Asphomet

Asphomet ⸻ Baphomet's progeny | OC (DnD & fandomless) | MDNI! +21 | Roleplaying blog

[voidbornegoat]

Name: Asphomet Kaellis Caprithar Gender: Fluid, often presenting as male (uses he/him, they/them; she/her in some forms) Race: ?? Divine Paradox (Celestial-Fiend Hybrid with Mortal Essence) Alignment: True Neutral (teetering between chaos and order) Settings: DnD (Forgotten Realms) and fandomless fantasy lore + more

𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲

The Sabbatic Goat, a riddle whispered through the cosmos, is neither bound by life nor death, light nor shadow, but exists in the fragile balance between them. Forged in the heart of a solar eclipse by Baphomet’s ambition, Asphomet is a child of paradox, a being born from celestial radiance, infernal corruption, primal chaos, and mortal fragility. They walk as a hymn to contradictions, a shifting figure of angelic beauty and monstrous wrath, their form ever-changing like the tide. Male and female, beast and divine, their essence defies the simplicity of form, a fluid mosaic of cosmic truths and terrible enigmas. Reality bends in their wake—labyrinths rise, and both the faithful and the damned are drawn to them like moths to a flame. To mortals, they are the Sabbatic Goat, a godlike figure whose cryptic words and riddles illuminate and unravel in equal measure. To celestials, they are a chance at redemption for the Abyss. To fiends, they are a weapon to wield—or destroy.

❝Asphomet is neither one nor the other, but all things: mortal and immortal, sacred and profane.❞

𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐄: Asphomet is inspired by the symbolism of Baphomet from "our world," drawing on themes of duality, balance, and more. In my D&D setting, he is destined to overtake his father, consume his essence, and claim the title of Baphomet. However, I focus on his "early years"—he’s only 166 years old, which is young by immortal standards. While I take inspiration from D&D lore, I’ve made changes to fit my own worldbuilding. D&D is designed to be flexible, allowing for creative freedom, so my OC doesn’t strictly follow canon but rather serves as an interpretation that suits my setting and narrative.

𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐊𝐒: rules ⛧ about ⛧ memes 𝐁𝐋𝐎𝐆 𝐑𝐎𝐋𝐋: @fiendishfinesse [raphael] ⛧ @hellfirelord [mephistopheles] ⛧ @infernalsocialite [hansel - oc]

icon artist: couldn't find. from here. banner artists: public domain artworks.

[voidbornegoat]

Asphomet isn't power-hungry or prideful in the slightest.

If given the chance, he'd happily spend his days as a lazy beast, lounging around, entertaining himself with strange hobbies, weirding people out, and solving puzzles like some kind of overgrown, celestial-riddle-loving housecat. Unfortunately for him, his duties as a cult leader and being "Daddy Dearest's" glorified clone keep rudely interrupting his ideal lifestyle.

[voidbornegoat]

[ KISS ]:     sender pins receiver against the wall and kisses them passionately.

Asphomet’s breath hitched as his back met the wall. For a fleeting moment, he froze, jade eyes wide with surprise, but the initial shock quickly gave way to a smoldering hunger that flared within him. His hands instinctively found Vae’s hips, fingers curling against the leather armor before gliding upward to rest lightly on his shoulders. 

His head tilted slightly, granting Vaelahrn the space to deepen the kiss. Their mouths moved together in a fervent, consuming rhythm, Asphomet’s lips parting further as his tongue brushed against Vae’s in a heated dance. He pressed into the embrace, his slender frame yielding effortlessly to Vae’s stronger build, a flush warming his fair skin as a deep, electric heat spread through his lower abdomen.

When the kiss broke briefly, eyes flicked up to meet theirs, his voice a low, teasing murmur, tinged with breathlessness.

“Oh… are you that eager to see me?” he teased, lips grazing Vae’s as he spoke. “Your kisses send shivers through me. Is that what they call having butterflies? Do it again.”

His hands tightened slightly on Vae’s shoulders, drawing him closer as Asphomet leaned in once more. His lips claimed Vae’s in a kiss that burned with equal passion, his body arching into the larger man’s embrace.

[mistakenmessiah]

· · ─────── ·𖥸· ─────── · ·

"Mhm I do. But you already knew the answer to that, didn't you?" Asphomet is incredibly perceptive in that sense. At his later words Alanis emits a soft, amused chuckle. "Your words are blunt but honest. Still, I rather enjoy the compliment."

He allows his cheek to be cradled once more, glowing sigils shining ever brighter against his pale skin. Inhale. Exhale. It is true -- the relief is brief, but he relishes it nevertheless. Although the relief is quick to fade he nuzzles his hand into Asphomet's palm, savoring its warmth. "Luckily for the two of us your company last much longer. Perhaps instead of wasting magical energy on me you could hold me instead. I think that treatment would prove far more effective."

[voidbornegoat]

Hold him? The thought puzzled him—how could something so simple offer more solace than healing? Yet, he found himself eager to oblige. He had always harboured an inexplicable fondness for warmth. Gently, his hands drifted from Alanis’s cheeks, and his pale arms encircled him with the tender care of someone cradling something precious.

Asphomet leaned in, his breath brushing softly against Alanis’s neck as he nuzzled there, the wizard’s scent intoxicating in its subtlety. He pressed closer, molding his frame against Alanis’s, as though trying to bridge a distance he hadn’t realized existed. His hold was firm but not constraining, an embrace that spoke of comfort and unspoken affection.

“Does this please you?” 

[voidbornegoat]

[ HEAT ]:      while in the middle of a make-out session, sender pushes the receiver up against the wall, unwittingly heating things up even more.

pinned against the wall || meme answer CW: suggestive?

Asphomet let out a sharp breath as his back pressed against the wall, the cool stone jolting through him and amplifying the heat radiating from Alanis’s lips and hands. His green eyes fluttered shut, a faint blush blooming across his pale skin. 

Slender fingers glided up Alanis’s chest, teasing movements leaving a trail of heat in their wake, his breath catching as a quiet, needy hum slipped past his lips.

“Oh… You’re making me all hot and bothered...” he whispered, a honeyed purr with equal parts surprise and desire. His lips curled into a faint, wicked smile, the softness of his human form lending an intoxicating allure to his expression. “I didn’t think you had this kind of fire in you.”

His hips pressed forward instinctively, a slow grind that left no room for ambiguity. Hands now curled around Alanis’s hips, pulling the man closer until there was no space left between them.

Asphomet’s lips traveled from Alanis’s neck to his jaw, brushing feather-light kisses across his skin before capturing his lips again in a kiss that was deep, lingering, and utterly consuming.

“Sweet...” he murmured against Alanis’s mouth between kisses. Another kiss, slower this time, tasting the wizard’s lips with deliberate sensuality. “Adorable.” he whispered again, his words a soft caress, each one landing like a spark.

[dvilsdesire-a]

Will you worship me, incubus?

// have my weird boy ♡

Random asks || always accepting

Haarlep's eyes looked up and down the other creature, his expression soft and tender as his lips parted. They smelled of light and darkness, of a strange mixture, which made the incubus curious for more.

Stepping closer, he reached his hand out to gently take Asphomet's chin, claws drawing down the other's throat carefully, prickling skin in their wake, but not hard enough to hurt or even break skin. A careful, well placed touch that would leave the other wanting more.

"Is that what you want, my dear? For me to worship you? Will that make you feel fulfilled?" he asked, his breath a hot whisper.

[voidbornegoat]

Asphomet’s green eyes flickered with curiosity and heat as Haarlep’s claw traced his throat, leaving faint prickles in its wake. His breath hitched. He quite liked that.

Reaching up, he caught Haarlep’s hand, guiding it to his lips. He parted his mouth, letting his tongue flick over the tip of Haarlep’s finger before drawing it in, sucking slowly. His tongue swirled teasingly, leaving the finger glistening when he finally released it.

“Will it fulfill me?” he echoed, “Who knows? But I want to feel it.”

His scanned Haarlep’s form as though trying to learn more about the being in front of him. He walked playfully along the chamber. It amused him—he had sought out the half-devil at Sharess Caress, only to encounter his full-devil pet instead, a creature who reeked of sex.

He moved languidly, stretching like a lazy feline before settling into the satin linens. Reclining onto his back, he turned to regard the incubus standing before him, a gaze full of quiet invitation. Slowly, he undid the buttons of his white blouse, revealing fair skin marked with infernal sigils, betraying even more the nature of the creature who masqueraded as a delicate human man.

“I would like to be worshipped” Opening his legs slightly, he extended an arm. “Please? Sweet, beautiful, evil thing?”

[voidbornegoat]

[ KISS ]:     sender pins receiver against the wall and kisses them passionately.

pinned against the wall || meme answer CW: suggestive?

Asphomet’s breath hitched, his slender frame trembling as Jaez pinned him hard against the cold wall. The stone’s bite only fuelled the fire coursing through him. A guttural growl escaped, primal and raw, golden eyes glowing faintly with hunger.

Clawed hands raked up Jaez’s chest, teasing pain as they lingered at their throat, nails pricking lightly before gripping their jaw. His tongue surged forward, tangling with Jaez’s in a hot, fervent dance. His hips pressed forward instinctively, grinding against them as his cock throbbed painfully.

A growl rumbled deep in his chest, his beastial side clawing its way forward. His claws curled possessively around Jaez’s hips, pulling them closer as his breath came hot and ragged.

“Ah… so rough. I like that...” he murmured, voice trembling with want as his fangs grazed their lip. “But I want it all.”

Before Jaez could answer, Asphomet crashed back into the kiss, teeth catching their lip, tongue sweeping in with feral intensity. His body burned , his control unraveling as the beast within demanded more.

[voidbornegoat]

Gonna answer the dirty stuff when I get on pc, I'm mobile bound lol

Also harassing the rest of my mutuals and sending + inbox tomorrow. Thanks for indulging my goat baby. ♡ !!

[mistakenmessiah]

[ CUP ]: bringing both hands up to cup the receiver’s face, the sender draws them in closer to them in order to get a better look at their face.

· · ─────── ·𖥸· ─────── · ·

Alanis leans into the hands that cradle his jaw, practically purring in contentment as the other gently tugs him closer. Warm brown eyes meet his as the distance between them closes. "See something you like?"

[voidbornegoat]

"Pain, unwholeness. Your eyes betray you. Do you suffer?" he says suddenly, pulling Alanis’s head closer with a firm grip. Realizing he may have caused unease, he releases him gently.

"Quite beautiful face, yes, but a broken part of a whole picture. I apologize. May I ease your pain? Momentarily, of course. I can’t do much beyond that." His voice is calm, green eyes shifting to a radiant golden hue. He extends his palm to cradle Alanis’s cheek with tenderness, the glowing sigils etched into his skin becoming more vivid. The infernal rune scar on his right hand reads "Vorzuvazy" (antidote), pulsing faintly with energy.

If allowed, Asphomet would release a brief wave of ecstasy through Alanis’s body, an overwhelming sensation that would bring him to climax and leave him momentarily free from pain. The unburdening would last only a few minutes, a fleeting respite.

[soulrph]

𝐏𝐈𝐍𝐍𝐄𝐃 𝐀𝐆𝐀𝐈𝐍𝐒𝐓 𝐀 𝐖𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐒.

lads if i ever have to type “pin against the wall” ever again in this lifetime, it’ll be too soon, but i really hope you enjoy these!! if you think of more that you would like to be added, let me know! please do NOT add more in the reblogs, it is VERY likely that i can and will be making a second part to this list! now go drink some water and i hope y’all enjoy the memes!

LAST EDITED: 01/06/22

[ KISS ]:     sender pins receiver against the wall and kisses them passionately.

[ ANGER ]:     sender pins receiver against the wall out of anger.

[ CHALLENGE ]:     in a motion designed to challenge the receiver’s authority, sender pins receiver against the wall.

[ TRAINING ]:     during a sparring match, sender ends up pinning the receiver against the wall.

[ HEAT ]:      while in the middle of a make-out session, sender pushes the receiver up against the wall, unwittingly heating things up even more.

[ SHIELD ]:     in order to protect them from physical harm caused by a third party, the sender shoves the receiver against the wall and shields them with their body.

[ COVER ]:     while hiding from persecutors, sender pushes the receiver against a wall and uses their body to hide the receiver’s face from view.

[ HIDE ]:     while on the run, the sender hastily grabs the receiver and pins them against a wall that’s hidden from public view to avoid being seen.

[ STOP ]:     in order to stop the receiver from walking away, the sender guides them back and pushes them against a wall.

[ FIGHT ]:     while in a physical fight, sender shoves the receiver against the wall in an effort to gain the upper hand.

[ RESTRAIN ]:     sender pushes the receiver back against the wall to stop them from physically fighting the sender.

[ STEADY ]:     sender gently catches and guides the emotionally distressed receiver against a wall in order to physically steady them.

[ CLOSER ]:     while pinning the receiver against the wall, sender glances down at their lips, suddenly aware of how close they are to one another…

[ THROAT ]: sender pins the receiver to the wall by placing a hand or forearm against their throat.

[ FRONT ]: sender shoves the receiver against the wall so that the receiver’s front is pressed against the wall.

[ WHISPER ]: sender pins the receiver against a wall in order to whisper something into their ear (either a secret or in a manner of seduction).

[ FEAR ]: in order to frighten or intimidate the receiver, the sender shoves them back against a wall, positioning themselves so that the receiver can’t get out.

[ HUSH ]: as a means of getting the receiver to stay quiet, the sender covers their mouth and ends up shoving them into a wall in their urgency.

[ FALL ]: while pinning them against the wall, a brief tussle results in the sender and receiver falling over, with the sender pinning the receiver to the ground.

[ourwrittenstories]

"I'm a good boy? What do you mean by that?"

// lmao have my weirdo ♡♡

Typically, on the rare occasion when Wynter called someone a ‘good boy’, they melted or, even more rarely, they got offended and asked not to be called that. This, however? Being asked what she meant? That was new. How did he not know what she meant? Was he truly this naive?

Hmmm…. ”Only that you’ve pleased me, darling,” Wynter cooed adoringly, the back of her pale knuckle gently tracing the edges of his jaw as she carefully weaved a web of enticment meant to lure the curious creature in, “Doing as I asked, behaving so well…You’re a very good boy, for me, aren’t you?”

[voidbornegoat]

He leans into the touch instinctively, not entirely understanding what she means, but drawn to the sound of her words. If he had a tail, it would wag.

"…I suppose I am."

With a gentle motion, he places his hand over hers, guiding it away before pressing a soft kiss to her knuckles.

"Tell me more, Wynter, about how I can be your good boy." His lips trail delicately to her pulse, leaving another reverent kiss in their wake.

[voidbornegoat]

"ooh... biiiig horns..." her pupils have swallowed her irises whole it seems. "can i... put flowers on them?"

"Big, are they?" he muses quietly, running a hand along one of the repaired, gold-lined breaks in his horns. "If it pleases you to decorate me, I’ll allow it… but don’t expect me to water them."

He tilts his head forward, lowering his horns slightly so she can place the flowers.

[voidbornegoat]

Hello- you smell like dinner :3

Hello. You smell like dog. I quite like that.

[voidbornegoat]

"Aren't you a delicious looking treat?"

"Who, me?" Asphomet tilts his head slightly in confusion like a dog. His green eyes gleam with an unsettling intensity as he extends his arm. "Would you like a bite?"

[voidbornegoat]

Finished the about/info! I can yeet them into people now. 🥹❤️ https://devilsvault.carrd.co/#asphomet

[voidbornegoat]

nsfw fun facts while yall are asleep 😌

-He weaponizes his duality, shifting forms mid-encounter. His more bestial form is a mix of a man, a goat, and a bull.

- Switch by nature, reflecting his duality. He tends to be a soft, praising dom or an obedient, eager service bottom.

- He has a dick in most of his forms, but can shift into a hermaphrodite form or fem.

- Unashamedly vocal, overall no sense of shame whatsoever. lol

- He is not experienced at all and often fumbles through encounters with endearing curiosity

- Insatiably curious, he views intimacy as a learning experience and treats every encounter as an opportunity to explore.

- His eyes glow clearly when he’s cumming. If presenting as human, his partner might catch glimpses of his true form in those moments.

- Unapologetically intense

- He cums a lot in terms of quantity, often leaving his partners overwhelmed and messy. In general, he overwhelms his partners a lot.

- Cultists used to hold orgies in his honor, and he loves watching others have sex or masturbating, often finding it fascinating and arousing.

- Praise kink. Worshipping kink.

[voidbornegoat]

While I'm making his background neat and preparing stuff, have some fun facts

- Asphomet despises being referred to as a demon, fiend, or any of their variants.

- He's both Baphomet's greatest success and his ultimate failure. Asphomet is a creation so perfectly crafted that he became a rival even Baphomet cannot fully control.

- Asphomet is oblivious to most emotions and relationships. He often misunderstand social cues and intentions, making him surprisingly gullible for a being of such power.

- Fascination with bugs. Asphomet admires the symmetry and patterns in insects, often finding beauty in their seemingly chaotic forms.

- Asphomet has no concept of fear. This isn't bravery but rather an inability to comprehend danger in the way most beings do.

- Exceptional mimic. Whether it's speech, body language, or even magical signatures, Asphomet can replicate what he observe almost perfectly.

- Love music but cannot create it himself. Attempts at playing instruments often end in frustration.The one thing he can't mimic lol

- Asphomet has a collection of "curiosities" from mortal realms.

- Surprisingly bad at lying