#olga

[osatokun]

✨ She ✨

[velnna]

doodle 🩷🩵🤍

[yamuluv]

welcome to big shell!! ⭐️

[filia-floris]

Something from a long, long time ago

[trzy-oblicza-ewy]

Olga Kamińska

[t34-mt]

I'm shy but also who cares characters from signal

[ridergoggles]

This took multiple days to finish but I think it was worth it

[serendark]

Chibi commission of Olga for RYNO Ross!

[osatokun]

Olga's story (or at least a bit of it)

People asked for Olga's backstory, so I decided to write a lil bit down. I could probably add more, but it's ok for now. ( by the way, Sych means Owl, so she would be translated as Olga Owl XD)  The story happens in 1998th, in Moscow.

Olga was a 25-year-old paleontology student. She combined a love for quiet, monotonous research and history with a readiness to protect her friends, not just with words, but with fists too (despite her short height). She had always been a fairly athletic girl and loved going hunting with her grandfather. Olga preferred museums and quiet evenings with a book over partying with peers. But at some point wild creature,  a party queen named Georgina appeared in her life, so Olga was doomed to at least minimal social interaction. Plus, Gera often occupied Olga's flat and started parties... Hard times. 

There was also a romantic affair in her life that ended in total disappointment: a married, older professor who turned out to be nothing like the passionate, dedicated man he pretended to be. The affair ended, but the rumors lingered (as if students had nothing better to do than gossip). By the way, Gera sent that professor her bikini photoshoots to pass the exams.. There was also a hard tragedy in her life: she spent much more times with her granddad and granny, than her parents, and was very found of them. But once her granny died in hospital, she was told the reason was the blood poisoning. Olga couldn't process the loss and she locked the feelings so deep, they caused nightmares and later on claustrophobia - she couldn't stop imagining that it's not her granny, but she herself was put in the coffin. Not so long ago she learned, that her granny was killed by vampires because she learned too much. It seems like she and granddad tried to investigate supernaturals of the city and got too close..

And once, for an urgent and difficult task, the Prince happen to need some very young vampires. And if they die while completing it - no matter, their sires would finish the job. And so, he forced 4 old vampires to embrace new kindred. For reason that is still unknown, the choice of the Hound of Moscow, a blacksmith from clan Brujah, fell on Olga. He tore her from her normal life, took her to his forge, and laid it out plainly: she was a weapon now. Her task was to kill on command.

But despite the roughness, cruelty, and frightening strength of her sire, Olga, being observant and unfortunately fairly optimistic, managed to see something in him that touched her soul. Unlike many people she had met in life, he was honest (as much as he could be. She saw that he has no rights to say some thing, so she didn't try to make him do it). His training was harsh, but she could see he truly worried about her being unprepared for what was to come, even if he tried to hide it. He didn’t hide behind masks, sarcasm, or jokes, it was clear he simply preferred silence over pretense. In the world of masks, he choose not to hide himself, at least not from his childe, and that strongly impressed her. 

It also became clear right away that he didn’t want a childe at all. And later he admitted it to her himself, saying that if he could have avoided it, he wouldn’t embrace her. Or at least, not now and not like this. She treasure his honesty.

So instead of hiding from him in the corners, being afraid or hating him, she chose a different tactic. She didn’t shout back, but tried her best to stay calm, and even began to show care. She felt sympathy for this old, worn down man who had outlived nearly everyone he had cared about, witnessed dozens of deaths, and was now forced to embrace someone who would most likely die too, like everyone else. And on top of that, she started pestering him with personal questions, trying to know him better. She was  amazed by the idea of a blacksmith, who knows old traditions and mastered his forging skills for HUNDRED of years. And now she is  not just asking, but almost demanding to teach her the craft of blacksmithing, once she proved herself worthy of his time.

All of this threw the old Brujah off-balance, but running away wasn't in his nature it seems.. 

~~~~

One night, he told her:

-When you become a neonate, I’ll no longer be your sire.

She replied:

-No way. You’re my only family now. You’ll always be my sire. ~~~

At one point, she said:

-I know you're probably going to say something like 'don’t fill your head with stupid questions,’ but this is important to me, so I’ll ask anyway. Tell me—does the fact that you made me mean anything to you? Or am I just a thing, a tool, expendable?"

He tried to change the subject, but she asked again.

And his answer was:

-…Don’t fill your head with dumb questions.  She laughed sincerely. 

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

And he probably shouldn’t have started their first talk like this:

-You’re a vampire now! A monster of the night! Seen Dracula? That’s you now! Dracula!

-…No.

-What do you mean no?? Yes!

-I mean… no, I haven’t seen it.

-Well that’s a shame. Great film!

-Well, I’ve seen From Dusk Till Dawn. So what now, should I make everyone lick my feet?

-…Well, I mean, that’s also an option,- he said, thoughtfully sitting on a step - But that’s more of a Toreador thing.    

~~~~~~~~~~ 

And aside from torturing her sire with attention, she is working on understanding the new world she was dragged in. She is trying to learn all she could, but trying to be careful. She wants to know about her clan history, about other vampires and their wars. She has a great memory and collects every bit of information, sorting it and using it. She decided that this is similar to the hunting experience: you have to learn how wild animals think and act, to be able to find them, catch them or avoid them. And she's also trying to gently ( or not so gently) guide her coterie of fledglings, as everyone here are rebels and loners.  She is also trying to learn, what is the Beast inside her, and what is the true power of kindred (or human) soul..  

~~~ Ah you had to see how mad her sire was, when she went to the oldest Brujah in the city, without notifying anyone or asking permission. But it all was worth it, she learned a lot about Brujah, about the city and about sad story of her own sire..

Also, personal one-shot game they had can be read here

[velnna]

[olgaaaaaaaaaa]

[mindsaver-blog]

Per Olga, l’amica geniale @olgaromana

Nel tuo sguardo danzano mondi,

fiori, viaggi, pensieri leggeri.

Sai vivere come si balla:

a tempo col cuore,

senza mai stringere troppo.

Sei bellezza che ascolta,

libertà che non pesa.

Un'anima zen

che abbraccia la vita

e lascia spazio alla luce.

[trzy-oblicza-ewy]

Olga Kaminska

[gamefowlsport]

Olga stretch bra and brief

[avesdraws]

i've been rendering a LOT as of late. so i have more examples with some hla guys

[beeboo-txt]