#leech hours

Not exactly what u were asking for but I'm stumped on making a good vampire design 😭

Then I thought hey yknow what my tiefling character has the potential to get very attached to the right person. (Praise him a whole lot and never leave his side. And especially be genuine with him. He hates liars even though he is one himself...) perhaps he's more so clingy...

...and in need of someone that won't backstab him before he does the backstabbing first lol.

Also I've never seen anyone make a yandere tiefling 👀. The potential is right there...! They can do cute things like coil their tails around you when they don't want you to leave <3 (like pictured above)

HOWEVER! if u are looking for a more Gothic yandere I do have an old necromancer oc who is yearning to reunite with his dead spouse and would go so far to revive them over and over and over again even when they die countless times.

The Mallory Estate needed an heir.

Or that's what Jacob and Enid Mallory wanted in life. A child of their own. But alas--twas not meant to be. They've tried again and again; to no avail. So they took to other means....

Zepar, his name was.

"A child I shall give you...but in return, I ask one favor.

Give your estate to me."

Surely gold has no weight compared to a life?

And so the Mallorys agreed.

But when the time came for the child to be born, they had a change of heart.

"We can't lose our wealth now. We would have no gold to the Mallory name;

--How can a king rule without a crown?"

And so, they went back on their word.

"The child is born now. And the estate is ours and ours alone. You can't take it back."

Is what they said when the demon returned to claim what was to be his.

"Is that so? Fine. Your child's soul will return to Avernus."

Crying out, the Mallorys protested.

The demon thought for a moment.

"Unlike you, I will not go back on my word. In 3 nights, I will return your son."

And so 3 long nights passed, the Mallorys anxiously waiting for their baby to come home.

But what came home was not human.

"A child in the skin of a demon!"

"Oh what has happened to my baby...!"

Enid, in a fit of terror, teared off one of its horns. But when she heard the baby cry so similarly to her son, she stopped.

"...I cant do it."

Jacob couldn't bear to look at it.

And so they raised this child as if it were their own. Albeit away from wandering eyes and the whispers of the townsfolk. Despite knowing it's their child, they couldn't help but be disgusted deep down, from the looks they gave him; to the way their touch never lingered long.

This child was raised out of obligation. Not love.

A parasite that could not live without them, is what they thought. He was never even given a name. Just "child."

When he came of age, he became smart. Aware. Knowing he's lived a life of half-baked lies.

So he left, and never looked back.

He took the name "Leech."

"If that's how they view me, I might as well live up to it."