Recently I've been obsessed with a character design I bought from @smokbeast (check them out their stuff is super cool) quite some time ago. I keep drawing him constantly it's becoming a problem.
His name is Samael and he is my bbg. I wrote him a whole depressing backstory. Expect more of him because I am addicted to this poor tormented boy I want to kiss him on the mouth (is that weird to say)
@humanransome-note: Okay so I actually made a little OC family, and I’m not all that active in BNHA at the moment but I still love them. Five whole pages
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First there’s the dad. Dishonorably discharged and court martialed, former US Army officer. He’s 36, and was SUPER OP when he was younger. His quirk was basically alchemy from FMA mixed with the fluidity of bending from ATLA. Contact with whatever he was moving was how it worked, but he figured out how to transfer his quirk through /atoms in the air/ so he was just hoping around bending the physical world to his will. (Like I said, super op.)
He can’t do much of that anymore though, because after the army used him, and a few others, to test out a long term low dose quirk enhancement drug, that he was told were vitamins, he accidentally OD on them.
He wasn’t taking them everyday, and he thought “whatever their vitamins” he never thought it was weird that they’d get their pills counted out every month. But, ya know, hindsight.
So when he realized inspection was coming around and he had too many pills, he just popped them all, expecting an upset stomach at worst.
He nearly leveled the equivalent of about 10 city blocks, he was giggly, a bit high on power, and suffering from delirium caused by heat sickness. One side effect of overusing his quirk was his body overheating because (something something, physics, something something transfer of energy produces heat)
It took getting smacked by a live power line to put him down. He’s got a chunk of flesh missing from his left shoulder, and some gnarly Lindinburg figures projecting out from it. His left hand is considerably weaker and he’s blind in his left eye.
He came to, in a public hospital. Some paperwork issue or something prevented him from being transferred back to base.
(He doesn’t know this, but one of docs’ quirks was being able to tell the chemical composition of anything he tasted, a bit of a biohazard, but useful in a pinch. He threw up after getting just a small lick of blood, so they ran some tests, and found an unidentified chemical cocktail. They intentionally stalled to get the results and to see if he knew what he was taking)
After finding out that he was being used as a guinea pig for something that messed with his quirk (he tries not to see a person’s quirk as a judgement of their value, but a huge portion of his self esteem rested on his own quirk) he threw a fit, demanded to see his CO and promptly punched said commanding officer as hard as he could in the nads.
On paper, he was court martialed for assaulting a commanding officer, but in truth it was an excuse to discredit him so anything he said would be met with skepticism.
That didn’t entirely work though, the amount of damage done to himself and the areas around him after having a squeaky clean record made a bunch of people think something was up.
They were right.
So that left him with two options:
keep fighting tooth and nail to blow the whistle on this thing, ruin his life, publicly and financially, and probably not have anything happen. Because something this dangerous and unethical had to be approved from pretty high up the food chain.
Sign an indefinite NDA, get secretly subsidized by the US government and live out the rest of his life wherever he can find himself in relative peace. -also work as an on call black coat operative, his quirk may be jacked but he can still get some damage in from close range, and he’s pretty handy with a handgun-
He spends the first few months or so, just losing himself in drugs and alcohol. They had left him alone with his morphine drip, he got addicted and switched to opioids but quit when he found out he was pregnant. (Did I mention? My mans is trans!)
He didn’t want kids, but he couldn’t get a procedure in his current state, (both the actual state and coming down from a probably days long bender) and by the time he’d cleaned up he was ready to pop.
So he had the kids. Yep, twins. A girl and a blob. Literally, the one he’d start calling his son when the little goo ball got a concept of gender was born with his quirk. Shapeshifting, down to the cellular level (with enough practice) unfortunately little dude had to know what he wanted to change it and having no experience besides swimming in embryonic fluid, and wiggle to irritate sister he was just kinda there.
That was fun, 13 hours of labor, followed by the panic of a room full of doctors freaking out because they realized that thing was not the afterbirth but in fact another child.
The doctors freaking out made him realize he’d do anything for those kids, so that’s when he decided to keep them.
The first few months were a lot. He spent more time in the hospital than at home, they had to put the kid in what was basically a sensory deprivation tank that was set up to be a pseudo womb.
He couldn’t name them yet. The little girl got a name, Lilith, but he was scared that if he’d name them, something would happen, and they’d be filling out a death certificate immediately after the birth. He knew it wasn’t rational, but it made him feel better.
Speaking of Lilith, either she was born with her quirk as well, or it came in a few months after being born.
He was curled up with her, against the tank, when suddenly alarms started going off.
He looked inside and saw her, and for a fleeting, terrifying, exhausting moment he thought he had a teleporting infant on his hands. But she was still in his arms.
Puppeteer is what he called her quirk after things settled and some more testing could be done. Controlling people via contact through skin, (or conductive material, apparently)
And since all she knew how to do was be herself, she’d inadvertently made her brother a clone.
It took a lot of talking with specialists and pediatric Quirk scientists to approve, under intense supervision, that Lilith use her quirk on her brother and hopefully teach him to inadvertently stay human shaped and functional.
Almost their first birthday to the day was the first time that he stayed human shaped, on his own, for a whole day!
Baby blob’s first birthday present was a name, Samael (Sam or Sammy for short), and going home for the first time.
(are these OC’s named after biblical figures, both of which said fuck this, gave god the finger, and did their own shit? Yes, I’ve got a personal philosophy about names and that showed up here)
The first roughly three years, he’d been on call for some super shady shit before he realized that a lot of the places he was called to were pretty far from East Asia.
So with minimal planning, a favor, and a phone call to a friend they made working black coat, they had passports, plane tickets, and a decent apartment in the Mufastsu prefecture of Japan.
Elementary school was okay, Lilith (no you don’t get to call her Lily, you don’t have the friend privileges) and Sam (just Sam, maybe Sammy if he likes you) had the novelty of being from America to outweigh any bullying that may have been thrown at them because of their Quirks.
That would come later.
Middle school was bad, kids saw the two of them as scapegoats because of their “villainous Quirks”
“It wasn’t me! Sam did it while looking like me!”
“Lilith made me do it!”
Samael turned inward and started getting into tech, robotics, and support equipment, theoretically, you need permits for that.
Lilith got violent, only in instances of defense, but still violent. The two of them went to a different middle school for every year of it. Their second to last year they actually went to the same school as Midoriya and Bakugo.
Sam had a bit of a crush on Midoriya, and Lilith was ready to throw down with Bakugo the second she got the opportunity, this isn’t some tsundere thing, she just wants to see him eat dirt.
Their last year of middle school was pretty okay, considering the first two, and Lilith redirected her anger into helping Sam with his tech. Herself finding an interest in it as well.
They both applied for UA’s support course, (“You just wanna go cause Midoriya wanted to.” “I do not-”)
Lilith got in by the skin of her teeth, her record of fighting put her on a six month probation and prevented her from participating in the sports festival that year. She was devastated when she learned she lost an opportunity to make Bakugo do the chicken dance.
introducing another OC from my uhhh let's just call it the Sinful Love-verse (SLverse), because that's what the original fic was called (now long deleted). This is my version of Samael, "Venom of God" and chief angel of death. :v
Height: 7ft
Eyes: Gold
Hair: Purple
Personality: Bitter, snarky, sarcastic, could be kind if you managed to pull at their heartstrings, secretly romantic, smart, competent
Redesign notes: he/him pronouns -> they/them pronouns, formerly male -> now androgyne. Also they now have tiddies :3
Some rambling on their backstory -> (LONG read)
.....First some things to mention: I'm not good depicting this, but my other angel OC Nemphis has one black wing and one white wing, and is technically a hybrid angel, or a fusion of angel and fallen angel. When he lost his angelic grace by sleeping with Mephisto, he was supposed to lose his angelhood and transform into a fallen angel.
But he didn't. He retained his angelic core, as well as his new demonic one. So he became a perfect hybrid, with total balance of good and evil - hence one white wing, one black wing.
^This is extremely rare. Unfortunately angel-fallen angel hybrids are seen as threats to Heaven (because they cannot be controlled/are not bound by Heaven/to God, and also are extremely powerful) - and so they're usually exterminated by Heaven.
Nemphis was captured and due to be executed but that whole story is gone with my fic so nvm all that. I just wanted to get the concept of angel hybrids out of the way. Moving on:
We now come to Samael...who has two black wings, and one white wing.
Samael is also an angelic-fallen angel hybrid. BUT the difference is, they aren't a "natural" hybrid like Nemphis is. They are the result of divine engineering - in fact, they are God's failed experiment.
Why was God trying to create his own hybrids? Shrug. Probably a form of angelic super-soldier, which is what Samael became. Samael was supposed to have one white and one black wing as well, to have good and evil in perfect balance within them - but the process failed.
Instead Samael is now more fallen angel than angel...but as a direct child of God, they are still bound to Heaven, unlike Nemphis. And also unlike Nemphis, Samael somehow retained their angelic grace.
God wanted to cast Samael out of Heaven, and nearly did so, near the beginning of time, but Samael grabbed Michael the Archangel's* wings as they were pushed (Michael was the one who threw them out) and nearly brought the other angel down with them.
Seeing that Samael was too dangerous to cast aside completely, God let them stay to serve Heaven instead, under tight and vicious control. Samael became the chief angel of death, an angel of the Apocalypse, and a high commander in the Angel Army.
Lucifer became aware of Samael's existence. And seeing how fair's fair, he asked to ALSO have some control of Samael, since Samael was more fallen angel than angel.
This was actually careful diplomacy. Imperfect hybrid though they are, Samael is actually extremely powerful and destructive and Lucifer didn't want God to have complete control over them. God relented. So Samael works for Heaven while moonlighting for Hell
|D;; (They aren't happy about this situation, or their life in general).
So what was their role in my SL story? .......I actually forgot, but I *think* it had something to do with getting Mephisto, Sunday, and their angel "friend" (captive) [I forgot his name, but he was an angel of winter], into Heaven to break Nemphis out of angel prison or whatever. :D;;
OH Mephisto was also totally smitten with them and wanted to tap that ass soooo bad but he's an incubus so no one batted an eye about this and Samael could easily rebuff him because they're strong af and Mephisto is a weakling lol
They also originally had 2 flaming katanas as weapons but I can't be assed to draw those. I might just give them one cool sword instead.
They also had a developing crush on Sunday I may or may not do something with. Idk.
TL;DR Samael is God's shittiest unloved unwanted powerful demon child and is v bitter about it. At least they're smokin hot with an ass that won't quit and perfect tits :) and a big ol dick :)) what are they complaining about anyway SMH /j
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*Michael was also a chara in my fic. Lucifer showed up to take Nemphis' soul after Mephisto didn't give him up, and Michael appeared and rescued him. But he was fatally wounded by Lucifer in the process and "died", but revived later. Also in my fic, Lucifer and Michael were brothers, which is a popular media interpretation and I just like it :)
