#( dammon )

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@wolfkcst || "Stop talking" -Dammon // gay

dammon wouldn't say he rambled — at least that's what he tried to tell himself anyways. just, who wouldn't get excited talking about their passion, which also happened to be his work, when given the opportunity? when eivor had returned from their most recent journey, an unfamiliar but beautiful axe in tow, the teifling had immediately gone on to studying it. eivor was often patient with his monologues. but maybe he'd gone on a little too long this time.

battle-worn fingers curl around the man's jaw as warm lips crash against his own. any sound of surprise dammon could have made is immediately smothered, tongue and teeth overwhelmed as eivor presses him back against the counter. fingers scrabble to find purchase at their forearms. red cheeks even redder when they part - enough so that their breaths mingle. "I missed you too."

[baldursheart]

i saw a post the other day talking about dammon & how little we actually know of him and y'know what, yeah, it makes sense. he spent quite a long period in the hells - no, he wasn't a soldier, but no doubt he was put to work supplying their weapons, an ugly feeling in his gut every a sword or axe traded hands. he probably even made weapons for karlach - and she was one of the better ones.

but even beyond making weapons, and any other goods they would have needed, the hells are still the hells. dammon is still a loving and kind soul but he has become so incredibly private as a person. he's seen what "weaknesses" do to people when they can be exploited, how easily subjugated they can become when the things they love are dangled like a prize/threat in front of them, just out of reach.

[baldursheart]

@sporedruids / “ No matter how strange everything seems, we have to stay calm. ” - for dammon?

How had dammon found himself here? He isn't entirely sure - fighting is not what he was made for. Could he handle a sword? Yes, he could, but not when it was avoidable. Dammon made things. He didn't destroy them. "that's awfully easy for you to say." the tiefling mutters, grip tightening on the hilt of his sword. "perhaps you could tell me what's actually going on before you potentially get me killed?"

[baldursheart]

@wolfkcst / curls up close to the tiefling with a small content hum. -Dammon

Early morning light bleeds through the crack in the bedroom curtains. Dammon woke up earlier than most usually but eivor's warmth certainly made for a compelling argument to sleep in. Turning on his side, the tiefling settles his head against eivor's arm, listening to the steadiness of their breaths. Red tail reaches over, curling lazily over their waist. The comfort of it all wins over, the tiefling soon finding himself lulled back to sleep.

[baldursheart]

@shemurder // for dammon

stars are exploding in the tiefling's eyes — it's the only way to describe that awe-filled expression he wears — as hell-roughened hands cradle the ore as if it were a babe. mithril. a rare beauty, one that dammon had only ever dreamed of working with. "oh, I'm going to have so much fun with you." he murmurs softly, fingers tracing the cragged edges of his treasure. ah — of course! a bit embarrassed, dammon lifts his gaze and offers a small smile, now remembering the very company in front of him. "and how much might I owe you, morgana? I can't just accept something like this for nothing."

[baldursheart]

I know it's like 8.45am but like. It's canon that dammon reads smut. You break into his house and bro has a legally-banned-in-multiple-places play(?) book that is raunchy. And yknow what. Good for him.

[baldursheart]

Dammon is an excellent cook I am accepting no rebuttals at this time

[baldursheart]

But also I'm imagining the hilarity of dammon making a toy sword for a tiefling child & that kid turns out to be a druid who just channels nature through a toy sword.