#oc: swansong

[withheartsaligned]

do you wanna know, know that it doesn't hurt me? do you wanna know about the deal i'm making?

[indigomarina]

I'm going to be blunt, I kind of want to read a fic (or one-shot I don't really mind) of reader (or OC, again don't mind) getting annoyed of Lucifer flirting with them so they go to Adam's house and demand that he FUCK THEM SENSELESS! Going full on Dead Girl Walking. Adam is confused but he's not gonna complain about free sex and does so! Reader lets Adam know they love HIM (not Lucifer!) Adam plays it off like he doesn't care, but is glad to have a partner/spouse who genuinely loves him and they cuddle.

[goosetooths]

how to deal with ur curse 101: succumb

[thedeadthree]

DANCING BEARS, PAINTED WINGS. THINGS I ALMOST REMEMBER.

template by the loveliest @unholymilf ♡ | doodles ♡ | playlist ♡

[aiyumiyeou]

my son yumi........... szn four c;

[someone-took-lost]

during the hallow’s walk season, reapers are required by HDAS to wear costumes to honor the holiday. often they will follow suite in their team’s theme, for example. dove (they/them) wears a dove-like mask, and ophelia (she/her) a swan, with an almost dancer like cape.

it is an honored tradition, but it certainly isn’t the most amazing to work over time as people walk to and from. the reapers requiring to oversee everyone during this time of chaos. unbothered by the hounds that may pick off those during the night.

it seems some don’t mind the late shift, although others seem,,, to think otherwise about it.

[2-b-art-blog]

Two of them aren’t even trying to hide it lmaooooo

Guess who is turning their AU’s into OC’s

That’s right! Me >:3c

I just took their concepts and did it slightly to the left

Not for any reason other than to have Welcome Home OC’s

But I like to think that Araneus and Mimi are my AU’s disguised for no reason

Anyways, a list of who is who

Swansong Poppy (which I adopted from the lovely @/onewallywithmanyfaces ) - The swan, who is likely some singer. She doesn’t lure people or anything, she just likes to sing

Frankie (Spider Frank) - Araneus

Stork Poppy - Stork midwife ig

Mimic Sally - Mimi

Mimic tries everything except to be a completely different person despite the fact she can shapeshift frrrr 😭😭😭

[oedonchapeldweller]

btw i have to redraw all of these because i cant transfer them from my old laptop and im pretty sure i absolutely destroyed the hearse art beyond repair (also i still dont like the clowns design)

[loathsome-sickness]

Swansong of a Shattered Soul - Chapter Two

Content Warnings: Sexual content, gore content, implied/past abuse/rape/cannibalism, blood and injury, restraints, strangulation, incidental self-harm, unwilling surgery, pain, praise, aftercare

Note: these warnings are for the chapter, for the whole series check the warnings on Ao3

Morgan needs a spell to keep him safe, but it has to be somewhere he cannot reach.

If you like my work, consider joining my discord server! The rest of my works can be found on my Ao3.

[wolfishturk]

Independent Elder Kindred, ( vampire ) Galeb Bazory, roleplay blog from Vampire: The Masquerade - Swansong && distant descendent, Selim Sydin, werewolf OC ( strongly influenced by WoD's Garou ) AU, multi-muse && crossover friendly. Both written by Wally. 21+

[undeadunalive]

Discord

While my brain isn't working on tumblr atm, if anyone would like to rp on discord, feel free to give me an add: professionalprocrastinator. ( include the . at the end )

characters I'm willing to write:

Ethan Watson ( werewolf oc )

Hicks Chaus ( mutant oc )

Erik Lehnsherr ( mutant ) Legion

Charles Xavier ( mutant ) Legion

Galeb Bazory ( vampire ) Vampire: The Masquerade - Swansong

Dr. Jonathan Reid ( vampire ) Vampyr

Dr. Thomas Hughes ( doctor oc )

Kerry Eurodyne ( rock star ) Cyberpunk 2077

Rassilon ( alien, 8th, 16th, 18th && 19th ) Doctor Who

Fr. James Rutherford ( priest / exorcist oc )

Christopher Samuels ( android ) Alien: Isolation

[withheartsaligned]

[indigomarina]

Hazbin OC x Canon Week Day 3 - Redemption (SwanSong)

For @hazbinocxcanon Warning: cults, heavily implied abuse, implied character death, yandere behavior from Sylvia.

Sylvia's not really 'redeemed' so much as she's in a much more better space mentally, etc. Sylvia is from this for those who want more of her (though, please proceed with caution, it's..a lot)

Sylvia sits alone in their living room, staring off into the distance. Her mind drifts back to her childhood growing up in that cult - the harsh indoctrination, the strict rules, the punishments for disobedience. She shudders, remembering how scared and confused she felt as a little girl. "No child should have to go through that… They stole my innocence, my freedom, before I could even speak." Flashes of being a rebellious, misguided teenager, lashing out with violence and getting in with the wrong circles. The shame, the self-loathing, the aimlessness. And then finally, a sharp pain at the back of her skull and then silence... "I was so lost back then. If it wasn't for discovering my divine purpose…"

Sylvia's heart brimmed with memories of a time when she felt utterly lost and consumed by fear. But then, a miraculous moment unfolded as she soared towards the heavens, forever etching a sense of awe and wonder in her soul.

She thinks of the day she manifested her angelic powers and was recruited into the exorcists. How it gave her life new meaning and direction, a way to unleash her fury on the deserving.

"For the first time, I felt in control, strong… powerful. It was intoxicating." Sylvia said, smiling faintly. But even that couldn't fill the gnawing void inside her. Not until she met HIM. Sylvia's face softens as she remembers laying eyes on Adam for the first time. "My brave, fearless warrior. My king, my earth and sky. My destiny…" Sylvia finally reunited with her three other sisters, her only remaining family members. Despite their past issues, she had longed for their presence. It was a bit uncomfortable to see her father after so long, considering their strained relationship when they were alive. However, in the end, Sylvia was overjoyed to see him and vice versa. She gazes around their beautiful home, "And now look at me - I have everything I ever wanted." She hears the front door open and turns to see Adam entering, looking exhausted from a long day's work. "Hey babe, sorry I'm - oof!" Adam said, yawning before Sylvia jumped up and rushes over, throwing her arms around him in a fierce hug. She catches Adam off guard, but he chuckles and returns the embrace. "Ooh, someone's affectionate already. Everything okay?" Adam asked. Sylvia beamed up at him, "Everything is wonderful, my love. I was just thinking about how blessed I am to have you in my life, to call you my husband." Adam grinned, "Well, I am pretty amazing. Nice to see you finally admitting it." Sylvia playfully swats at him, "Incorrigible beast." However, she grew serious, "But truly, Adam, you are the light of my world. My safe harbor in the storm." Sylvia said, stroking his cheek tenderly. "I love you with every fiber of my being." Adam was momentarily stunned by her intensity, but then smiled warmly, "Love you too, Sylvie." She pulls him down for a soul-searching kiss, her way of saying thank you - for being her salvation, her redemption, her everything. When they finally part, Sylvia is radiant with joy. "Come, my heart. Let's go make the most of our beautiful forever." Sylvia said wistfully She takes his hand and leads him off toward the bedroom. For tonight at least, Sylvia's inner darkness is kept at bay, banished by the shining force of her love for her husband. Whatever shadows may have haunted her in the past, in this moment, she is deliriously, blissfully happy.

[thejadedking]

"I’ve been roaming the night since 1745. Do you have even the slightest idea what that does to you? How it changes you... without even realising it? Without wanting to. It eats you from the inside…"

Independent Galeb Bazory role-play blog from Big Bad Wolf's Vampire: The Masquerade - Swansong ∣ 300+ year-old vampire ∣ good ending based ∣ multiple verses available ∣ oc, au, multi-muse && crossover friendly.

[thedeadthree]

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as she has had a vice grip on the brain a cute piece for olga ♡ in the future will include minerva and santo and alyssas logan !

The odds of FEDRA’s successes against the Washington Liberation Front are bleak at best. If she is being frank, they’re losing.

They will reach the basement. They will find the specimens in the vault. They will find them. They will find her.

And they will not have her research. 

The soldiers protecting her outside have likely been taken out. Her colleagues, the ones who didn’t leave on Allards transport with her mentor gisela, fleur, yori, and ondria and didn’t manage to find ways out on their own were likely detained or taken out as well. Leaving her alone. 

She wanted it this way. She won’t let the wrong hands reach what she has worked years for to understand the Cordyceps. She won’t let them reach her. 

“Mother, if this is to be my swansong, I want you to avenge me.” she whispers to herself as she removes her lab coat and research scrubs. Olga was currently on the residential level, and she had the room renovated to include a private elevator leading down directly into the research floor; she'll reach the basement level before they do. 

Olga headed from the window overlooking the outer courtyard of what was once the University of Washington hospital; which FEDRA and the Center for Disease Control, or CDC, had turned into a research facility. Walking to her bed and putting on the dress she had laid there Olga made her way to the vanity on the opposite end of her bed. 

She was taught to look her best when treating guests. Even still, she holds the words of her mother in regard. 

It was her mothers dress, a vintage gown from 2002, the soft blue silk slip dress felt dreamlike on her. She would be wearing this for her memory. Olga, now sitting on the chair gazing at her reflection from the vanity, put on a pair of pearl earrings and a pearl necklace, humming to the tune of Tchaikovsky’s swan lake as she did.

The swan will choose her fate today.

ive also began working on the former seattle crew / former washington dc crew and here is what i have so far of minervas ♡ using the loveliest mari's template !

a cute lil piece for una with this template by the lovely ash ♡

and lastly ! a vicky piece using this template! featuring aj’s nessie ♡

[someone-took-lost]

making cookies for their love < 3