#oc: elodie

[alistairs]

THE DARK URGE ↣ [10/?]

What He Was // What He Is // What He Will Be

Icons [x] // Elodie belongs to @halsin

[thesaintofsong]

you are a memory

[letsgetonwithit]

[k4saneterritory]

Art :3

art taglist/ loyal fans: @appreciatingtokrev @b4ll4d33r-06 @cxlrose @m1shapanda

[cabin12counselor]

i might be cringe but at least i'm free (old ass doodles of my pjo demigod oc + the her dad aka the only god i'd trust with a kid)

[vilnan]

i was tagged by @benningsthing, @morvaris and @sataari to make some ocs in this picrew, tysm darlings. 💞

🔮 ashara surana (she/her), 🔥 damian hawke (he/him)

🕯 maud trevelyan (they/she), 🌹 mithra "rook" (she/they)

🌱 birdy hawke (she/her), 🧸 sara sofia ryder (she/her),

🐑 elodie willow (they/them), 🌺 dahlia valendil (she/her)

tagging (no pressure): @v-arbellanaris, @yennefre, @leafkisser, @yennas, @antivan and whoever else wants to do it. ⚘️

[jayphrax]

Hey guys, my TWST obsession is y’alls problem now. Godspeed!

[ramblerogue]

Everyone say hi to my brand new DnD character, Elodie! :D She's a sorcerer and she's very, very anxious.

[stormy-blossom]

Had a sily little Snow White AU idea...

Kieran has apples associated with him so it seemed kind of fitting lol. Both outfits draw inspiration from Prince Florian and Snow White from Disney's version. I imagine the poison apple would have something to do with pecharunt...

Feel free to take inspiration from this, I'd appreciate it if you'd tag me so I can see!

[klmutie]

more sky oc posting

[alistairs]

When is a monster not a monster? Oh, when you love it.

@halsin

[pissedoffghoul]

[letsgetonwithit]

[k4saneterritory]

Main 3 casual/ school outfits (design on right is summer’s updated one)

Main 3 magical girl forms - will make more detailed ref sheets later

And a side character (her name is kaoru) who gets 2 magical girl designs becuase she’s totes not my favourite

@callilouv

[spnmoosejerk]

2023 Christmas photodump

[over--heaven]

oc (s/i) x canon week day 4

prompts: "why are you angry with me? you broke my heart!"

canon characters: dio brando (jojo's bizarre adventure)

word count: 815

notes: stupid crazy ass vampires. also i love how i ended up dropping so many canon lore nuggets when this was supposed to be a fun yume event

taglist: @cinnbar-bun | @violetsareblue-selfships | @iceicewifey | @tidekissed | @dmclr | @newdaybreak | @everynya | click here to be on the list

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eloise had barely brought her blade up to dio’s neck when somehow he disappeared from under her nose in the blink of an eye. it didn’t take her long to catch on to the trick; it was his power again, though she still hadn’t figured out what exactly it was. the other vampire had remanifested behind her, grabbing her by the back of her neck.

“a pathetic attempt at murdering me?” he sneered, glaring down at her through narrowed eyes. “i’ve fed you, protected you. i have done my best to give you a home with me. and this is how you repay me,” his grip on her neck grew ever tighter, nails nearly piercing into her skin. “i don’t know what else you could possibly want.” the venom in his words made her burst out laughing, as loudly as she could despite the man’s hand around her neck.

eloise continued to laugh, causing dio to give her a look of confusion. all of it was so... painful. the past couple of months that she had spent holed up in dio’s mansion only served to reopen old wounds and make them even deeper. she felt at home with him, just as he said, and it filled her with an irrational fear. she was miserably torn between forgiveness and rage, unwilling to submit to the part of her heart that desperately wished to return to how things used to be.

“why are you angry with me?” she questioned with a scoff, turning to look him dead in the eye. “you broke my heart!” the tip of her knife found its way to his stomach, piercing first through the fabric of his mustard jacket, then his bodysuit before the skin (of the body that she had discovered wasn’t even his).

strangely enough, this time dio didn’t move an inch. he allowed the blade to plunge into his flesh, sinking to the hilt. the silver coating caused the wound to singe with a hiss. his gaze flickered to her hand, her shaky grip becoming more apparent by the second.

“... did this make you any happier?” dio’s eyes appeared cold, but within them hid something melancholic. eloise was quiet. the tears that began to flow down her cheeks said more than enough. her grip on the knife loosened. it stayed wedged in his flesh, blood oozing slowly from the wound and staining his clothing dark red.

“i don’t believe for a second that you’re sorry! for all i know, i’m just another stupid little replaceable minion to you.” the years of resentment continued to bubble up into her throat.

she paused, her words slowly sinking in. “i don’t understand why you’re so hung up on me. you’ve never apologised even once, nor have you ever told me that you love me. why are you trying so hard to act like you do?”

dio’s eyes widened as his irises gleamed red in the darkness of the room. oh, how he despised being the subject of her wrath.

“i never got to!” his voice boomed. the tension in the air seemed to dissipate instantly as eloise’s expression switched to one of disbelief.

it was ironic, wasn’t it? dio, who now possessed the power to manipulate time itself, telling her that he hadn't got the time. he felt a little strange admitting it out loud, and with such fervor too. it was so difficult to explain; the turn of events that led him to the bottom of the ocean for a century without eloise even knowing a thing. it occurred to him how pained she must have been, not hearing a single word about him since he left. 

“i am sorry."

"i never got to tell you that i loved you. and i wasn't going to say it while i knew you hated me. but i still love you.” he saw her mouth open and he quickly cut her off before she could speak. “i never told you what really happened after i left. the situation became rather… dire. i couldn’t send you a word.”

his explanation felt frantic, like he was desperately attempting to salvage the pieces of their old relationship that were wilting away by the minute. his hand fell from her neck to her shoulder, his grip now gentler. he wouldn’t have been surprised if she tried once more to run away, but instead she stood fixed in place, staring at him expectantly.

“i… cannot tell if you’re being serious.” eloise laughed dryly. dio was unsure whether or not to laugh along.

he grimaced at the thought of remaining unpardoned in her eyes. it was a horrific possibility indeed, but it faded into a distant worry as soon as she spoke again. 

“but i’ve always given you the benefit of the doubt, haven’t i?" she paused, deep in thought.

"it seems like we've got a lot to talk about.”