#which samael is

[grim-echoes]

hi chat

#my art #my ocs #oc: samael #this didn't look quite the way i wanted it to which fucking sucks #i got very clearly tired and sick of it in a few places #also it's hard to make him look actually sexy when i designed him to be a squeaky toy so i guess it's Face Practice Time next #being ktiiy is suffering

[oven-thermometer]

Hello again, anon that asked for the Samael sfw ABC's. That was great, really loved it. Thought you hit the nail on the head. I don't know if you have head cannons for him with an s/o but if you do, what are they? How would he attempt to win the s/o over if they came with and relied on the Horsemen? I was just curious, your ABC's was so good it got me thinking.

a/n: hello again samael anon! im sorry this took me so long, i haven't gotten back into my writing groove yet and I'm having a tough time in my life rn, but I miss writing so thank you for requesting :))

Also! I made a small, very inaccurate Samael playlist on Spotify!

warnings: none rlly, not betad and I rushed this

when Samael wants something, he's going to get it regardless of the cost. whether he needs to court you with honeyed words or beautiful gifts he's going to lay down his best cards to win you over.

only later in the relationship does he realise he likes your personality, your eyes, your laugh and...when did your smile get so dazzling dammit?

and the thing is, like I said before, he will do anything to get what he wants - you smiling included.

your laugh, ringing as clear as bells along his castle's walls, wrings his nonexistent heart. he may be eternally naturally warm, but something about the way you actually tend to care about listening to him makes his chest bubble with warmth.

that's another thing - he does love when you talk, but he also loves it when you listen. everyday he has to give orders and speak to countless of his soldiers or allies or even enemies, although you are the only one he ever wants to speak to.

he could talk for hours about everything you're not necessarily supposed to know about and watch as your eyes light up as you actually take in what he has to say. that same damned fuzzy feeling is back.

similarly, he doesn't mind when you ramble on and on right next to his ear while sit on his shoulder. he could be trying to pour himself into his work and you'd be right there, speaking your mind.

he'll make noncommittal grunts or single-word comments along the lines of whatever you're talking about. When you quiet down he'll gladly nudge you with one of the horns protruding from the side of his face, encouraging you to continue.

he is bold and brash, so expects you to be the same :)

samael also loves it when you have to literally climb him like a jungle gym. it amuses him when you struggle to wiggle your way up his arm or around his head when you want to get somewhere.

he'll even purposely make it difficult for you by moving his arm over when you're trying to get a grip or shake his head a little too violently while you hang on for dear life.

although if you ever manage to fall off he'll catch you without a second thought, and scold you without one too.

if you found your way to samael while in the company of the horsemen, samael would be even more intrigued.

a human? with the horsemen? in his realm? and you haven't been eaten by a demon yet?? he's impressed.

he's incredibly curious and will interrogate the horsemen about why you're with them. when he learns from either them or you that you're one of the last living humans - his interest is piqued even more.

you are rare, and that makes you valuable. he has little want to kill you, but he would love to keep you around purely for the fact that you're one of the only humans that he's been interested in.

scared humans bore him, but you - you were confident in your protection and didn't seem to care that he was a demon king. how foolish.

if the horsemen need something from him, he'd probably trade it for conversations with you.

and that is largely how your relationship began! he would have you walk with him across his kingdom (with the horsemen nearby) and enquire about your life or humans in general.

he's naturally curious and wants to know all he can about a potential enemy or ally. that includes humans.

he doesn't feel remorseful when you tell him of how you came to be with the horsemen and how the apocalypse started - if his armies hadn't marched on earth, the angels would have taken over and likely stormed hell itself. and he couldn't have that.

when your voice cracks or the tears that threaten to spill cling to your lashes though, he remains quiet. if you start to resent him he's going to get nowhere.

from there your friendship grew and your time in his company multiplied.

#Guess which part of this was a squidward quote #darksiders #darksiders 2 #darksiders ii #darksiders 3 #darksiders iii #darksiders genesis #darksiders samael #darksiders samael x reader #darksiders fanfiction #darksiders headcanons #darksiders samael headcanons

[stvivi]

who in the shadowhunter chronicles has suffered the most and why is it simon?

#reading the lost book of the white #where he gets kidnapped and tortured by samael #for killing lilith which literally wasn't even his fault #my guy cannot catch a break #tsc #simon lewis #the lost book of the white

[machinedramon]

OC-Tober Day 1: Favorite OC

It was hard for me to choose a favorite, and really I don't think i can. However, have an angel of death doing some mild intimidation tactics

#oc-tober #angel oc #archangel samael #a piece in which instead of shading i decide to go absolutely buckwild with effects instead #motion blur #eyestrain #gatlerart #bweirdOCtober

[shcherbatskya]

it has a certain coquette lana del rey core vibe to it but if she was less of like. i don’t know the way she is and more of an early 20th century ghost child way… it’s tea length which means it’s like just below my knees which makes it less like negligee and more like just weird and vaguely old timey. to me

#my mother was fine with it which is SAYING SOMETHING she hates lace #samael speaks

[heinrix]

im really really wondering how heinrix’s romance is gonna go with sam going full heretic

#im feeling evil im feeling like some sort of demented creature #thinking abt heinrix seeing something change in sam. he’s suddenly stronger as a psyker and he’s physically colder and heinrix recognizes #all these signs but they’re happy? & heinrix finally has something other than duty that’s keeping him going & he wants to be selfish #but the cost of being selfish is sam succumbing to ruinous powers once more. being a slave to tzeentch but this time around #there’s true physical changes to sam where he perhaps starts sprouting bird feathers & growing eyes which he tries to hide but heinrix sees #and god. he might have to old yeller samael #samael and heinrix

[daveyfvckingjacobs]

four year old art of viktor popped up on my tiktok today what a babyyyyyyy

#this was when he was still called samael which feels wild #even tho he’s only been viktor for about a year #my little guy (threat to the general public) #I think this art was also heavily pre his addition to the actual story #hence his modern ‘our world’ outfit #daveyfvckingjacobs #oc #original character #tanners stories

[malkaviian]

im home earlier than i thought

#i can actually work on things yay. at least one of them #for the mav and samael story i will rewrite the first chapter #bc i think starting with mav having One of Those breakdowns bc of what happened with zachary its not the best way #i think its better to start the story showing his Unconventional Desires and Fantasies about being murdered as violently as possible #and then explain whats the reason behind them later; when the readers have an idea of who he is. and maybe wonder why hes like that #or if hes weird just because something is wrong with his brain (i mean something is def wrong with him either way. #but did something happened for him to end this way or it just happened without something being a direct cause?) #at least i didnt even got to the midpoint; i only had ~800 words. which is kind of a win for me tbh i havent write shit in months #let alone this thing is out of my comfort zone for a lot of reasons; starting with the fact its not a fanfic and everything belongs to me #and i havent touched a subject this sensitive like a p4r4philia before. of course i did my research but tbf there isnt a lot on this one #so im trying not to sound completely uninformed; just that i couldnt really find a whole lot of research on this #bc it doesnt exist on the first place. the closest is lopatka's clase; which i've read what i could find about already; its not a whole lot #anyway i am afraid of getting hate comments. something something i am romanticizing a serious subject #something something i am portraying this as a love story (im not; if the characters think so its another thing) so i must be fucked up irl #something something 'this is fucked up and doesnt cater to my direct tastes; therefore is bad and you are bad too' #of course i will put warnings but you know how people are. and if they report the story wattpad could actually take it down #a bummer but. whatever. i always have ao3 but i will have to do an extra step and translate it to english #alongside having 0 audience there. well shit just happens ig lol #this turned into a rant sorry #lilith whispers

[samaeldire]

I don't wanna do college work anymore I wanna draw fucked up little guys >:(

#Samael ramble #I hope I get a job over the summer #So I don't have to do more college #Because this is so exhausting #No time or energy for personal art or gifts or comms #My body is v run down from the stress and exhaustion #Sigh #I might have an opportunity for a fun job but #I'll have to diversify my portfolio first #Which I have to wait until AFTER COLLEGE FOR RAAHHH

[scorchedcandy]

Day 14 - ghost of a loved one

#first official Bernadette appearance #till death do they part and even after #they were only engaged but still #he took her last name when he took on a fake Breton name #after fleeing cyrodiil #samael is from a baby book which is why he pronounces it wrong #all that is a story for another day too #I was on the fence about this one #but for now it stays #my art #digital art #tes #the elder scrolls #skyrim #ocs #my ocs #tes oc #imperial #oc october #oc tober #inktober #inktober 2022 #oc: samael menant #oc: bernadette menant

[abernant]

as my resident doll mutual, do you have thoughts on rainbow high? they’re literally the only dolls i will buy with my own real life money. their hair is sooo soft and i love that they come w/ extra clothes. i have like 4 or something i can send pics if you want <333

OOOOH rainbow high is very complicated 4 me i love love love the fashion aspect its so refreshing 2 see a line with actual detailed clothes again BUT. they kind of freak me out bc it seems like q kind of lack of personality sort of?? EUGH idk how to explain it BUT they are so so cool and i WOULD love pictures :}

#ill try to explain more in the tags its something abt the face molds i think? theyre too carbon copy-ish for me personally which i KNOW is #weird 4 me to say bc theyre fashion dolls the fashion is meant 2 be the focus but when their whole gimmick seems 2 be colors it just gets #sorta. i cant glean any personality from them by appearance like with other doll lines based on a gimmick & it freaks me out !! idk !! #this made no sense who cares. i AM vv intrigued by them though #asks #samael

[dealmakr]

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#next up is Samael NEO #which is going to be quite the undertaking i feel like

[shcherbatskya]

everything i love has been ever so cruelly TAKEN from me to go into the god damn car. my shoes (garbage bag) my clothes (suitcase) my pills. my makeup. my hair curler. all my good pants. my laptop my DIGNITY!!!!!!

#all i have left is the rest of this can of coke and my purse in which to shove all the rest of my belongings because we leave at four am!!!! #samael speaks

[thepotatofrog]

Nobody does “haunting the narrative” quite like Tamsyn Muir. Characters who died ten thousand years ago and still irreparably alter the fabric of the universe, who we’re still wondering about and obsessing over. Cristabel, Anastasia. Characters like Nigella, Loveday, Alfred, Samael - characters who we barely know a thing about, but who haunt the story in the things they left behind, the people they left behind, the people who knew them and loved them and hated them. They’ve got civilisations founded for them, a single word of their personality lives on in the names of the people they died for. Joy. Patience. “Love is a revenant” indeed. We watch our characters walk the empty rooms they once lived in, read the words they left to outlast them, dress in their clothes which are too big or too small.

Dulcinea Septimus, dead before we meet her, collateral damage in life and in death, sick of roses and horny for revenge. Ortus Nigenad is dead in act one, gone and unimportant, and then he changes the course of the second book. We only get to know him properly after his death, like Protesilaus, like Dulcie. Then there’s Awake Remembrance Of These Valiant Dead, taking the haunting literally. (Not to mention Gideon and the Body)

It makes sense that a series about necromancy would have plenty of haunting but god it’s done well

#the locked tomb #gideon the ninth #harrow the ninth #tlt meta

[lqveharrington]

We Become We | L.M.

summary: You and Lucifer were both linked by an unknown force, but Lucifer acted upon it differently, thinking it meant nothing.

pairing: Archangel!Lucifer Morningstar x Seraphim!Reader

includes: fluff, angst, Sera and Micheal being kind of mean, heartbreak, letting your heart decided what to do and not your mind. (I think that’s it, let me know if I missed any !)

a/n: i listened to this song at least 100 times the other day, it’s really good. i think it made me cry already based on how many tiktoks i’ve seen of it.

Since the Father in Heaven created you, you have always been more curious about the different angels he created. You were the second Seraphim created after Sera, so you witnessed the birth of many angels, except for the Archangels. You were introduced to one another as royalty, treating one another with such status.

However, you always caught the eyes of a certain Archangel. He was the second oldest of God’s children, much like how you were the second Seraphim. When you were introduced to one another, you instantly clicked. You always made sure to find him once a day, conversing on several topics about Earth and the Heavens.

“Luce, where’s the— Lucifer!” You grimace at the Archangel, watching him give you a teasing grin. “You’re not supposed to touch those until later tonight.”

“It’s not my fault you decided to break into the palace’s kitchens for a snack!” He wiped his mouth with his sleeve. You scrunch your nose at the action. “So formal all the time, beautiful.”

You roll your eyes as a smile etches its way to your lips, grabbing the strawberries from the fridge. “Just help me, you idiot.”

“Rude.” He bit into a strawberry, humming at the taste. “I was stating a fact.”

Nudging his shoulder, your wings ruffle at the words. “We have to go, Luce.”

“You really just came in here to get strawberries—?”

You both froze when you heard Gabriel and Sera’s voices coming through the other end of the kitchens, glancing at one another. Without another thought, you both run toward the back door, entering the palace gardens. You flinched when you heard Sera’s booming voice from the garden.

Lucifer pulled you by the waist, and softly pushed your back on a willow tree, covering your mouth when the wind speeds increased from his brother and your sister’s wings. Your eyes widened at the action, scanning his face as he looked behind you. You suddenly felt warm. From his hand holding your waist to the close proximity, you swear you could hear your heartbeat in your ears.

“Sorry, they were looking for the culprit.” He chuckled as he removed his hand from your mouth, his golden eyes meeting your eyes. “Are you alright?”

You nod, face still warm from his hand still around your waist. “You still have frosting on your cheek, Luce…”

“Oh?” He swiped with his tongue, making you giggle. “Did I get it?”

“No.” You lift your hand, gently wiping the frosting off. “There.”

Lucifer smiled at you, “Thank you, beautiful.”

Seconds passed as you whispered back a response, letting the silence encapsulate the both of you. Your eyes searched his gaze while he cupped your cheek, rubbing softly.

“Lucifer—“

“SAMAEL!” Micheal yelled for his twin, making the both of you separate.

Your cheeks flare at the situation, watching him press a kiss to your cheek as he walks backward.

“I have to go, beautiful. I’ll see you later.” He winks, pushing off the ground with his six wings.

You lean against the tree, hand clutched by your heart. He had you hooked with a single action, but at what cost?

I could never choose to love another…

Months had passed and the Father created new souls on Earth. He created human souls, which fueled both you and Lucifer’s curiosity. You both visited them once in a while, but unbeknownst to you, Lucifer would visit without you, having built a blooming relationship with the human soul Lilith.

“Micheal!” You caught up with your creator’s eldest child, shifting your weight on your feet when he gave you an annoyed look. “Sorry, but uh… Do you know where Luc—Samael is? He promised we would have a picnic in the palace gardens today.”

“He went down to Earth to speak with Lilith again.” The Archangel waved you off. “If you wish to speak to him—“

“I’ll just go down to Earth.” You purse your lips, wings fluffing at his tone.

Lucifer said he was going to meet up with you by the gardens earlier that morning, he promised you. Did he just forget? Your heart ached at the thought as you soared down from the Heavens toward the Garden of Eden. You always loved visiting Earth’s garden, smiling when you saw flourishing greenery.

You slowly landed by the waterfall you added with Lucifer, his laughter ringing through the air. The wildlife followed you as you made your way over to the sound, your smile brightening when you saw Lucifer’s figure.

“Lucifer!” You shout for him, but the water from the waterfall drowns out your calls. You swiftly moved past all the growing plants before you froze, your heart beating harder with each passing second you watched.

Lilith and Lucifer were in a relationship?

Your heart broke as they parted from the kiss, Lilith tilting her head when she saw you. The animals surrounding you rubbed their heads against your legs in hopes of bringing your attention away from the couple.

Suddenly, Lucifer whipped around, eyes widening at being caught. Especially by you. “Fuck, beautiful—“

“I have to go.” You murmur, wings pushing you away from them.

Tears cascaded down your face as you made it back to Heaven, letting yourself break down when reaching your room’s balcony. The Archangels and Sera heard your curses out to the angel who took your heart and crushed it, frowning at the thought of what you saw.

They soon figured out the cause of your heartbreak, meaning the Angelic Council needed to make a crucial decision about the souls. With you swaying the final decision.

Lucifer watched you from where he stood with Lilith, knowing you would never look his way ever again.

“The Angelic Council voted unanimously,” Sera spoke with a delicate voice, hidden poison underneath. “You are both sentenced to Hell, becoming fallen to those in Heaven.”

You refused to look up from the papers in front of you, listening intently to your sister’s words. The whispers in the back of your head get louder as you hear Lucifer protest…

“ENOUGH.” Sera boomed her voice in the room, making you flinch. “It will be effective immediately.”

Lucifer looks back toward you, finally meeting your eyes. And for the first time, he saw guilt and anger emitting from you. He knew you loved him, but thought it didn’t mean anything until now.

Maybe one day I can learn to love you, too…

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[lastflowerofyourhouse]

some points. some things. some ideas. none of which are connected, i'm sure.

"anastasia" means "resurrection" or "one who will be reborn."

she is the only one of the original lyctors explicitly stated to have sired her house's line of succession.

this is vitally important (important enough to have been actively preserved against all odds for 10000 years), but nobody seem to quite understand why, including the reverend family.

alecto says "you are the blood of anastasia," as if this is relevant to her. she then kisses harrow and draws blood.

it's only after getting verbal confirmation and (presumably) tasting her blood that she pledges her sword to harrow.

she says "i am sorry about samael," as if that would mean something to harrow, as if she expects harrow to have the same grief over anastasia's cavalier that anastasia did.

the ninth house is "the house of the sewn tongue," which is a ritual for the keeping of secrets. it also sounds oddly flesh magic-ey for the ninth, which means they probably didn't originate the practice.

this would imply that it's relevant to their history somehow.

the ninth's skull is jawless, which we know from the ianthe situation is the way to undo the effects of the sewn tongue.

when people talk portentously of the ninth, they talk about its "secrets" and its "mysteries," always in the plural.

which implies that there are more secrets than just the tomb. i doubt they added the plural after the creche flu, can you imagine? the ninth has other, very old secrets.

harrow loved alecto from sight.

alecto recognized her immediately.

like i said, this is a series of random, unconnected facts. there are no conclusions whatsoever to be drawn from this.

#the locked tomb #tlt #tlt meta #anastasia the first #my post