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abusivelittlebunny · 1 year

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I might be so late with this but I've absolutely folded these couple of months over your creativity and the way you're able to switch a button in my brain to portray such a detailed movie out of every piece you write! The characters too! I can't help but place Angel on a little pedestal I'm soso fond of!

What would I be curious of is If you ever thought of exploring more of Angel and Luca's intimdate 'brotherly' relationship, at a much lower circle in this creative inferno of works. Either if these feelings are recent or just 'fooling around' when they were younger. I've read your works with Luca's sadistic protection over his brother, that delicious Valetine's day too and well I'm simply infatuated! Thank you!

Aw thank you so much! To answer your question, Angel and Luca have definitely fooled around before with each other; growing up Luca was much more confident to compensate for Angel's shyness and he started his sexual life earlier as well so he didn't mind to show Angel the basic ropes. They didn't make a habit out of it but Luca would fuck boys and girls in a place where Angel could see and learn from it (and jack off to) and Luca also encouraged Angel to use his body to practice when they were still teens. One could say Angel's first time was with Luca, but Luca denies that, saying between brothers its just harmless fun and practice (hence why he has suggested three or foursomes with the Shelby siblings who would (pretend to) be outraged by the suggestion). But Angel very clearly remembers how Luca guided him through his first sexual experience and what a sacrifice his brother made by letting Angel put his dick in him even though Luca was a strict top otherwise; he remembers laughing at the grimaces Luca made as he grunted for him to slow down and take it easier or his first partner will not be able to walk for a week after. Luca held him close after, petting Angel through his first orgasm he shared with another person and kissed his cheek and told him he'll make sure Angel uses that big Changretta cock of his with dignity.

After that Luca brought him choir boys to practice fucking on and Luca would sit beside them and give helpful advice on how to make his partner feel better during sex, the choir boys below Angel's bigger body whining in increasingly higher pitches. Angel liked them, liked their soft freckled faces blushing crimson and liked how shy they were until the pleasure he gave them tore out honest cries and moans. No wonder Angel was more openly rough and perverted with his partners in the beginning since he learned everything from Luca.

Once when Luca really wanted to have another foursome, him, Tommy, John and Angel, he nudged Tommy and John to make out in front of them, saying it would be so hot; "Come on a little kissing between brothers shouldn't hurt, caress each other a bit, come on, give us a good show." Tommy raised his brow and said only if Luca and Angel did it first, nor expecting them at all to comply but they did. Luca chuckled and took Angel by the jaw who rolled his eyes as Luca kissed him savagely tongue first, almost climbing into his lap with the intensity of it, rubbing Angel all over and gripping his dick without any shame. Angel pushed him down on the bed and gave their boys a good show with rolling around for dominance, biting each other between kisses, trying to get the other one to moan first. They laughed about it in the end, they haven't played like that in decades, but when they looked up to their boys they saw them both shocked and extremely aroused. Luca would not stop talking about the amazing foursome they had that night for months.

#both luca and angel strictly top but luca will bend his own code for his beloved baby brother and suffer heavily for it on rare occasions #angel changretta #luca changretta #angel x john #angel x john x luca #luca x tommy #luca x john

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thegnomelord · 23 days

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Okay fuck after reading @killerkillerkillher 's fic with demon Soap and Price, and angel Ghost and Gaz, it got my own brain worms multiplying (as if I don't have enough going on lol) so here's the au draft that's been rotting for a while lol.

So here's an idea for an au:

Reader is part of a small group of friends that are Ghost hunters/DIY exorcists (read: They're all drop out college students and the ghost hunting youtube channel's putting food on the table). Reader doesn't believe in the supernatural but the friends keep reader around because you're the group's 'ghost deterrent' because spirits GTFO when reader's near and reader thinks the friends are just bullshitting you.

Anyway the group are moving to a bumfuck town in the middle of nowhere where an old haunted house the reader's grandmother left is. Then their pos car breaks down an hour away from town. 'Luckily' the town's mechanic, Johnny, was just driving by and helps you lot out. And ain't he a handsome devil (emphasis on devil) thinking he can con a couple of young and dumb humans out of their souls. Soap's all hooded eyes and husky voice as he lures you away like a lamb to a supply closet, oil darkened hands sliding under your shirt and lips sucking dark hickeys into your throat.

He pulls away when you tug on his mohawk, raising his head until his lips are just inches from your own and you don't even notice him mutter a verbal contract, nor do you understand you've agreed to one when his lips crash on yours like he's drowning.

And Johnny's grinning into the kiss like a loon as he tries to take the soul of the stupid but hot mortal he's just met only to find out he... he can't. No matter how consuming his kisses are or how aroused both of you get your soul sits stubbornly in your chest and doesn't even budge.

When your friend bangs on the door and yells for you to "stop shagging every guy you meet!" you're forced to give an awkward goodbye and scurry away. And Soap's left completely bewildered and confused as fuck wondering what just happened and thinks he needs to tell Price.

Meanwhile, while your car's being fixed up, your friends drag you to the town's only pub that's run by a Simon Riley. He's an intimidating man without trying to be, but he doesn't immediately chase you out like some bar owners. He's quiet, listening to your friends chatter while cleaning a glass rough scarred hands, but the way he looks at you is... odd. Like you're an interesting bauble he's found on his gran's shelf.

He's there to catch you when you trip on a raised floorboard you swear wasn't there before. "Thanks, I owe you one." You say with a small awkward laugh, though for some reason it feels like him catching you had been an excuse to touch you.

"That so?" His thumb traces the dark hickeys across your throat, surprisingly soft, and you can feel your cheeks getting hot. "You let Johnny have fun with you?" His chuckle is rich like aged wine, fingers gently pressing down on a hickey; it feels possessive. "You'd let any old thing like me take from you, yeah?" There's something in his words that has a shiver running down your spine, though from apprehension or arousal you're not sure.

"Ye- eh, yeah." You don't know which question you're agreeing with, and you understand the weight of your words, quickly walking away from him before your friends can embarrass you by wolf whistling at you and him. And you completely forget to ask on how he knows it was the mechanic who gave you the hickeys.

With still some time to burn before sun sets you decide to visit the radio station in town, mainly because your friend swears on his life that those are always haunted or have some decrepit old host that knows all the gossip in town. And when you meet the man you had heard softly yet confidently talking on the radio? He's handsome, pretty brown eyes as enticing as his voice, and you're starting to sense a theme with you meeting all these very nice looking men.

But Kyle, or Gaz as he asks you to call him, is a wealth of knowledge to the point you're not sure where the gossip stops and some crumb of truth begins. He talks all the way into the night with you and your gang of amateur ghost hunters, and you see why he is the radio host because his voice is like the song of angels, silk soft on your ears and you feel like you could fall into the best sleep of your life from listening to him.

And all he wants from you in return for his knowledge? "Nothing much mate, just a small favor, I'm sure you'll manage." Kyle leans in and pecks your lips like he's sealing a promise, or a bargain, but that's just you being stupid after getting kissed by the second hot guy today, surely. Gaz already knows he can't just nab your soul, he has ears in every wall in this town, but at least he can put his own claim on you.

Day, for the most part, well spent you and your friends go to the house for a good night's rest. It isn't any good as you're woken up numerous times and by morning you have several broken vases and an exploded lightbulb — everything you explain away as the house being old as fuck, but your friends claim it to be the work of spirits — your friends drag you to the church on the hill at the asscrack of dawn.

And that's how you meet Father Johnathan Price. (Insert devil in church joke here)

He listens to your friends explain the situation, calm and collected, but you swear his eyes stay on you the entire time. "That's quite a predicament." Price hums, offering to bless you and your friends in hopes of protecting you from evil spirits.

You're the last to go, nearly jumping out of your skin when he grips your chin. "Relax my boy." Those words frazzle your brain enough for him to easily pull on your jaw until your mouth opens, his thumb almost playing with your bottom lip. The look in his eyes is dark, the air between you far heavier than it should be between you and a bloody priest. But Price doesn't see anything wrong with this, pressing a thumb down on your tongue and then putting a wafer on your tongue. "There you go, you are now blessed in the name of a lord. Now consume it, my boy."

You obey automatically. You're not quite sure if a communion wafer is supposed to taste so... weird, it has a coppery and peppery taste to it. Almost like spicy blood or something but that's just you being stupid again, especially as you can feel heat burning between your legs.

Sufficiently embarrassed about getting hard at a priest you give an awkward goodbye and leave, trying to fix your pants before your friends see your... problem.

Johnny appears by Price's side in a small flicker of flames and brimstone when you leave, confident smirk on his face. "Ooh, couldn't resist claiming a piece of him fer yourself?" He smirks, nudging Price on his side.

"I suppose he is more interesting than the usual rabble." Price hums, already imagining of how handsome you'd look laying naked on the altar, and how to get you to that point.

Congrats! Now you've got 4 hot dudes trying to take your soul :D

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rodolfoparras · 7 months

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if any of this makes you uncomfortable feel free to ignore it, you’re comfort comes first

I’ve been seeing so many male character x bunny hybrid readers and don’t get me wrong, I love a good hybrid reader cuz they’re either really hot or really funny to think of.

Butt every time one is written, it’s always ‘Bunny reader is bottom and small, petite little man/woman that gets railed’

How about a dominant hybrid bunny reader?? Like imagine just fucking Price till his legs are shaky and he’s begging for you to slow down. The bunny traits giving you strong, well built thighs and legs which helps to fuck him so roughly.

Barely giving him a break between climaxes as his ass gets sore and numb from being fucked for so long. Using his pretty ass as you bend him over any surface, barely able to hold back.

Being able to go multiple rounds and recover quickly, so horny for that old man. Sometimes just straight up dry-humping him. Even in the kitchen on base, where anyone could walk in and see their beloved captain getting his ass humped by his horny boyfriend

I’m so normal about this <3

This is my first time attempting to write about hybrids/ shifters even though I love reading about them but anyway I present to you bunny shifter male reader and bear shifter price !

Thinking about Price being an unmated bear shifter and no matter what he does he can never find an appropriate partner for him.

Every partner he’s ever encountered had expected him to be the dominant one in bed and to be completely honest Price had been more interested in being dominated himself.

That’s why, despite his old age, Price had stayed unmated, had even accepted his fate to be unmated all the way to his grave.

However that mindset quickly changed when he set his eyes on you. Because of his big shifter form there were rarely times when he felt like he was in danger, but there was something different about you, something that evoked an instinct to flee, and in the same breath made him want to get closer to you.

Logically Price knew you wouldn’t actually hurt him, hell the two of you are so close people tend to ask if the two of you are mated.

But something about your watchful gaze lit a fire inside of him while simultaneously urging him to run away, something about your touch made him feel like he was stuck in your grasp while every cell in his body was pushing him to get impossibly closer and something about your words made his insides purr while also urging him to bury his teeth into your neck.

Despite the instincts you awoke inside him, he never tried to initiate anything. The two of you were colleagues and anything past that would be deemed as inappropriate.

However the line seemed to blur one night after a successful mission, when one too many drinks had entered Price’s system and instead of hanging out with 141 he had ended up standing in a corner with you, talking no -flirting.

Because it had started off as talking, brief comments made about the mission, a pat on the back for a job well done until your fingers seemed to clammer onto his shoulder and your tone turned much lower as the conversation switched to discussing the different shifters on the team.

Soap is suited as a wolf shifter, according to you, because he acts like an overgrown puppy.

Gaz is suited as a lion, for his dedication and loyalty to those close to him.

Ghost is suited well as a lynx for his elusive nature.

However when it came to discussing Price, you paused for a moment, before looking at him with a small smile.

“And you captain? What kind of shifter are you?” You ask because at the end of the day you don’t know what type of shifter he is and he doesn’t know what type of shifter you are either.

Price feels himself tense, before he clears his throat and awkwardly shuffles in place.

“Bear shifter” Price says while closely eyeing your reaction.

Many times when he’d revealed his true form, people’s view on him had changed, quickly regarding him as the more superior of the two and therefore ruining any potential of forming a relationship with him.

But you did none of that, instead you seemed more intrigued with this reveal.

“Bear shifter?” You say, the smile growing bigger on your face while eyeing the group of rowdy men standing a couple of feet away . “Suits you” is all you say before you turn your gaze back to the older man.

“Yeah? Why?” Price says, feeling heat creep up his neck, ears and cheeks, slightly fearing what you’ll say about him but also feeling intrigued.

“You are very gentle and tolerant with those you love”

His eyes widen in surprise, brows almost dipping past his hairline as a soft gasp escapes his lips.

“You don’t find me intimidating?” He says almost in a whisper.

“Do you want me to think that?” You say in a playful tone while raising a brow at the older man.

“No” he says, so quickly , a chuckle escapes your lips before you turn your gaze back to the rowdy group of men steadily drinking themselves half to death.

“So what are you then?” Price says after a moment of silence passes as he too now watches the group of men.

“Guess”

“Something of the feline sort?” He says, recalling then many times he’s seen your sharp smile.

“Nope” you say with a big smile on your face, showing off the very same sharp teeth that seem ingrained into his memory.

“A reptile?” He says, thinking of the vivid color that usually paints your irises.

“Mm not quite right” you say, now turning to him, chest flush against his as you crowd him up against the wall. “Let me give you a hint” you whisper in his ear and he feels goosebumps rise across his skin, gaze still trailed on the men in front of him who seem none than wiser to what’s happening “We’re said to have a high sex drive and many of us are much fast and way stronger compared to most feline shifters”

Recognition paints his face as a gasp slip past his lips. “A bunny shifter “

When he hears the sound of your chuckle he realizes just how ridiculous his reaction must’ve been and he feels the heat creeping back into his face as he apologizes profusely. “I apologize I-“

“It’s okay” you say, still chuckling “ You’re not the first one to react like this but you don’t think I’m weak because I’m a bunny shifter, do you captain?” You say amusement stripped from your tone and voice sounding much sharper.

“You want me to think so?” He says, voice breathy and strained repeating your words from earlier with a small smirk on his face

“No “ you say before you lightly nibble on his ear, hearing another gasp tumble past his lips

“You know what I want though?” You say, pushing away from him a bit to meet his gaze with your colorful irises and a sharp smile on your face.

Price swallows hard, feels himself shift in place, cock stirring in his pants as he eagerly awaits what you’re about to say.

“I want you to run.”

“What?” Price says, face pinched in confusion.

“I want you to run”

The confused look disappears from his face as Price realizes what you’re really saying.

You want to chase him.

You want to catch him

For the first time in his life someone wants to court him.

And it doesn’t take much before he’s slipping out your grip and running out the bar like his life depended on it, all while your laugh echoes behind him.

#thank u for ur patience angel mwah #alec answers #call of duty #john price #john price x reader #john price x male reader #captain john price #captain john price x male reader #captain john price x reader #dom male reader #sub male character

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avonne-writes · 1 month

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Fallen Angel AU

What if every human has a guardian angel assigned to them to help them through life?

These angels have strict rules to follow about how much they can interfere on the human plane of existence and what they can help with. They're able to give their person invisible hugs, for example, or help them make more fortunate decisions, but they can never ever talk to their person or let themselves be seen. And they must not use their own energy to heal their person if the person is dying.

Breaking the rules can result in various punishments. The most severe: banishment from Heaven.

Gale is a young angel, but he’s very talented. The people he guarded so far in his few hundred years of existence all had great, happy lives, were decent citizens and never got into any trouble. Lots of trainee angels look up to Gale and try to get him to share what his secret is.

Gale, fresh off the case of a philanthropist who died of old age, gets assigned to a "rescue case" as they call them. A human who got abandoned by his angel or whose angel has been reassigned due to failure or incompatibility. The entities "upstairs" have high hopes that this human isn’t beyond saving yet, and that he, at least, would be a nice challenge for their little star.

So, Gale braces himself and sets off to try to guide one Bucky Egan, 20-something disaster back to the fortunate path.

But this time, nothing goes according to Gale's plans, because he ends up breaking one of the most important rules of a guardian angel - he falls in love with a mortal.

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One of my WIPs 🥰

#mota #buck x bucky #clegan #gale cleven #john egan #my writing #I've been playing around with this idea for a while now #another wip on the list!#fallen angel au

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jonasdirection101 · 3 months

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Castiel: "Why do you inhale your food? You should eat slower."

Dean: "I grew up with John Winchester. If you didn't eat fast, you didn't eat at all."

#incorrect quotes #supernatural incorrect quotes #incorrect supernatural quotes #dean winchester #castiel #destiel #cas x dean #cas and dean #dean x castiel #casdean #deancas #john winchester #john winchester a+ parenting #john winchester slander #john winchester hate club #hunter #angel of the lord

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sweeterthansucrose · 7 months

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#i am sherlocked #sherlock holmes #bbc sherlock #sherlock bbc #sherlock #johnlock #sherlock x john #it is what it is #it may also be the social anxiety and obsessiveness but if I put it in a meme template I don't have to deal with my problems #😎😎😎😎😎#(it may also be the massive crushes I have on most of the cast - the bar is in hell and neither sherlock or moriarty are #on the side of the angels)

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x-istential-crisis · 8 months

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This is so cute look at them all having a group giggle at Kitty phasing through every piece of the Danger Room w her eyes closed. Uncanny X-Men #141

Chris Claremont and John Byrne

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sweet-as-an-angel · 4 months

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So in your Yandere Vincent de Gramont Headcanons

do you think he eventually talked his girlfriend/boyfriend round to have a proper relationship?

Honestly, that all depends on how strong your will is when rejecting Vincent's advances. He's the image of a gentleman with enough money to build another planet if he wanted to, so to have you resist giving in to his grandiose acts of love are, from his point of view, beyond frustrating.

So, if you ever did agree to enter a proper, requited relationship with him, he's absolutely ecstatic. Has to resist the urge to throw a party in honour of this momentous occasion.

Just be warned that, if you thought he was down bad before, you've seen nothing yet. The lengths of his exponential need to keep you close and safe multiply by unfathomable measures the second you've willingly taken him as your partner.

God help the person who discovers this after getting a bit too close to you.

Reblog for more content like this! It helps creators like myself tremendously and it is greatly appreciated :-)

Masterlist Masterpost

Yandere Masterlist

#sweet as an angel #yandere john wick #vincent de gramont #yandere vincent de gramont #john wick 4 #john wick chapter 4 #bill skarsgard #bill skarsgard x reader #yandere headcanons #yandere x reader #yandere x you #yandere x y/n #tw yandere #yandere writing #yandere x darling #yandere male #male yandere #marquis de gramont #marquis de gramont x reader

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thefabledpheasant · 2 months

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You ever just sit and think about how the same shows that deny anything romantic between two male characters are the same ones that also write other characters in the show pointing out how weirdly close and romantic the two are?

I do.

#‘you confuse me for the angel who’s in love with you’#especially the creators who are mean to the shippers #destiel #castiel x dean #dean winchester x castiel #deancas #dean x cas #dean x castiel #johnlock #bbc sherlock #sherlock x john #bbc merlin #john x sherlock #merlin x arthur #merlin bbc #merthur #arthur x merlin #queerbaiting #mine

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abusivelittlebunny · 2 years

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Since I have too many ideas but not enough will in this mortal flesh to write I made another mood board dump pile this time extra dramatic with a bit of a story to it if you read the pictures right...

The Good, The Bad and The Complicated

Alfie x Tommy

Luca x Tommy

Campbell x Tommy

Angel x John

Luca x John

Stefan x John

#moodboard #luca x tommy #luca x john #alfie x tommy #campbell x tommy #angel x john #stefan x john #peaky blinders #tommy shelby #john shelby #luca changretta #angel changretta #alfie solomons #chester campbell #stefan

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i-heart-slashers · 5 months

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rodolfoparras · 5 months

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Hello Alec! I wanted to drop by with a small gift:

Imagine walking into the bathroom, John Price is stood in front of the mirror over the sink, pyjama bottoms hanging low on his hips leaving his torso bare. He catches your eyes in the mirror and smiles at you, the skin around his eyes crinkling, as you move up behind him to slip your arms around his waist. Your fingers curl into the soft curls of his happy trail over the soft layer of his stomach, and you press your face to his neck, inhaling his musk deeply into your lungs. With a subtle movement you grind your hips against his backside, and watch with a concealed smile as his face flushes in response to you….

Enjoy this little moment ⛈️

Anonie I absolutely adore you for this thank you sm for putting this thought in my head 😭😭

Imagine being married to Price and when he puts his hand over yours you can feel his ring brushing over your skin, metal cold as ever and raising goosebumps on your body.

You’re quick to turn him around in your embrace and put him on top of the bathroom counter feeling the way his legs effortlessly wrap around your upper body as his hands cling onto your neck.

“You’re beautiful” you say and place a kiss on his arm.

“Oh cut it off” he says as he rolls his eyes but you can still see the smile tugging at the corners of his mouth

You lightly nip at his skin seeing the way he winces while you smile innocently at him “I’m serious,”

“Yeah?” Is all he says as his hands tighten around your neck.

“Want me to prove it?” You say hands sneaking up his thigh and groping his clothed cock, feeling the way it hardens under your touch.

“Please” he grunts out, eyes fluttering shut as he bucks up into your hand.

“Don’t worry love you know I won’t leave you hanging” you say, pulling away from his embrace before hooking your hands onto the waistband of his pants and shuffling them down to his knees.

He just stares at you with eyes half lided and mouth agape, while leaning back onto the counter.

“This okay?”

“More than okay”

#I’m sorry this response took so long I finished this up on Saturday but then felt like poo yesterday and now we’re here #thank you sm for this Angel #⛈️ anon #call of duty #john price x reader #john price x male reader #john price #captain john price #captain john price x male reader #captain john price x reader #x male reader #male reader

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avonne-writes · 19 days

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Angel AU drabble

A lot of people asked about this AU, so here's a little drabble to hold you over until I can start writing this story 😇 Read the premise here

Invisible to the human eye, Gale follows his ward everywhere he goes. After a few years of careful guidance, humans tend to become more independent, and then he has time to pick up a second or even a third case, but John is a rescue. He’s going to need all of Gale's attention for a much longer time if his soul is to be saved. It’s exciting to be challenged with such a difficult ward. Neglected by an incompetent guardian - who's now demoted to administrator - he went down the path towards Hell. Gale's priority is to guide him back. His second, more personal goal is to make him happy too. They’ll have to see how John manages, but Gale will do his best.

Currently, they're on a dirty bus that coughs a trail of smoke as it chugs on towards the most dangerous neighbourhoods of the city. Gale tried to discourage John from boarding the repulsive vehicle, but his suggestion was ignored. It’s only their first day though - Gale just has to find the right technique to get through the wounded exterior of his soul. For now, he just settles down beside John and radiates an aura that keeps people from sitting next to him. He can tell that a stranger's closeness would distress John.

There are earbuds in John's ears. Gale examines them curiously, leaning in real close to see the emotions flickering through John's mind as he listens to the music. Human music has always fascinated Gale. He used to wonder if humans were trying to find the tunes of Heaven, but he knows that's not the case ever since he discovered rap music. He wants to learn John's musical taste. It could come in handy if Gale wants to influence his mood in the future.

The bus rolls to a stop, and John moves to get off. Again, Gale tries to hold him back. This isn’t a good place - he can already see the stains of malice peeling off the walls of a house by the bus stop, like a black, rotten layer of skin. He knocks a woman's suitcase over and makes a backpacker move to block John's way, but John is determined. He shoulders his way out of there and gets off the bus.

Outside, the night greets him with a chill and cruel blows of the wind. John's bruised face hurts as he squints against it. As he takes off towards an alleyway, Gale makes that wind stronger, even though his own nose wrinkles at the smell of depravity it blows out from the direction they're headed.

"Why don’t you go back home? You could take a hot shower there." He tells John gently. If he talks to John from the ethereal plane, his words form suggestions in John's mind, ideas that he thinks are his own. It's the easiest tool to use. Humans usually go along with what they call their sixth sense. And indeed, John stops. But a moment later, he squares his shoulders and resumes his steps.

Gale frowns. He has to step up his game.

They enter an establishment that Gale identifies as a nightclub. A shady one. Spilled drinks sticky on the floor, cigarette smoke, knives tucked into pockets, unprotected sex in the putrid bathroom. Gale can hear, see and smell it all as he traces John's steps, but his senses also reach beyond that. The place is swarming with demons and malicious spirits. Their waste litters the ethereal plane and clings to Gale's feet until he blasts it off in disgust.

His feathers ruffle. Behind him, his wings move from their relaxed position to a casual back-shield. He doubts that the slimy creatures cowering from him in the corners would attack him, but it never hurts to be cautious. As it is, the sea of demons threaded through the dancing human crowd parts for him, hissing at his light. His lower ranking siblings, those few who had the strength to brave this place, all seem to breathe a sigh of relief when he nods at them in greeting.

"Sir." They say as he passes.

"Keep up the good work." He replies calmly.

John doesn’t stop on the dance floor, so he doesn’t linger either, no matter how much fun it is to see the cowardly demons skitter, scared that he might smite them. He follows John to the back of the club, then out into the alley behind it.

There, they wait. It’s raining. Water soaks through John's hoodie. The residue of malevolent beings falls from the sky with every raindrop. Soon enough, Gale’s brushing its black soot off his wings. His iridescent white feathers contrast harshly with it.

"You don’t want to do this." He tells John. "Come on, why don't we get out of here?"

As if in reply, John mutters to himself. "The fuck am I doing here."

Gale smiles. "You don’t belong here."

He can feel the ideas battling in John's head, and he tastes the sweet scent of a step in the right direction, but suddenly, in a sharp twist, John's thoughts plummet into despair. Unpleasant memories swirl in his mind. "Right where I belong."

Gale's wings twitch. This won't be easy. They have a long road ahead of them, don't they?

#mota #buck x bucky #clegan #gale cleven #john egan #fallen angel au #my writing

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lulublack90 · 27 days

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Prompt 19 - Angel/Demon AU

@wolfstarmicrofic April 19, word count 682

After the fall of Eden and the opening of Pandora’s box, when the World began to crumble, an Angel was created for each Demon. It was their job to restore the balance of any ill-doing their Demon committed and try to quell any rebellion of the Demon realm.

Sirius had travelled the world and back again, over the aeons, following his Demon and the destruction left behind in his wake. It irked him that his Demon, unlike most of the others, seemed to be particularly creative in his wrongdoings. He’d set off a volcano in Pompeii because a street vendor had gotten in his way. He wiped Atlantis off the map without a trace it had ever existed because the king had refused him hospitality. The fall of Rome. The Titanic, World War 1 and World War 2, for that matter.

Modern government had been a rather nasty one, putting imbeciles in charge of entire nations of humans and watching the utter carnage that followed.

After that pièce de résistance, the Demon had calmed down. The humans were destroying themselves faster than he could provoke them, so he’d basically retired from his demonic ways and spent his time revelling in the world going to pot.

Sirius tracked him down to a little village up in Scotland and, for the next few decades, tried to convince the Demon to give being good a go.

“Come on, Remus, why won’t you even try? You never know you might like it.” Sirius had said as they sipped tea in Remus’s library. “You can’t be all bad. There must be some good in you, at least. I mean, look at all these books,” He waved his hands at the floor-to-ceiling shelves that covered every wall. “You have hundreds of them. You must have absorbed some good from them.” Remus slurped his tea from his cup, making Sirius wince. He placed the teacup down on his saucer and leaned all the way back in his chair. Grasping the armrests with his hands, he smiled genteelly at the Angel.

“Why don’t you open one and find out?” Remus challenged, his voice dripping with honey. Sirius gingerly reached out and selected a book at random. He let it fall open in his hands and read a few sentences before he snapped it shut, horror colouring his face.

“It’s smut!” He grabbed another and another down off the shelves. Tossing each aside after he’d read a few words. “They’re all smut!” He exclaimed, still going. “More smut!” He stood back from the shelves and spun on the spot, looking with new eyes on the rows and rows of books. “It’s all smut!” He gasped. Remus snorted, and Sirius turned to face him.

“Come on, Sirius, try it. I bet you’ll like it.” Remus purred. And for the first time in millennia, the Angel was tempted by the Demon.

His feet moved him forward of their own accord. He watched as his hand raised and touched the spine of one of the books. His fingers wrapped around it, and he began to remove it from the shelf, but Remus jumped up and yanked him away.

“No, no. Not that one. Your eyes will melt in their sockets if you read that one. Er, try this.” The Demon reached up, revealing a strip of tanned skin between his knitted jumper and black trousers. Sirius swallowed. What was happening to him? Remus placed a thin paperback book in Sirius’s hand, and they returned to their seats.

Sirius flipped the book open and began to read. A strange, tingly feeling in his abdomen startled him when he read a description of a man walking across a beach. It almost felt as though butterflies were happily flapping inside his stomach. It wasn’t unpleasant. Sirius could feel that this was the start of something different. He didn’t know what yet, but he was sure it wouldn’t be long before he found out.

The Demon watched him closely as Sirius devoured the pages, a half smile tugging at his lips as he poured another cup of tea.

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whinesandwhimpers · 7 months

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Guardian Angel 1: How'd you go with your human today? Any injuries?

Guardian Angel 2: Just a paper cut. They never get in any serious trouble. I'm really lucky.

Guardian Angel!Reader: *frazzled wings, exhausted from saving explosives-loving johnny mactavish, trying to catch their breath* this fucking guy-

#soap x reader #guardian angel reader x johnny mactavish #john mactavish x reader #john soap mactavish x reader #johnny mactavish x reader #my writing

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crashnbrn · 3 months

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