#mephi

[solomiracle]

mephistopheles: ah, human child. do you need something from me? child/teen mc: *hands him a picture* i drew us as ponies ^w^ mephistopheles: [3 hours later] diavolo, on the phone: i've never had you reschedule a meeting with me before! what happened? mephistopheles, trying to find the perfect frame for mc's picture: an urgent family matter, i'm afraid

[creepbee]

Cleaning?...Uhh....

[soubi001]

Such a proud birb. 🤣🤣🤣🤣

[cassiartblog]

I FREAKING MISSED DRAWING HIM!!!

Behold, here is our favorite archdevil :P

[beelsjuicytitties]

realized i never posted the obey me friendship bracelets i made after reading the friendship bracelet hcs by @onyourowndaisymae lol

(id in alt)

i had a lot of fun making these lmao, and it was a good use of my tiny hoard of embroidery thread

[madd-nix]

Today is my wonderful girlfriend's birthday, so I painted this picture of Mephi from the Bone Shard Daughter book series for her! She loves Mephi, and I was really happy she enjoys the painting! 💜

[frogyz]

FANART FOR @magnuficent76 ft stars oc MEPHI!!!!! the silliest fucked up thing (aff) that I love

I know it doesn't look the best in my style BUT I REALLY WANTED TO DRAW THEM so I hop this is. In some way silly and silly and soll

[shikidixi]

miscellany

[solomiracle]

Thirteen's search for an adorably charming reaction!

(50-A)

[creepbee]

chewing on my own characters like a vitamin gummy

[cassiartblog]

Did you know that Belial is like 30cm (1ft) taller than Mephistopheles?

Mephi hates it to stand next to Belial

[mephistophelesjones]

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[sugurouge]

── 𝐝𝐫𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐛𝐲 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐢𝐫𝐞, 𝐢 𝐭𝐨𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐲𝐨𝐮, 𝐤𝐢𝐬𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮, 𝐞𝐦𝐛𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐢𝐥𝐲 𝐚𝐜𝐜𝐞𝐩𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐢𝐧𝐟𝐥𝐮𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞… 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐬 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐛𝐥𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐢 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥 𝐲𝐨𝐮."

At her satisfied expression, Sylus glances over his shoulder, an amused smirk forming on his lips once he realises her intentions.

“Mhm, seems like someone's proud of their work,” he murmurs. “Capturing all the evidence we left on another. But if you want to keep this view, who am I to deny you?”

His muscles shift as his fingers trace up her thigh and beneath his shirt she is wearing. “Just remember, kitten… this is a privilege only you get to admire.”

artist: @nykur0h

[zoneofsmites]

Im of the full (possibly delusional) belief that Durge is not the species that they physically appear to be.

You’re telling me this being crafted from nothing but bhaal’s flesh and his blood - this demigod - is actually a dragonborn/tiefling/human/elf/etc.

No. This thing is bhaal’s flesh and it just happens to look like that. They’re an imitation of a species, they’re not truly a (full)mortal being, they have no heritage aside from bhaal.

As a result I’m sure there’s some…oddities.

For example, a demigod child, not fully mortal. I doubt they adhere to the lifespan of whatever species they look like. Looking younger than they should. (less so perhaps with long lived races like elfs and half-elves where that is par for the course).

A dragonborn durge that by all accounts looks like a blue dragonborn but their breathweapon is acid. A tiefling durge that seems to be a Mephistopheles tiefling but they cannot cast mage hand, instead smiting like a zariel bloodline tiefling.

An elf or tiefling durge that doesn’t read as fey or infernal trough identification spells. Because they aren’t either of those things. Perhaps they could read as divine but not quite.

Members of a race that durge is supposed to be looking at them and sometimes when making eye contact they read as wrong. And some kind of uncanny effect triggers in their brain.

Give me more freaky durge who isn’t really what they appear to be at all. Just a little murder demigod crafted from dead god flesh to be the shape of something else.

[savemebeel]

MC shows some love to the trio 💕💕💕

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(Art belongs to Solmare & has been edited by me)

[starmocha]

Crow in the Bedroom [Sylus/Reader ★ 666 words ★ Masterlist ★ Series Index ★ AO3] Sexy time with Sylus interrupted. A/N: You know…I did not expect Sylus to mention Mephisto as often as he does, and you know what? That’s adorable of him. Have something silly here.

This was weird.

This was very weird.

This was so very fucking weird.

“Sylus?”

Amid the soft kisses Sylus was adorning your neck, you heard his low questioning hum as a response to your call, though his sweet kisses showed no sign of ceasing any time soon. You laid motionless on the luxurious bed staring up at the ceiling of his large extravagant bedroom, rendered completely submissive for him to use as he pleased in the moment. Normally, you were more than ready to bed the leader of Onychinus, because why the fuck wouldn’t you be? The man was built like a god, and he was so effortlessly and sinfully sexy in everything he did, including fucking you senseless until you were a quivering mess for him and him alone.

But not tonight.

No matter how toned his delicious abs were, or the way he hungrily gazed at you with those smoldering bedroom eyes, you could not ignore the obvious elephant in the room, or rather, in this case, the crow in the bedroom.

“Does he have to be in the bedroom with us?”

“Who?” Sylus paused and stared down at you confused.

“Mephisto!”

Sylus glanced behind him at the perch where the mechanical crow was sitting. He chuckled and shook his head, confused by your discomfort. “Sweetie, he’s just a mechanical crow.”

“He is sentient! He understands things! And he remembers things! And…and…”

“You’re overreacting.”

“Am not!”

“Come on,” Sylus resumed his earlier ministration, giving your right earlobe a light playful nip, pleased when you responded in surprise, “Are you really going to obsess over Mephisto when I am right here?”

“He’s watching us.”

Sylus groaned, annoyed. He relaxed most of his weight on top of you, only holding himself up by his forearms, as he pressed his forehead to yours. “Sweetie,” he started, vexed, “You are really killing the mood tonight.”

“Me or the crow?” you glared right back straight into his crimson eyes.

“He has a name,” Sylus responded, annoyed.

“That’s what you’re concerned about?!”

“Fine,” Sylus said, gritting his teeth, “If I get rid of him, can we get back to our…activities?”

You nodded coyly, earning a smile from him. You sighed. “That’s all I’m asking.”

“Consider it done then.”

The bed shifted as Sylus lifted himself off of you, getting up to walk over to where Mephisto was on his perch. You sat up and watched curiously as Sylus led the crow out. You could have sworn Mephisto had let out an indignant squawk from being evicted out of the bedroom. Once the bedroom door closed again, Sylus flashed you a smirk.

“Feel better now?”

He walked back over to the bed and sat down on the edge, pulling you in for a deep kiss. Everything seemed to be going well in the beginning, or so Sylus thought, but after a few seconds, he couldn’t ignore the fact that you seemed to be less enthused with the current activity.

Sylus stilled suddenly, pulling away from the arguably lukewarm, one-sided kiss with a frown. “You know, sweetie,” he started, trying to keep his tone as neutral as possible, “it would be nice if you could be a little more engaged right now.”

“He’s outside the bedroom.”

“Well, of course he is,” Sylus responded, staring at you in utter confusion, “I’d just led him out.”

“No, no way, this is not happening tonight.”

“What?!”

“I’m too weirded out,” you insisted, “What if…he hears us?”

“Sweetie…”

“Forget it. I’m going to sleep.”

“Excuse me?!”

“Good night, Sylus!”

You promptly laid down under the cover, turning your back to him, missing the look of absolute bewilderment on the normally haughty face of the powerful leader of Onychinus. Outside the bedroom, the two of you could have sworn you both heard Mephisto’s “ca-caws” that sounded almost like laughter.

Sylus closed his eyes, and he rubbed his temple as he gritted his teeth again, wondering with irritation if he had just gotten cockblocked by a mechanical bird.