiefling. (Not using strict D&D rules, this is mostly just vibes. This setting doesn’t super work with D&D, as we all probably know)

You’ve got horns and a tail! Your teeth are sharper, your pupils are slit like Levi’s, you’ve got some sharpened senses and boosted magic and fire resistance. Maybe you even automatically know infernal now.

All that’s very cool, but it wouldn’t take long for the dumb baby tief shit to start happening. You’re a human, you’re not used to being shaped like this!

I’m imagining Lucifer, going just a bit broody over their human. Lucifer’s hand shooting out to catch your horn before it slams into a door frame. Lucifer sighing exasperatedly, suppressing laughter with all his willpower as you get tangled up in fabric as you try to put a hoodie on, because you’re not used to making normal clothes work properly with horns. He’d help you sort it out. He’d fuss over you like the mother hen he’d never admit he is.

Then Mammon, outright laughing at you when you step on your own tail or close a door on it—laughing at you, but still not hesitating for a moment to help. Tending to your injuries, checking you over and reassuring you without missing a beat. Being the very good (and a bit annoying) big brother that he is. He’s had lots of practise at this—5 little brothers worth of practice. Your tail lashing in agitation if Mammon doesn’t quit making fun of you, and Mammon softening, because that’s such baby Satan behaviour and he can’t help but melt about it.

Your body language mirroring Levi’s even more than before, and Levi sometimes having to turn around and stuff his fist into his mouth so he doesn’t scream about how endearing that is. Levi, adjusting the way your headphones sit on your head to accommodate for the new horns. You and Levi watching an anime together, both your pupils blown wide open in excitement. Your tails are swooshing happily in sync. (Beel was coming to collect you two for a snack run, but he just HAS to film this)

Beel, giving you satisfying stuff to bite, listening patiently as you screw up speaking in a new way, because your teeth are suddenly longer and sharper. He’d be reassuring and non-judgemental about that learning curve. About all the times you’d inevitably end up cutting your own lip or tongue on those new sharp teeth, too. It’s mildly embarrassing, but he would remain chill. He’s nice like that.

Asmo would help you maintain your new horns. He’d have all the products needed to keep them as pretty as possible. He’d want to take over styling your hair (because you can’t do it the same as usual now! There are horns in the way!) at first, out of both novelty and caring for you, and then he’d teach you how to do it yourself. He’ll still wanna do it for you sometimes though. You know Asmo, he can’t resist spoiling his MC. He’d be one to fuss over minor injuries… but he’d ALSO be one to want to test your new (slightly) increased resilience with products that were just a little too strong for you as a human. Like, a face mask with fire salamander ingredients that WOULD burn a human’s skin, but not a demon’s. Someone would have to step in to remind him that there still might be risk. Tiefling =/= high demon lord!

I imagine Asmo probably gossips with Mammon and Satan in infernal, about whoever they don’t like from RAD or wherever. I imagine the twins probably use infernal together too, just for minor references and things that are not worth the time to explain to you. I imagine they’d all be in the habit of using it for things they don’t want you to hear, like if they’re planing to surprise you. Imagine the surprise for all of them when they comment among themselves in infernal and suddenly their human (who is shaped like a tiefling) replies!

Satan would, upon learning that you know infernal now, make you read every untranslated story he has that he thinks you’d like. He’d get excited about experimenting with your boosted magic. He’d understand when you lose control, like if you hurt yourself while cooking and then instinctively react with hellish rebuke, setting the whole stove on fire by accident. He gets it! Imagine you and him doing the synchronized tail swoosh too.

Belphie would put pool noodles on your horns like a baby goat so they don’t accidentally stab him. Again. Belphie would tangle his tail up with yours, maybe to be annoying, maybe to be affectionate. Who knows with him tbh, it’s probably both. Belphie would be one to make fun of you for getting stuff tangled up in your horns, or stepping on your own tail, dumb baby tief stuff like that. He’s used to being the weakest, babiest demon in that house! But, since it’s you, he’d probably find some enjoyment in getting to baby (and make fun of) a younger, smaller demon (or rather, human newly shaped like a demon) in the family. Just because it’s you, I imagine he’d enjoy taking the role of older sibling for once. Just because it’s you.

(Should I make a proper headcanons/oneshot post about this?)

[jackalgulch]

TIEFLINGS IN JACKAL GULCH

In Jackal Gulch, tieflings are both born and made. Some tieflings are those that have made a deal with a devil, or their ancestors did and now they bear the burden. These tieflings can appear perfectly normal, like a regular human, dwarf, or elf. However, they are devil-marked, bearing the brand of one of the Archfiends on their skin as a constant reminder that their soul has been sold. Other tieflings are hellspawn, descendents of fiends, with similar characteristics and appearances to the tieflings of other settings. As a tiefling you gain the following traits from your lineage:

Ability Scores. Choose one of: (a) Choose any +2; choose any other +1 (b) Choose three different +1

Size. Small or Medium

Speed. 30 ft. 

Darkvision. Thanks to your infernal heritage, you have superior vision in dark and dim conditions. You can see in dim light within 60 feet of you as if it were bright light, and in darkness as if it were dim light. You can't discern color in darkness, only shades of gray.

Hellish Resistance. You have resistance to fire damage.

Infernal Bargain. As part of your damnation you can leverage favor in your life, though never without a cost. Before you make a roll, you may choose to give yourself advantage on it. If you do so, the next roll you make must be made with disadvantage. This disadvantage cannot be negated in any way. You can use this feature a number of times equal to your proficiency bonus and regain all expended uses when you finish a long rest.

Devil's Mark. Whether you are considered hellspawn or devil-marked, you gain access to the magic of the fiend your soul is sworn to. You learn a cantrip at 1st level, a 1st-level spell at 3rd level, and a 2nd-level spell at 5th level. You can cast these spells once each without expending a spell slot and cannot again until you finish a long rest. You can also cast these spells using any spell slots you have of the appropriate level. Intelligence, Wisdom, or Charisma is your spellcasting ability for these spells when you cast them with this trait. You choose which ability when you select this lineage. 

Mark of Baalzebub. This mark evokes mettle to dissolve any challenge. You know the Corrosive Touch cantrip. Starting at 3rd level you can cast Shield. Starting at 5th level you can cast Acid Arrow.

Mark of Balor.  This mark evokes burning fervor. You know the Produce Flame cantrip. Starting at 3rd level you can cast Hellish Rebuke. Starting at 5th level you can cast Scorching Ray. No tiefling, born or made, can gain this mark by being your descendant since Balor's death 20 years ago. 

Mark of Fierna. This mark evokes glee and fascination. You know the Mage Hand cantrip. Starting at 3rd level you can cast Faerie Fire. Starting at 5th level you can cast Spray of Cards.

Mark of Graz'zt. This mark evokes power and guile, both fading. You know the Minor Illusion cantrip. Starting at 3rd level you can cast Silent Image. Starting at 5th level you can cast Darkness.

Mark of Lacrima. This mark makes a mockery of the god Pholtus. You know the Thaumaturgy cantrip. Starting at 3rd level you can cast Command. Starting at 5th level you can cast Calm Emotions.

Mark of Mammon. This mark evokes domination. You know the Friends cantrip. Starting at 3rd level you can cast Charm Person. Starting at 5th level you can cast Suggestion. No tiefling, born or made, can gain this mark by being your descendant since Mammon's death three years ago. 

Mark of Malphas. This mark evokes intelligence and tenacity. You know the Mind Sliver cantrip. Starting at 3rd level you can cast Illusory Script. Starting at 5th level you can cast Detect Thoughts.

Mark of Zariel. This mark evokes corrupted divinity, a taste of the light you will never know. You know the Light cantrip. Starting at 3rd level you can cast Searing Smite. Starting at 5th level you can cast Branding Smite.

Mark of Zorakath. This mark evokes overpowering malice and ambition. You know the Vicious Mockery cantrip. Starting at 3rd level you can cast Dissonant Whispers. Starting at 5th level you can cast Crown of Madness.

[pupsmailbox]

DEMON︰DEVIL ID PACK

NAMES ⌇　abadden. abaddon. ace. adder. alastair. alastor. amon. amy. antagone. ash. asher. ashes. asmo. avarice. avaricia. bael. balam. bane. banshee. baphomet. behemoth. belial. bellatrix. bellinor. berry. birsha. blake. blazer. brimine. bull. bune. cain. caine. cambion. casimir. caym. cerberus. charon. cherry. claude. colere. corbin. corvid. creseis. cronus. crow. crowley. cruella. damian. damien. damon. daniel. dantalion. deirdre. dem. demonesse. demonette. demonia. dera. devilie. devume. diablo. diedre. dizzy. dracula. emily. entropy. ezra. fang. fangesse. fangette. felix. foras. furfur. furio. furiosa. grimbaer. hades. hecate. hermes. hex. ialyre. ira. ire. james. janus. jester. jinx. jinx/jynx. jynx. karina. kawa. lacey. lamb. lamia. layla. lilith. lilloth. lolia. luci. lucien. lucifer. lucius. lunesse. lycan. magnus. mal. malcius. malice. malicia. mallory. malorie. mammon. mania. mara. marnise. meilius. midas. minerva. misery. moonesse. moonette. moonie. moony. night. nightesse. nikolai. nithvine. noire. noiresse. noirette. nyx. omen. paimon. pandora. peri. persephone. pitch. ram. rena. rogue. ruby. sanguis. seere. seiriphi. silas. sinn. skittle. snake. stella. toxin. vessel. vex. vexa. vic. vice. victor. victoria. vince. vincent. viper. virtue. voss. vulture. wither. zoe.

PRONOUNS ⌇ >:)/>:). ash/ash. bat/bat. bit/bitter. black/black. blood/blood. claw/claw. con/con. con/conjure. crackle/crackle. dae/daem. dae/mon. dark/dark. dark/darkness. de/dem. de/demon. dea/deamon. deceit/deceitful. demon/demon. demon/demonic. devil/devil. eranged/deranged. evil/evil. fang/fang. fear/feared. fiend/fiend. flame/flame. fool/fool. gha/ghast. goat/goat. gray/grey. gray/grey. grr/growl. hate/hate. he/hell. hell/hell. hellish/hellishly. hiss/hiss. horn/horn. hunt/hunt. hx/hxm. imp/imp. infer/infernal. infernal/infernal. infernal/infernality. jest/jest. joke/joke. lamb/lamb. lava/lava. lethal/lethal. liar/liar. lie/lie. loom/loom. mal/mal. mal/malice. moon/moon. ni/night. night/night. noc/noct. poison/poison. psycho/psycho. reap/reap. red/red. rose/rose. ruin/ruin. scare/scare. shx/hxr. si/sin. silly/silly. sin/sin. slither/slither. soul/soul. spi/spite. spite/spite. succubi/succubus. suffer/suffer. thief/thief. thxy/thxm. tief/tiefling. tiefling/tiefling. toxin/toxin. twist/twisted. unholy/unholys. ve/venom. vi/vice. vice/vice. vil/vil. vil/villain. vile/vile. wick/wicked. wretch/wretched. ♠️ . ⛪️ . ❤️‍🔥 . 🍎 . 🍯 . 🎻 . 🐝 . 👿 . 💒 . 🔥 . 🕷 . 🗝 . 😈 . 🥩 .

[vampiric-succulent]

OUAW EP 20:

It’s not even past the bean footage yet and already I have a thing to comment about—

“Hey. Keep working. Keep your hands down.” Idk if it’s just Mace or if it’s me but this is an interesting thing to start the episode with

Also I lowkey already watched this but considering that I wasn’t really paying attention due to Sleep im rewatching

Oh this is the Silly Goofy episode. Got it.

Watching this is so different now that I know how tall each of these people actually are in real life

“Mr Kremyyyyy….. Torbek had a nightmaaaare………..” torb <3

Hot jones?

Why is Mikey using the King Shmebulon voice

Oh the energy here is so weird today

NEXT YOURE GONNA TELL TORBEK THAT A SHRIMP FRIED THAT RICE and they’re gone

The improv shenanigans here are SO GOOD— “the wee hours” watches and the blue J and the bottle of something

HOT JONES!!!

“There was that guy and he was like… woah.” Bi Gricko!!!! “Why you always watching these kingly types and looking at their woah?” Lmfao Gideon you are no better

Degenerate Jones

TABAXI TORBEK and eughhh Mammon Tiefling Gricko (applying for all Mammon Tiefling Gricko)

I love how Kremy is super paranoid thinks everyone is out to get him but still immediately tells Gideon everything (I need to see Gideon do some sort of something back bc coalecroux is feeling increasingly one sided and it is making me sad)

“Torbek was happy with the infinite abyss”

THE FEDS

Poor Twig she went from dealing with absolute loneliness to dealing with all this bullshit. She needs to have the space to Bogart out a little bit like get this woman a destruction room

Twig 🤝 Torbek

coping mechanisms

Gideon has such older brother who acts like a father figure to Twig vibes

THE FEDS THEYRE IN THE CLOTHES

Torbek is simply following suit… following the suit to the ground lmfao

PENIS NOSE?????? HOW IS THAT AN OPTION

Gideon is overwhelmed by Penis im sorry

This is just reminding me of when Frost got the proud nudist curse and Derek made that slapping turn joke 😭

Obligatory “im walkin here” please stop

Nvm we have the coalecroux and also poly party affirmations (long shots and headcanons)

OH!!! Woah there Kremy

“Think of the Federal government!” Quick Gid take your clothes off!! The government!!!

OH NO THE ORCIFICATION

NO THE FUCKING CABINET

DEREK. DEREK WHY WOULD YOU DO THAT DEREK WE COULD HAVE NEVER GONE DOWN THAT ROAD

Love Torbek’s Spring Aladrin voice. It’s like some sort of old English aristocratic friend of Oscar Wilde.

Oop! Theseus’s Ship mentioned (kind of)

“Did we do a bunch of drugs before bed again?” Funny you should have asked that Gideon given what is now happening

“Tentacles probe me” “yes Gideon join us the time is now get naked”

WHY IS IT ERECT NOW DEREK. PUT THAT DOWN. “Something about beekeeper helmets…” HUH

Oh god Twig is gonna bogart out

PUT IT DOWN. PUT THAT THING DOWN AND AWAY.

“STOP BEING ERECT. STOP EATING MY BONES”

Love how Nikkie says “your mind is back to Gricko” and Mikey just starts screaming

Whoops!

It is so impressive how Twig is so controlled. Like she has every justification to absolutely freak out right now and she’s keeping calm and trying to manage things.

Thank god Hootsie is out of this lol

NO TWIG LOOK AWAY

“Torbek was *very* thorough.”

Okay seriously how old is Twig?? This is a very important question. Like REALLY important.

I’m imagining Spring Aladrin Torbek lying on a couch like he’s gonna say “draw me like one of your French girls”

Guys. Please. We are nearly halfway through this video. Please.

YES CAST SILENCE. HUSH MICHAEL.

No Twig it’s not your fault!!!!!!! No!!!!!!!!!!!

Not the Pennsylvanian sperm trees

“After what I’ve watched today I don’t think you’ll accomplish anything of value.”

Not the milk joke PLEASE y’all not the cilk

Frost is so sweet tho

No more Hot Joneses :(

Yesss Twig establish those boundaries!!!!

Tom is such a deep cut

Okay so Twig is at least 200 years old. Good. That’s really good. Good to know.

Grinko is having a stronk. Please call the Gronkulance.

WHAT HAPPENED TO HOOTSIE.

Omg she’s their niece!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! But also HOLY FUCK HE HIT HER??? WITH A CABINET????????

“Noooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo.”

Menasith, and their older sibling Menapauthe.

The Glowing Anus 😭

Oh this is Nikkie’s fault. Fantastic.

MORNING FROTH CONGRATULATIONS EVERYONE

“That’s very funny Gricko. Your daughter is possibly bleeding out.”

Ohhhh Hootsie’s okay thank god

Gricko however is really not

Okay so I know this is a fantasy campaign and we are in the literal Feywild so this like kind of doesn’t matter but how does Gideon get energy??? Does he need to absorb nutrients or is it just sort of as long as he keeps his internal furnace alive he’s okay?

Twig boundaries 100 with regards to Torbek but fully get the party’s concerns

Also Twigsy ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

Not Gricko being hypnotized by Spring Aladrin Torbek’s hip sway

Torbek does not know but Torbek must dance!!!!

Oh Torbek’s ticket is so sad

“This is an Acorn Satchel!!!”

Mikey annoying Nikkie so much that she just takes things away

Frost getting jealous over the Gricko impression 😭❤️

What is a mud meffet?????

I love Andy so much. Oh he’s wonderful. So glad he’s here.

KLUTZY RETURNS for like two seconds

Love these guys. Oh my lord. Also what the fuck happened in the first like hour???? Still a fun little episode.

[violadesdragons]

B&W Series

[wildtornado-o]

Tiefs your dragon

I couldn't decide between making her a Mephistopheles Tiefling or a Mammon Tiefling so she's both bcs it's dnd and it doesn't really matter <3 (She's a rogue)

Support me on Kofi <3

[tiefthieves]

Forever and Always

[BG3WIPs prompt 1- penguin: overcoming hardship]

can also be found on my Ao3 :) -- full work below the break --

Sikah was, to put it lightly, pissed. Her body ached and her wounds stung as the party stumbled back to camp. The battle they'd just fought was completely avoidable if Karlach had simply let Sikah talk to the damn cambions before smashing their skulls in. Her impulses were usually rather beneficial, but when dealing with Mammon and his court of Dukes, Sikah felt that she had the upper hand; and she wanted to use it.

She ignored the party as Shadowheart began recon by the fire, healing cuts and bruises. Instead, the rogue went to hide away in her tent. Sikah had a stash of healing potions stored in her chests, and the bitter taste of the medicine would match her mood.

Karlach watched as Sikah slunk to her tent. She knew that her partner was cross with her after the events of that day’s adventure, but the barbarian was determined to prove herself. After Shadowheart cast a quick healing word over her injuries, Karlach marched over and ripped the flaps of Sikah’s tent open.

"I don't think you have any right being angry with me after your own reckless behavior, Sikah."

"Ever heard of knocking?" the smaller woman scoffed as she unlaced her wrist guards.

Great, now they were playing the blame game. Sikah didn’t lose the blame game.

"Oh? My reckless behavior? Enlighten me, Karlach, what was the reckless behavior I exhibited today? Knowing the cambions in Mammon's lair, knowing Mammon himself? Trying to talk to them before causing a scene? I used to fucking work for them, I could have easily lied our way in there!"

Karlach shook her head. "Maybe you've forgotten that we were in the Hells and anything to do with Mammon is never going to be a simple task."

"The devil had me under his thumb for years, Karlach, I know that shit isn't simple," Sikah threw her leather armor to the ground, the scarring across the upper left of her body more apparent without it. "I never said bashing was out of the question, I thought we all had a mutual agreement to try and snake our way in before doing anything brash. Gale and Shadowheart aren't as accustomed to the Hells or strong as we are, they would have gotten killed much faster than us." She crossed her arms as her tail flicked angrily. "I know how you feel about the Hells, but you have to remember that you aren't the only one who's suffered there."

"That's precisely my point. I was keeping everyone else safe, including you. But you can't stand not having control over the situation, so you just… hyper-focus on whatever you think is best and don’t listen to anyone else." Karlach angrily threw her hands up in the air. 

"Karlach, I hate to be the one to tell you this, but I'm not a frail maiden in need of protection. I can hold my own. Mammon and his cohort are a different breed of devils, and you aren't the only tiefling who's been damned to the Hells. I was trying to use my advantage to get us through without fighting… at least not fighting out the gate. What part of that do you not get ?"

"The part where you assume I don't understand the situation. I know how they manipulate and control. They'll never trust a tiefling, regardless of what you think you know about them. You were never going to get the upper hand without a fight. Why do you think I chose to go in alone?"

"I..." Sikah bit her tongue. Perhaps Karlach was right. None of those devils had ever, or would ever trust a tiefling, all they ever did was exploit them. Even when Sikah worked under Mammon’s Duke, Focalor, he easily agreed with Zotian and sold her off to Mephistopheles without batting an eye. 

"I wish you didn't think you always have to go in alone. I wish you would have left some of them for me to kill. We have a team, we have allies, we have each other." The shorter tiefling looked up into Karlach's fiery eyes. "I know you want to protect me, but I'm not a helpless damsel in distress."

The barbarian's face softened as she reached out a hand and gently touched Sikah's cheek.

"If you only saw what I've seen in Avernus, you would know why I can't let someone I care about get hurt."

Sikah leaned into Karlach's touch and sighed.

"I do see what's in Avernus. I've seen it, and I know you've seen far worse, but for that same reason, I don't want you getting hurt. I know you're not as quick to buckle under axe blows as me, but... I'd never forgive myself if something happened and Zariel found you. If she took you away from me."

Karlach pulled the other tiefling into a tight hug. She hadn't expected Sikah to be as outwardly concerned for her as she was, but maybe that was her fault. As far as the barbarian knew, the rogue had always been rather independent. Karlach gently rubbed the rogue’s back with one hand. "You don't have to worry about what happens to me. But you should be concerned with yourself. Remember this: Avernus will tear you down to the bone if you give it the chance."

"I do worry about you," Sikah wrapped her arms around her lover's strong waist. "I fear that your recklessness is because of your hourglass of time." As her head lay upon the woman's chest she listened to the mechanical sounds of the engine that took the place of her heart. "What's the point in protecting me if you aren't there to be with me? If you aren't alive by my side? I don't want to live a life without you."

Karlach was taken aback by the sudden vulnerability of Sikah’s inquiries. She rarely openly asked for reassurance. If Karlach had a heart, she was sure it would have skipped a beat. A feeling of profound warmth blossomed within her chest as she held the other tiefling a little tighter.

"I know my time is limited, Sikah; but as long as we have each other, that's all that matters to me. I would be willing to die a thousand times over if I had the chance to save you. My future is in you ."

"Then live with me." Sikah looked up at Karlach, a look of stubborn determination on her face. "I know you despise the thought, but Dammon could be right... If after all this tadpole shit is over and through, we go back to Avernus, together. We buy you more time, buy us more time. Hells, who knows, we might find something to repair your engine for good."

If the party's brief trip to Avernus that day had anything to show, Sikah thought it was decent proof that the infernal smithy’s proposition wasn't all that farfetched.

The possibility was enough to make Karlach's mind wander. The mere thought of continuing her existence in Avernus for even a minute more than she was destined had always terrified her, but the idea of having Sikah by her side made that terrifying thought seem not so terrible after all.

"Is that what you want? For us to go back there, together?"

"More than anything," Sikah stood on her toes and pecked Karlach's lips. "I know I've got nothing on your ten-year stint, but two years in an infernal prison gave me a decent preview. It's shit, I know, but with good company and motivation, maybe it wouldn't be so bad?"

Karlach returned the kiss, a wide smile spreading across her face. It was tempting, the possibility of more time with Sikah; and if the two of them worked together, maybe they could figure something out. 

"You know, you're not half bad at swaying me with your words. But don't think that this will be easy. I may have made a lot of progress, but I still hate that damn place."

"And I’m not asking you to love it, just… tolerate it. Who knows, maybe one day we'll be able to return to Faerûn for good. Live the rest of our days together in a nice house, just the two of us, maybe a cat or two" Sikah dragged her finger over Karlach's glowing chest.

Karlach laughed softly as Sikah’s touch sent ripples through her. As she spoke of a peaceful and safe life for the two of them, the barbarian couldn't help but get caught up in the idea. 

"Do you really want that? A quiet, mundane life for us? What would you do if we weren't fighting for our survival?"

"Hmm, I dunno," Sikah pondered for a bit, tracing her fingers around the metal of the valves in Karlach's shoulders. "Maybe I'd open a jewelry shop, make a bit of gold the honest way for once," she chuckled, "I'd spend lots of time with you of course; lay in a nice, plush bed every night in your arms."

A soft groan rose in Karlach's chest as Sikah's touch made her engine pulse and burn with desire. The image of the two of them together, with Sikah's arms wrapped around her, was more than the barbarian could bear.

"That would be so damn nice, Sikah. We could make anything an adventure. Just the two of us together. That's all I want."

The barbarian took a deep breath, steeling herself.

"We're getting distracted."

"And that's a problem, how?" The rogue deviously smirked at Karlach. "It's late, half the camp is asleep by now, I doubt they'd notice if you spent the night in my tent..."

Something snapped inside of the barbarian as she contemplated Sikah's suggestion. Her words were suggestive, and the implications of them were clear. 

No one would notice if she stayed with the tiefling, and… Karlach had to clear her throat to try to get rid of the sudden lump of lust that had developed in the back of it.

"We have an early morning, you know that."

Sikah raised a brow and laughed, a genuine, toothy grin on her face.

"The Karlach Cliffgate having a responsible bedtime? Who are you and what have you done with my lover?" She patted the barbarian's cheek. "The night is still young, Gale's just now put out the fire..."

"Shut it, you." The barbarian's cheeks flushed as she was teased. Sikah was right, the fire had freshly gone out, leaving the pair in the dim candlelight of the rogue’s tent. Her partner’s words easily cut right through the layer of self-control that was barely holding itself together. Karlach bit her lip to keep herself from smiling too much.

"Stop."

"Change into your camp clothes and come back? We don't have to do anything too... rigorous. I just don't want to be apart from you, after today." Sikah bashfully admitted.

"Stay?"

And there it was: the moment when the last shred of resistance melted away. Any semblance of self-control was gone, and Karlch was left wanting nothing more than to be next to the other.

"... You really want me to?"

"I do," Sikah nodded, her hand caressing the woman's arm before reaching for her hand. "I want you to stay with me, for as long as you'd let me; and I’m not just talking about tonight." She intertwined their fingers, hoping that Karlach would get the message.

The barbarian understood the message perfectly. "Can I ask you a question?"

"Mmhm," the shorter woman nodded, "always."

"Promise me something." Karlach brought their linked hands up to her lips and kissed Sikah’s knuckles. 

"Yes?" The rogue looked up at her expectantly.

"Promise me that... if we go to Avernus together... if something goes wrong... that you'll come looking for me, no matter what?" She leaned down to rest her forehead against the other’s. 

"I promise," Sikah squeezed her hand tight, her heart straining at the thought. "I'll always find you, even if I have to go to the deepest pit of the Hells, even if it takes all the years of my life. I'll find you. In every lifetime and in every universe." She swallowed the nervousness in her throat.

"I love you, Karlach. The past months we've spent together have been the best of my life. You've helped me see the world in a different light, helped me heal wounds I didn't know I had." She smiled shyly. "Tadpoles be damned, but I'm glad these parasites led me to you."

With those words, Karlach's chest began to burn with joy— not unlike the fire of her engine, but it somehow felt different. She was moved in a way that she hadn't been before, and for a moment, Karlach felt that any worries or responsibilities could wait until tomorrow. All that mattered to her now was the tiefling in her grip. The barbarian kissed the thief’s forehead and pulled her close to her chest.

"I love you too," she whispered, "more than you could ever imagine."

"And we'll be okay, as long as we have each other."

“Always.” Karlach smiled as she held the other tiefling in her grasp. With Sikah in her arms and her engine beating steadily in her chest, she felt truly alive. And for the first time in a long time, she felt hopeful. As long as they were together, they could take on hell itself.

[in-maidjan]

modding BG3 to within an inch of its life and in the process having a startling realisation about the kind of dnd character i should play next if/when i get the chance to

[salemelas]

OC Masterpost

hihi! having to redo this because my previous one got borked, and posting it publicly so that i can link it easier without redirect issues (^^ゞ y'know how tumblr is, etc etc.

warning: this post is very long and has multiple images! (and speaking of those images, this site was used to create the tokens seen below.)

◈ Elder Scrolls

Rildras

Male, he/him

Dunmer

The Nerevarine and Nerevar reborn

Father of Vedyra, grandfather of Vedathyr, son of Nedrala and Azura

Former lover of Dagoth Ur

May be a demiprince, but hates the daedra (and admittedly also the aedra) with all his heart

Sword warrior and destruction caster

Retired to a life of being a mushroom farmer after raising his daughter to adulthood

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Dagoth Vedyra

Female, she/her

Dunmer

Scion of House Dagoth and Founder of the House Dagoth Reforged

Daughter of Rildras and Dagoth Ur, mother of Vedathyr and Strides-Through-Ashes, granddaughter of Nedrala and Azura

Arcanist

Scholar with a focus on the dwemer, especially their disappearance

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Dagoth Vedathyr

Male, he/him

Dunmer

Heir to House Dagoth

The Last Dragonborn

Member (not the leader!) of the Companions, werewolf

Dual-handed warrior

Son of Vedyra, grandson of Rildras and Dagoth ur, great-grandson of Nedrala and Azura

Mercenary much to his pleasure, legendary figure of history much to his displeasure

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Nedrala

Female, she/her

Dunmer

Ashlander exile from the Urshilaku Tribe

Former consort and chosen of Azura

Potter by trade

Mother of Rildras, grandmother of Vedyra, great-grandmother of Vedathyr

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Strides-Through-Ashes | Dagoth Nehota

Female

Argonian, she/her

Found by Vedyra as an abandoned egg

Shadowscale aspirant, assassin

Adopted daughter of Vedyra, biological parents unknown

Member of House Dagoth

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Dagoth Tsabi

Female, she/her

Khajiit

Found by one of Vedyra's scouts as the sole survivor of an ambushed khajiiti caravan

Vedyra's apprentice for dwemer studies

Illusion and restoration caster

Scholar with a focus on dwemer technology

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Dagoth Nenyael

Female, she/her

Altmer

Joined House Dagoth after being abandoned as a teenager by her family in Morrowind following a tryst with a dunmer boy that resulted in a pregnancy

Mother of a yet-to-be-named son

Vedyra's apprentice for arcane studies

Arcanist

Scholar with a focus on Apocrypha and Hermaeus Mora

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Dagoth Dralyn

Male, he/him

Dunmer

Was once a of House Redoran, but was exiled for sympathizing with Vedyra's desire to rebuild House Dagoth; was subsequently welcomed into the House Dagoth Reforged with open arms

Restoration caster

Dabbles in a little bit of every trade that he can get his hands on

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Lyrius | Wades-Through-Deep-Waters

Male, he/him

Altmer

Hero of Kvatch

Listener of the Dark Brotherhood

Was adopted by two argonian fishermen after his parents died in a shipwreck off the coast of the Black Marsh

Has worshiped Sithis since he was very young, as that his adopted parents worshiped Sithis

Dual dagger fighter

Accidental daedric prince

Lover of Lucien Lachance

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Kanbael

Male, he/him

Dunmer

Vestige

Champion of Vivec

Nightblade, dual-hand wielder nonetheless

Devout believer in the Tribunal

Part of the Thieves Guild

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◈ Dungeons & Dragons

Vesper Dysgeyma

Nonbinary, they/he

Tiefling (Mammon)

Demigod of Umbra, god of the dead and dusk

College of Spirits bard

Lawful neutral

Joined the party to help them kill a despot king seeking immortality, stayed for the food

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◈ Dragon Age

Talasan Mahariel

Male, he/him

Dalish elf

Hero of Ferelden (main)

Lover of Zevran

Father of Kieran and the glorious Barkspawn

Two handed weapon warrior

Brokered for peace between the Dalish and the werewolves

Sided with the mages

Sided with Prince Bhelen and Paradon Caridin

Saved Connor with the Circle of Magi's help

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Andromache Surana

Female, she/her

Circle elf

Hero of Ferelden

Lover of Leliana

Spirit healer and blood mage

Brokered for peace between the Dalish and the werewolves

Sided with the mages

Sided with Prince Bhelen and Paragon Caridin

Sacrificed Isolde to save Connor

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◈ Baldur's Gate 3

Vharis Zhendiae

Male, he/him

Drow

Dark Urge

Paladin of Vengeance

Lover of Astarion

Rejected the Urge

Twin brother of Luminara (my boyfriend's Dark Urge, who is not listed here for the reason of not being my OC)

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Red

Nonbinary, they/them

High elf

Dark Urge

Assassin rogue

Lover of Karlach

Rejected the Urge

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Not yet added:

Dragon Age: Garrett Hawke; Inquisitor Athevera Lavellan; Inquisitor Ilrian Lavellan, Rook

Mass Effect: Ariane Shepard

Baldur's Gate 3: Azran, Serene