#death oc

[c-0-lt]

Samuel.

He appeared next to him.

@future-is-made-of-death

He has this huge ass round bed but no he's in the middle cudding shirts and pillows surrounding him cooing softly

Vick~

[supdudes95]

A Run-In with Death

"What are you doing, Lucifer..." "...Flirting?" "...Yeah, fair enough. Go on."

A painting idea I've had on my mind for a while. I want to say it's canon for my fic, it just happens off-screen XD I just had this vivid image of Lucifer meeting Death while helping Alastor with one of his kills on Earth, and so, this came to be.

Hope you enjoy!

[amethyst-sugar]

Thinking about what a deceased reader who meets Death.

Warnings/Tags: Death (as in character) is overbearing, kidnapping, dead reader (no description of death), infantilization

Masterlist

You are so scared and confused that you see your body in front of you. You try to convince yourself that you are having a mental breakdown. Death has seen this many times before; everyone has a hard time accepting the reality of dying. Death comforts you in hopes that you will come to accept it. You only spiral more, panicking because Death is with you. Death wants to take your distress away. He can't have you panicking like this. Death goes against his nature, taking you to their realm, making you become a lost soul. Don’t worry, he’ll take care of you from now on. 

In Death’s realm, everything is shadowy and misty. Death brings you to a tower. He explains that he uses it as a home. He takes you to the highest point, where his private rooms are located. He sets you down, and he organizes a nest for you. He ensures there are plenty of blankets and comfort items. He places you inside of it, wrapping you with a couple of blankets. He watches over you as he encourages you to fall asleep. Nothing will hurt you now, after all, death watches you while you sleep. 

The next days aren’t fun, you mourn your past life. You feel like you will never be the same. Death comforts you as you process what your new life will look like. He neglects his nature, only paying attention to you and your well-being. He tells you about how you can visit Earth with him sometime, but for now, you will just be with him. 

Even after the worst of it, Death still comforts and babies you; you are his child now. He takes you for walks around his realm and makes sure you have your “human time”. He gives you human activities that he thinks you would enjoy. 

Over time, you get used to all of the babying and living with him, and you begin to forget what life was like before. Being with Death in his realm is suffocating, but now you have someone who cares for you every moment of the day. You will never have to do anything anymore, as long as you stay with Death. 

[tytarax]

Here's the full drawing (talking about this post)

P.S. I'll be back soon! I promise!

[artsylgstyles]

Sometimes I get these random bursts to draw Corben and ONLY Corben, because I'm worried I'll never be able to draw a muzzle again. LOL

I did this to myself, he did not need to be this complex, but... demon dragoon... 🤤🤤

[yanmusings]

Mortal Cravings

IM AWAKE and back with something different!

This is a practice writing of my OC, Lady Death :3

very short!

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“Well, I say…” She gently curled her fingers under your chin. “What brings you here, mortal?” Her voice lifted the solemn feelings that poisoned your heart. She carefully examines your features, as if appraising a beloved jewel. Her body was afloat, with her long tendrils splayed about. She looked like she was under the sea, with how she suspended herself so freely in the air. She tilted her head, signaling her curiosity towards you. Her thumb gently stroked the side of your face as she carried a contemplative look on her features.

“I, uhm… I have some business. To take care of.” You meant for your voice to be strong, unyielding, undeniable. Instead, it came out hushed.

Her cold yet soothing hand regretfully retracted from your face. “Ah. It is in human nature to be… vengeful. I suppose.”

Her title. Say her title. “I’m not here for anything of the sort, Lady Death.” You correct.

Something in her eyes came as quickly as it went. Her gaze then met yours. “What is it you need, my dear flower?”

“Please, I need to see how I die.” You bit your lip and placed your hand on the other close to your chest, as if holding a treasured necklace.

You felt a subtle change in atmosphere. “What have you brought me in exchange, my dear mortal?” Her soft voice has a firmness that wasn’t there before.

Your eyes meet the floor shamefully. “I’m sorry, I didn’t bring anything for you, Lady Death.”

[starvingv4mp]

Tell em, Mori.

what's yo ass looking crazy for, damn.

Of course death can be gentle. To existentialists, DEATH is the end of all meaning. To nihilists, DEATH is a meaningless stop, that abides no reason. And to suicidals? To the hopeless? DEATH is beautiful. DEATH itself, akin to rest, calm, even peace after the storm.

There is no singular form for DEATH, it is all a matter of the human.

We say "death's embrace" for a reason. If DEATH had to attack, then people would no longer wish to die.

[gummygoatgalaxy]

Sans x Lobo

Sans x my version of death/grim reaper which i named Lobo

(Izzrii is still my main UT oc, i wont ever be ditching her, i just wanted to also ship Sans with Death lol)