#Evangeline oc

[whumpsoda]

Coming Back To Bite You, Part 4 - Caught in Her Web

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cw: hypnosis, vampire whumper, coarse language, emeto

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Marshall hummed, a sort of sound of agreement. He didn’t really know what he was agreeing to, possibly the buzz in the back of his mind, but couldn’t reach enough of himself to decipher it. Not that he could really care at the moment, mind swirling in circles along with the fingers on his temples.

He was floating, gently dancing through the wind of his head like a cloud. His limbs were somehow numbed, disconnected from the rest of his body. All Marshall could feel was the flutter of his eyelids and the grunt of his voice, echoing beyond the emptiness.

Someone was speaking, and he recognized it, clawing out for it. The voice was smooth and kind, something he was unable to make sense of. His face scrunched, wriggling his body awake.

The buzzing grew clearer and clearer, and so did his mind with it. “And up, up, up.”

A gasp, sharp, slipped out from his lips, eyes falling wide. “Get-,” Marshall shot up, rushing out from his spot the vampire’s lap, brain dashing back to it’s full power. “Offa’ me!”

She rolled her eyes, as if she had the right to be irritated. “Okay, dear. No need to shout. I won’t touch you if you don’t want me to.” Putting her arms up, she held them in the typical stance to say I won’t hurt you.

“Yeah, sure. Like I’d believe you after-,” the memories slapped him across the face, and he hung his head. A flame lit in his chest, toiling around the lump in his throat. “You-,” fucker.

“You-,”

The word wasn’t coming out. It was hanging there, right in his mouth, on the tip of his tongue, he just couldn’t push it into reality. Brows furrowing, Marshall’s hands twisted over the fabric of the mittens into fists.

“You-!” He shrieked, the end sticking in his throat like a weight, heavy and sticky, unable to push any further. It was as if it was choking him, blocking air from getting around it.

And the vampire wasn’t speaking, her mouth was stuck in a firm smirk, like she was enjoying his confusion. At the same time, he heard her words.

You mustn’t call your betters by such foul names, my dear. I am your sir, and you will treat me as such.

“S- sorry. Sir.” He muttered, sheepishly.

Marshall clamped a hand over his mouth, unbridled shock plastered across his face. He just-

Apologized?

To her?

Shaking, overtaken by fury, he sipped in a quivering breath. Again, stopped by the strength of chains, he was prevented from tearing her face right off with his teeth. All he was really able to manage was a rippling snarl.

He had called her sir, sliding right over his teeth like an instinct. The bile was bubbling, growling up from his tummy.

“It’s alright, dear.” She cooed, swift and nimble motions grazing his cheeks. “Oh, surprised?” She was taunting him. He grit his teeth. “I may have done just a little bit of quality control while you were under. Just enough to keep you from calling me names, and establishing my title.”

“You-,” he spat, voice trembling. “Um, you-!” The words were piling up in his mind, vile curses, but none of it was breaking through her blockade. It just couldn’t.

“As much as you try,” she started, eyes sweet and glittery, catching him in them, “you won’t be able to get around it. I know that must be scary, but you must accept it.”

“I-,” he sputtered, before he hardened. “Let me go! Let me out!” Shrieking, he fought his very best with the restraints, diving at her.

“Goodness, me.” She scoffed, pushing herself to her feet as he slipped around the wooded flooring of her bedroom, growling and squealing demands. “You really aren’t the smartest, are you? I suppose that only makes my job easier, though, so I should be thankful.”

“Anyways, I want to have a little talk, if you would humor me.” She crouched back to a kneel, a safe distance to where he couldn’t reach her, gracefully keeping her skirt in place. “My name is Evangeline, although you may call me sir, and for the time being I will be your vampire owner.”

He scoffed. “Like hell you will.”

“Oh, you will see, dear. Once under enthrallment you’ve already proved to be very polite and willing. I’d be surprised that you were still up for grabs if you weren’t a hunter. But that didn’t last long, did it?”

Five years. Five years, which seemed like a mere blink of the eye for a vampire.

“I want you to be comfortable here, and I can assure you, if you stop fighting me and just accept it, you will be.”

“Go-!” Fuck yourself! Again, nothing came out, throat shriveling up in a second. He roared nonsense at her, wriggling helplessly at the chains.

Evangeline shook her head. “If that’s how you want to be, then I will simply have to change that.” With the clap of her hands, her sired were back to surrounding them. “Ladies, please escort him back to his enclosure. I think we’re done here.” Crouching above him, she gifted him a little, delighted smile, before pressing a finger to his forehead. Fuck. “And, a little something to keep him complacent on the way.”

When Marshall came to, tired eyelids creaking open, he was walking through the tallest, widest hallway he’d ever seen in his life. Gold encrusted candles littered the walls, keeping it lit as he followed behind the vampire’s sireds. One of them, the one in front of the group, held the end of his chain, guiding his body along on autopilot.

His feet, bare and chilly, followed along dutifully beyond his own accord. Every couple steps they tripped over each other, and a yank on his chain was the only thing to bring him back to obedience.

He needed out, and fast. She already had him calling her sir, what could she have him doing in one more session of conditioning?

Marshall didn’t even want to think about it.

He did his very best to imitate being entranced, although a part of him still was, drowsiness pulling at him like gravity. Scanning the walls for anything to aid him in an escape, he lit up.

A door, humongous and made of dark wood stood between Marshall and the outdoors, between him and freedom.

A breath in, a breath out.

A yank on the chains with all of his might took them right out from the vampire’s grip. The closest vampire, looking to him in shock, was clocked to the floor by his two fists and connecting cuffs, allowing him his very own chance at freedom.

He wasn’t exactly the fastest around, but he managed, even with a fucked up knee. That was until he reached the door, and realized no one was so much as chasing after him. His brows furrowed, slowing down as he reached for the door handle.

His legs ceased any and all movement, right then and there.

Marshall could still reach the door handle, going right for it, before his arm stopped as well, unable to move any further.

And his head-

Marshall lurched forward, gagging on an oncoming of burning bile, bitterness washing ip his throat.

“You are already proving to be a real pain in my ass, you know that?” Evangeline called, stepping up behind him.

He had to get out, he had to get out-

But-

Keeling over, grabbing at his belly, Marshall was unable to handle the searing pain splitting his head in two. What was going on? He managed a weak, shaking laugh, loud and sharp, spit flying at her high heeled boots. “Good.”

“Listen to me.” She hissed, gaze glowing with enthrallment, calling him to her gaze and trapping him in it. “You are a pet as much as you are a food source for us, for vampires as a whole. That is what you are made to be, that is what you were put on this Earth to do.”

“I’m not-,” his fight was melting, just as his mind was under her control. “Not… not a… pet…” jaw losing the fight, a dribble of drool peeked out from the corner of his mouth.

“Oh, why don’t you look at that. All of this talk of lives and futures seems to cease once you’re under even just a smidge of enthrallment, doesn’t it? That is because you are merely a lost soul requiring a vampire’s guidance. None of you are fit to live on your own, to make decisions.” She cupped his face, and the thought of biting at her vanished in an instant, in favor of her swirling bliss. “You all fight for the lives you want to keep, that only make you sad and unhappy creatures. That is why I do what I do, dear. To give you the help you need.”

“H… help…?” Innocence scrawled over his features, and he looked to her with a hopeful glint in his eye.

“Yes, my dear.”

Her fingers dipped into the delve of his temple, bringing his eye to a falling flutter. “Need… help…” he mumbled, with the last of his consciousness, before slipping his mind back to sleep.

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[bunnykitty13]

soooo out of practice with my wacom but i want to use it more >_< so i doodled an evangeline

[goldfades]

🍯 “you can take it” with luke hughes pls

𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐬𝐨 𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝, 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐚 𝐡𝐨𝐧𝐨𝐫 𝐫𝐨𝐥𝐥 | lh⁴³

♡ ─ word count | 388 (he finishes fast 🤗)

♡ ─ warnings | NSFW under the cut, read at ur own discretion! oral (m. receiving), hair pulling, praise

♡ ─ ev's notes | okay fair warning i may reuse this title just cus i love carnival EVEN THO IM A SWIFTIE. he ate that lil one thing... just that one little thing. GO GO GO GO GO HEAD SO GOOD SHE A HONOR ROLL SHE RIDE THE DICK LIKE A CARNIVAL GO GO GO GO

Your lips wrap around the head of his cock while looking up at Luke through your thick lashes. Luke's mouth hung open as he watched you take his cock into your mouth, his stomach twisting in pleasure. He let out a soft groan as his head fell back, his hands gripping your head. "Shit,"

Your jaw was slack as you took him into your throat, your eyes beginning to water at the impact. You slowly began bobbing your head up and down, taking what you could of his cock.

Luke kept his gaze on you as he let out little sounds every now and then, leading you by your head. Luke began pushing your head further down, causing you to gag around his cock. "Fuck, baby. You can do it, you can take it."

You didn't wanna disappoint him, you tried your best to take his entire cock into your throat as Luke pushed you further. As his tip hit the back of your throat, Luke let out a groan as he pulled on your hair. You began adjusting to his size, shutting your eyes momentarily before looking up at Luke's fucked out expression as you began bobbing your head up and down him.

"Fuck, baby. That's it, pretty girl." He praised as he shut his eyes, focusing on the pleasure your mouth brought. "Good fucking girl."

He made a makeshift ponytail out of your hair, having complete control of your head. He guided your mouth up and down his cock, his cock and your chin covered in your spit and his pre-cum. His breathing became heavier as you kept your pace the way he liked it, all while trying to maintain eye contact with him. He had to shut his eyes because he knew if he kept watching you take his cock so good, he'd cum. He wanted to last as long as he could but he could only take so much.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck." He groaned as he felt his cock twitch in your throat, he was close. "Gonna cum, baby."

A few more thrusts into your mouth and he was spilling his cum into down your throat, all you could do was swallow it. His grip on your hair loosened as he pulled you off his cock, leaning down to give you a sloppy kiss.

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[angelicadamposting]

Eva Lean & Lucifer ཐི♡ཋྀ | Strike 3

art by the talented @kandavers <3 !!

From before Eva ever fell from Heaven, she'd always had a hatred for Lucifer. She had been Adam's third wife after Lilith and Eve were 'stolen.' Lucifer was the very person responsible for her 'ex'-husband's anguish and subsequent (even if not admitted...) insecurities. So, of course, once she was in Hell and living in the King's daughter's Hotel, she was still quite adamant about her distaste for Lucifer. Bickering with him, nitpicking, mocking or teasing him until it leads to her shouting at him in her own frustration or rage -- all while he stands just a FEW goddamn inches taller than her, with that stupidly handsome, smug grin plastered on his damned face.

For once in her damned existence in that pit, Eva was relieved in her so-called 'sinner-form,' hopeful it'd keep her identity a secret from Lucifer. Still only wishing for few to know of her being a fallen angel, or associated with Adam. Only Vaggie, Valentino, and Sir Pentious are aware by the time she meets the King of Hell. And it did work, the man was too focused on his daughter - as he should be - or arguing with Alastor. It worked all the way until the extermination day when Adam called her out and recognized her on the damn spot. (and we don't know what'll happen after the finale yet so... gotta wait to finish her story</3)

[evillittlebug]

it's the last morgan monday of the year...

[peachy-keenss]

My queen of the night, so still, so bright!

[glowyskull]

Bunch of monster girl doodles

[midnightcrows]

Ocs. The Montagnet siblings. Aurelian, Séraphin, Evangeline

[commander-sarahs-art]

Alaina Lavellan and Evangeline Trevelyan as they will appear in Dragon Age: The Veilguard (Bc i say so and i’m a little goblin who had to draw them ten years later!)

Alaina Lavellan is fresh off her farm, leaving behind her husband Cullen and her two young children, ready to find her old friend and deliver a swift punch and then pull him into the biggest hug she can. She had her vallaslin removed after the revelations of Trespasser, She wanted to be free of the past and to learn and document the truth of Ancient Elven history and the current Dalish culture as it actually is. She was more than happy to disband the Inquisition as she wanted to remove the possibility of spies and to be left to her own devices to tackle this problem.

Evangeline Trevelyan kept the Inquisition together, believing them still capable of being a true force of good in the world and she will weed out every traitor and spy by herself if she needs to. She managed to lead the world to temporary peace with only the kindness in her heart and a steadfast will and will do it again and try to bring her old friend and mentor back from the brink of destroying everything they worked so hard to protect. She has found her purpose and place in the world and she will not let it be taken from her again.

[whumpsoda]

wb marsh going into the ‘polite boy’ thrall stages for the first time much to evangelines surprise

“Well isn’t this just a delightful little surprise!” The vampire exclaimed, clapping her hands in delight.

Marshall’s body swayed along with the weight of his mind, pulled by the gravitation of her magnificent spell. “Wh- um, what… isss…?” He asked, brows furrowing in the immense confusion rattling his brain as he intensely studied her nearly shocked expression.

“You’re such a nice little one all enthralled! I never would have guessed!” Tenderly, she  scritched at the underside of his chin, blissful touch that only scattered his thoughts further.

“R… really…?” Any semblance of praise strangely blossomed warmth through his chest, a sensation he’d rarely ever felt.

Patting him atop the head, the vampire’s power filled him to the brim with bouncing bubbles and cotton candy clouds, drool falling right from his parted lips. “Oh yes, my dear. All that kicking and screaming seems to fly right out the window when your brain goes along with it. Who would’ve thought that under your feral state there still lies a gentle little boy who only wants to please?”

“Uh, um… s- sorry, I… um, can’t-,”

“Poor thing,” she pouted, “your brain is so heavy right now that you must be having much trouble understanding all my big words and fast speech. Don’t worry your pretty little head about it, though, thinking is not your job. You just be all sweet and polite while I get you ready.”

He nodded along, no clue what he could be agreeing to. Marshall simply craved more of her approval and enthrallment that did so well at squashing his head to mush. “Mmm… okayyyy…”

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[goldfades]

for the next one, my idea was 🍀 for the prompt "until suddenly they whisper like a baby, “where’s my goodnight kissie?” i believe this gives paige and there's a lack of fluffy paige stories

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evangeline's 2.5k celebration !! [open!]

─ warnings | sweet, sweet fluff! drunk!paige (but she's affectionate as shit) and obviously mention of substances, umm nothing else.

PAIGE'S HANDS WERE hanging off your waist as you walked toward the hotel elevator. she pulled you closer into her chest, you knew how affectionate paige is when she's drunk.

and right now, you're pretty sure drunk is an understatement. her giggles echoed softly in the hallway as she stumbled slightly, her breath warm against your ear. you couldn't help but smile at her carefree demeanor, despite the worry creeping into your mind about how much she'd had to drink.

as you reached the elevator, you pressed the button and waited for the doors to open. paige swayed a bit, leaning her head on your shoulder, you were her only anchor right now ─ you were sure she would simply just flop down on the floor if it weren't for you.

"you're the best," she mumbled, her words slurring slightly.

you chuckled, brushing a strand of hair out of her face. "and you're a handful," you replied softly.

the elevator dinged, and the doors slid open. you guided her inside, her grip on you tightening. once inside, you pressed the button for your floor and leaned against the wall, pulling paige gently with you.

she looked down at you with red, bleary eyes that you knew were due to the drinks she's had (and the exhaustion of the entire trip). "you always take such good care of me," she said, her voice filled with a mix of affection and admiration.

you felt a warm flush spread across your cheeks. "of course i do, p. i love you,"

she smiled, a soft and genuine expression that made your heart flutter. "i love you too," she whispered, her voice barely audible over the hum of the elevator.

as the doors opened to your floor, you led her out, making your way to your room. paige clung to you, her steps unsteady. when you finally reached your door, you fumbled with the key card (you'd also had a couple drinks), managing to unlock it after a couple of tries.

inside the room, you helped her to the bed, where she flopped down with a content sigh. you couldn't help but laugh softly at her, her carefree nature always infectious.

"let's get you some water," you said, heading to the minibar to grab a bottle. you returned and handed it to her, watching as she took a few sips.

she patted the spot next to her on the bed. "come here," she demanded as you laughed.

as you laid down next to her, she immediately wrapped her arms around you, pulling you close. you could feel the steady rise and fall of her chest as she breathed, her heartbeat a comforting rhythm against your back.

"where's my goodnight kiss?" paige mumbled as she looked up from your chest, a grin on her face.

you shook your head in amusement before she quickly pulled you into a sweet kiss. she pulled away with a smile as she laid back down, a yawn escaping her lips.

"i love you," paige murmured, her voice drowsy.

"i love you too, paige." you smiled as you felt yourself getting tired as well.

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[evillittlebug]

a little morgan and reyes for morgan monday. i think theyre playing sweetie dont worry

[thepoisonjackal]

Hey fun fact did you know the chess pieces in the chess puzzle are weak to lightning

Evangeline showing off her approach to most problems

[cielob03]

Art commission from September 2024. [Hazbin Hotel- Lucifer x Evangeline // OC // Ship Art]. Requested by jinlizz-dragondrama on Tumblr. // Flat Color Commission. Thank you very much for trusting my art and commissioning me! 💙✨ Aw! Isn't it cute to see Lucifer smiling so genuinely while sharing a fun dance with this beautiful lady? 🎵😊✨ ✨💙 I hope you like it! :3 💙✨

[samscartoonsofficial]

Fairy tale princess of the sea, miss Evangeline :]

3rd gala outfit DONE!

Now for the boys