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crown-ov-horns · 2 months

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Captured Angel

Michael Langdon x F!Angel!Reader

Contains: vaginal sex, vaginal fingering, elements of coercion, implied loss of virginity, blasphemy, hierophilia

“Good, you’re awake.”

A chill ran down your spine. You had awakened in an unfamiliar room. Your head ached, your wings hung limp, and your limbs were heavy. The air was soaked to the last thread in malice. It made you nauseous. Gritting your teeth, you dragged yourself up, your mind aflame with a single thought – you had to get out. You looked around, but before you could spot a way of escape, you felt a presence. Dark... Darker than the blackest night. Your heart froze in your chest, a taste of iron suddenly coating your tongue. Though you had not seen his face, you could recognize him anywhere. Seven heads. Ten horns. His honeyed voice left a cold, oily trace on your very soul as he spoke. You drew a deep breath, and spun around, to meet a pair of piercing blue eyes.

His lips crooked into a smirk. Holding your gaze, he moved towards you. You drew back.

“Get away from me, filthy Beast...” you snarled.

Deep down, you loathed yourself for the instinctive reaction. You were a soldier. You had a duty to stand your ground, and instead, you cowered. He promptly crossed the gap between you two.

“Ah-ah!” he scolded, clasping your chin “That’s not very nice, now, is it?..”

You grimaced. Michael Langdon. How ironic, for Satan’s son to bear your General’s name. The one who cast him out... You hoped it hurt the Evil One greatly. Michael caressed your cheek. You winced, and pushed his hand away. Sneering, he grabbed you by the throat.

“Why am I here?” you hissed through gritted teeth.

He glanced down at your heaving chest.

“You’re my captive” he purred “Isn’t it obvious?”

You swallowed. Struggling would only worsen your chances, you knew as much. His gaze darkened with hunger as he watched you – like a wolf, salivating at a wounded deer. Your guts had coiled into a tight knot, a sickly sweet taste coating your mouth.

“Why didn’t your bootlickers kill me?” you asked, not quite certain if you wished to know the answer.

A chuckle escaped his lips. The Antichrist’s lecherous expression made your blood boil. How dare the abomination touch an angel of the Lord, you thought. A strange sensation was budding between your legs, but you pointedly ignored it, just as you ignored the feeling of unease clawing at the back of your skull.

“That would’ve been a waste...” Michael tilted his head “They thought a gift would please me. They weren’t wrong...”

You snarled, attempting to pull away.

“Get your putrid hands off me!”

He tightened his grip on your neck.

“Hush” he coaxed in a mockingly gentle voice “I’m not going to hurt you, angel.”

“Vile creature...” you spat.

He pulled you closer. You bared your teeth, as your face almost crashed into his. Though you did not need air, the pressure on your throat was beginning to make you dizzy. Every nerve in your body screamed to fight - your muscles had tensed, prepared for combat. You might have broken away. Escaped this unholy place. You should have at least tried... But, perhaps because of the mist gathering over your mind, your legs trembled underneath you. You found yourself staring at his mouth. His breath brushed against your skin, warm and silken. Your pulse leapt into a frenzy.

Michael snuck his other hand under your clothes. The captors had stripped you of your armour, and taken away your sword, leaving only your linen tunic to cover you. His fingertips caressed your thigh, slowly creeping upwards. You held your breath as you felt him part the soft folds of your skin.

You had never been fondled like this before. Carnal pleasure was forbidden for your kind. You should be disgusted, you understood as much. Still, the electric-like impulse roused by his touch paralyzed you, preventing you from breaking his arm.

He stroked your entrance. You stifled a gasp, your intimate muscles tightened in anticipation. Your hole was beginning to well with slick. Taking your lack of resistance for a welcome, he slipped two fingers inside you. The feeling of his skin against your sensitive membrane made your head spin, and you barely held back from bucking your hips into his hand.

He let go of your neck, only to wrap his arm around your waist. Keeping you steady, he spread his fingers wider, straining you until it hurt. You shuddered. He massaged the velvety walls of your flesh, driving you to the edge of madness. Aware of how much satisfaction hearing your cries would give him, you clenched your jaw. His skin grazed against a certain knot of nerves, and you nearly sunk to the ground as your legs buckled from the bolt of stimulation. Still, somehow, you did not make a sound.

It only made Michael more determined. He fixated on your sweet spot, leaving you to desperately clutch the lapels of his jacket. His mouth lingered but a thread away from yours - you felt his heartbeat echo against your rib cage. He narrowed his eyes, and pressed his thumb to your clit. Overwhelmed, you drew a sharp breath.

“Enjoying yourself, aren’t you?..” he teased “What is it, my dear? What do you want, hm?”

He pushed a third finger into your dripping slit. You whined in pleasure muddled with despair.

“Speak up, angel” he demanded.

Virtue be damned. Something tameless had infected you. Caught in the furor of sin, you eagerly cast your innocence aflame.

“I...” you stammered “I want... I need you to ravish me...”

Michael threw you onto the bed, and climbed on top of you. Laying flat on your back, your wings sprawled open, you looked up at him, your eyes sweetly half-lidded. His knee shoved between your thighs, he ripped the front of your tunic open. You sighed as cold air brushed against your nipples. He placed his hands on your breasts, savouring the softness of your bare skin. His eyes aflame with lust, he took a moment to admire your flushed, helpless body. Biting your bottom lip, you pushed your chest into his touch. He grabbed you by the throat again.

“You’re mine” he snarled “Mine alone...”

Against your better judgement, you nodded. Your gaze wandered down to his crotch, causing your mouth to immediately water. Michael’s lips crooked into a sleazy smirk. He unbuckled his pants, and slipped his underwear down. Your eyes widened as his hard cock sprung free. Large, but not obscenely so. You pulled the skirt of your tunic up, leaving your aching cunt at his mercy.

He pinned you down under his full weight. You wrapped your arms around him, savouring the feel of luxurious fabric under your fingers. Like an animal in heat, you craved to feel him inside. His eyes locked with yours, Michael clasped your leg, and positioned himself more comfortably. You blindly caught hold of his member, helping guide it into your hole.

Your heart skipped a beat – you let out a moan as your membranes clamped around him. Hardly giving you a moment to adjust, he began to move. The sudden strain roused a twinge, but it soon was obscured by shattering pleasure. No longer holding back your mewls and whimpers, you sank your nails into his back. Should the expensive suit get ruined, it will be his fault.

Michael groaned, his teeth bared in primal satisfaction. Your response only encouraged him, and he quickly picked up the pace. Each thrust sent a shattering wave of pleasure through your fevered nerves. You wrapped your legs around his waist, welcoming them. He traced the tip of his tongue over your neck. You hissed as his long hair tickled you, overwhelming your senses even more. He purred, and nipped at your jaw.

“Kiss me” you demanded.

He obeyed, leaning down to press his mouth against yours. You parted your lips for him, and allowed your tongues to battle for dominance.

“Say my name” he ordered, upon pulling away.

“I can’t...” you gasped in horror.

“Your general isn’t here...” he growled “It’s just you and me...” he pressed his face to your temple “Say my name, sweetheart. Show the Beast how much you’re enjoying your downfall.”

He pulled his cock almost all the was out, then slammed it back in, roughly grazing your sweet spot. Your cried out, and sank your fingers into his hair. You didn’t want to think about her. You loathed to imagine her disappointment in you. But his presence eclipsed her face. Drowned it in the storm of ecstasy ravaging you.

“Michael!”

“Good girl” he praised with a grin.

Shock after shock of ecstasy tore through your body, setting every cell of it aflame. Your forehead was laced in sweat. Your muscles quivered from the tension. You were close. Very close. Turned feral by the pleasure, he grabbed you by the wrists, thrusting into you with merciless force.

“Michael...” you moaned.

You couldn’t stand it anymore. You arched your back, trembling and convulsing as a scream escaped your throat. Michael threw his head back with a snarl. You had grown painfully tight around him, prompting him to reach his own release. You felt him spill inside you – it was the strangest, most pleasant sensation you had ever experienced.

You collapsed into the pillows, limp and gasping for breath. He slumped down on top of you. For a moment, you allowed yourself to soak in the glowing haze of bliss. But, just when he had crept off of you, and was about to pull you into his arms, you leapt up. Using his surprise for your advantage, you climbed onto him – this time, you were the one to pin him down. You caught his gaze, and drew a dagger from underneath your ruined tunic. Afraid to molest their master’s gift, the devil worshippers had missed it.

“You will find the men who captured me, crucify them, and bleed them like pigs” you growled, pressing the blade against his throat “Do you understand me, Antichrist?”

A drop of blood sept from under the metal, glowing against his milky skin in a warning.

“Yes” he murmured, as his eyes blazed with adoration.

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bonefall · 1 month

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My birthday was a couple days ago, and I got to see my bio dad for the first time in a while. He surprised me with the fact that I have a little half-sister, whom I've never met and who was adopted about two years back. So, I wondered if any situations in BB mimic this or have a theme of "secret siblings" or "secret family"? Sorry if this is a weird ask; this blog is honestly just such a cool little place and I love the way you approach the subject matter and take the flawed misogynistic foundation of the WC books and make them so much better (JUSTICE FOR BUMBLE!!!). I've also learned a lot about healthy and unhealthy relationships here and am really glad for your deep dives on Squilf and Bramble. Thanks, Bones!

Not weird at all! I really like exploring all the little nooks and crannies of complicated familial dynamics. I think one of the untapped strengths of WC (that the writers seem to be unaware of) is how their MASSIVE cast allows them to present all sorts of unique dynamics. So I like to pick up on it, since they don't.

For secret siblings...

I'm pretty heavily leaning towards Ambermoon being adopted by Wildfur, as a surrogacy. Something feels correct about it. Especially since Icecloud is getting retooled into a post-Battle of the True Eclipse birth, and a major supporting character in AVoS-era stories as a friend of Alderheart.

Thinking about it, I should zoom in and expand this. Maybe have Icecloud, somehow, acquire forbidden knowledge that would invalidate the Queen’s Rights and he (transman) struggles with if he's going to use it to expose his parents as an excuse to help Ambermoon.

(Especially since Ambermoon and Icecloud are basically nothing alike. Amber is independent, bold, and vain. Ice is jessie pinkman big-hearted, disorganized, and deceptively meek if you look past his "chill" demeanor)

But that's wip-- there's also Breezepelt and the Three, who are going to have an actual friendship. In particular I can't unsee Breeze and Lion having a deep one. I know I commit the Cardinal Sin of borderline himbo-ifying Lionblaze in BB, but I can't help it.

Hollyleaf ended up nabbing a bunch of his most violent roles to make her villainous descent smoother narratively, so BB!Lionblaze's story ends up being more focused on Ashfur's abuse, comic relief with cats in other Clans (something that the very serious Jay and Holly have a hard time providing), and the emotional fallout of the big reveal and Bramblestar's turn on them. Breezepelt slots neatly into that.

They were friends. Lionblaze's whole life came down around the reveal, everyone looking at him and his siblings differently, like they're suddenly something terrible. Why can't we find a silver lining, Breezepelt? Why can't we call ourselves brothers if the whole world is going to do it anyway? So much is changing, but THIS doesn't have to, we will take their weapon and turn it to armor, my ally, my friend, my brother.

(and when Breezepelt is lashing out at the three because of the Dark Forest's influence, Lionblaze is there, taking the blows and trying not to give in to the impulse to send him flying with a single paw)

There's also Harespring and Kestrelflight of WindClan and Owlclaw of ShadowClan. All of them are from a single litter between Whitewater and Mudclaw. She was going to raise the three of them alone as ShadowClan cats, but when the sire was smote, Whitewater felt they were cursed.

She was able to give the oldest two to their bio-uncle, Torear, but the weather was so bad that day and the runt was so sickly and small that it surely would have killed him. I don't think Owlclaw ever finds out why his mother always treated him with suspicion, but it did mess him up horribly.

Over in BB!DOTC, Thunder Storm is getting more half-siblings earlier. Clear Sky and Falling Feather had two daughters-- Pale Sky and Tiger Sky.

I want to explore the way that the various stages of Clear Sky's life acted on his kids. How any little curiosity Thunder Storm had about the life he might have had if he wasn't abandoned is crushed by seeing kittens who weren't. How Clear's favoritism of his oldest child set the trio against each other from the start. How this idea of "love" is toxic yet intoxicating.

It feels good to be the golden child. The power it gives you over his sycophants is satisfying. To know you, and you alone, have what someone else craves. Problem is, that's conditional, and it's cruel.

What Thunder Storm learns from his time with his biodad is that Clear Sky is not his father at all. He's taught him exactly what he DOESN'T want to be. There may be similarities-- in temperament, in physical prowess (though BB!Thunder is three-legged, he's still ripped), in taste and senses. But Thunder Storm's father is Shaded Flower.

(BB!Gray Wing died in the first book, rescuing Shaded Flower from being trampled by a horse. Xey're a patron of wisdom, Shaded Moss is taking the role of fatherhood to Thunder)

His sister is Rainswept Flower. His mom is Bright Storm. If there was a bond he could have had with Tiger Sky and Pale Sky, it dies simply and cruelly on the knife they used to cut each other out.

Pale might have wanted to mend it, she was the gentler one. But she dies in the First Battle along with her mother. Tiger Sky is too stubborn to accept any help, should Thunderstar offer it, and Thunderstar isn't in the business of begging for others to like him.

Naturally I'm lowkey obsessed with them lmao. I need to make a BB!DOTC overviewww

#I have a perspective on half siblings colored by a dynamic in my family #The generation above me has two siblings who had an awful biodad and an amazing stepdad (who did officially adopt them)#And there was nothing ''natural'' or good about how one of them was obsessed with their biodad.#It was influenced by his surroundings and did nothing but drag an incredibly toxic man back into his sister's life #Over and over #But anyway the son used to tell me ''theres no half in siblings''#The daughter adored her halfbrother through the mother who raised them-- but was adamant that her biodad's newer kids were nothing to her #I guess I agree with the son. But not in the way he believes it #There's no half in siblings because you either Are. Or you are Not.#You have a shared experience with having that person as a parent or you don't. And that's what's unchanging.#It's not the blood; it's the sweat and tears. But anyhoo #Personal details of my life aside #Tiger Sky and Pale Sky are Clear's Dead Angel Fetus Children in-canon. I think that was Weird.#So instead I made them. Not. Dead angel fetus children....#They're characters now lmaoo #Better bones au #I think Tiger Sky (i call her Tigs in my head a lot) is one of my favorite kit saves ever though #She's not going to be from the last litter either. I haven't picked who the mom is yet but he does have even more #At least one of those is going to make a grab at power but um. Sparrow Heart will not react Well.#BASICALLY lads I'm cooking. My revamps of the DOTC characters basically write themselves because I am very fond of them.#Clear's youngest: ''OH I JUST CANT WAIT TO BE KI-"#Sparrowstar: ''-lled.''

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coffeecatcraze · 3 months

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Will never get over Charlie's absolutely feral growl, this woman was ready to lunge across the courtroom and tear Adam to shreds and I am HERE for it

#hazbin hotel #charlie morningstar #and vaggie's “oh shit” expression at it?#she's already stressed because she has exactly zero good options right now #and then her golden retriever girlfriend starts going feral in the middle of heaven #this episode was so insane and i loved it #charlie is ready to go off like a stick of dynamite tied to a nuke #praying to the fandom gods for charlie to not just kill but absolutely annihilate adam #i want her to make him pay for how much of a dick he's been to her #he was an immense dick to her when they met and again in the courtroom #he talked shit about angel specifically as well as her people in general #and the way he used vaggie's darkest secret and source of self-hatred to hurt charlie?#let charlie choose the power of incredible violence against this piece of shit

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wormy-worm · 22 days

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ok u know what maybe if the world isn't ready for sunrazer post that means that the world IS ready for Amoveous siblings post. This is Milo and Enho and theyre my DARLINGS and i love them SO MUCH. i have. SOOOOOOOO many thoughts abt them but after the previous post massacre i do not really feel like typing all of that xoxo love <3

#THESE DRAWINGS HAVE BEEN SITTING IN MY DRAFTS FOR MONTHS LOL #meart #original character #robot oc #ily enho ily milo my darlings my angels my loves my funny robot guys.#ive posted abt Andromeda on here b4 if u remember her Enho is her best friend !!!!!#Enhos a battle robot who doesnt want 2 fight people..#hes the oldest sibling and theres a lot resting on their shoulders!#shes supposed to be this big metal protector but U.U she just wants to hide in his room.. and make music for the internet..#him and andy have this whole arc abt like. autonomy and identity and junk #being as andy is a government experiment who was raised to be a superhero who. has not yet realized that she HATES being a superhero lol #Enho inspires her!#milo um. does his own thing. he was the second amoveous bot and he is lucky to have been built without the responsibility of a battle bot #which means hes a LOT weaker. doesnt have a million weapons and lasers and such like enho does. no one expects much of him. he HATES IT!!!!#he wants to be POWERFUL! he wants to HURT PEOPLE!! he wants to be USEFUL!!! hes ANGRY ALL THE TIME #its EXSAUSTING.#yk that tinkerbell thing thats like. cuz shes so small she can only feel one emotion at once. and its so big it consumes her entirely?#hes that. he lives entirely in extremes. everything is 100% for him #he jumps to conclusions so quick and so violently.. hes incredibly impulsive and it gets him into a lot of trouble.#hes also a total NERD!!! GOOB!!! says mlady unironically. likes bad computer games. wears a stupid tie everyday. cartoonishly schemes 24/7 #enho for the record is also a pretty angry person. they just dont rlly express it. they dont express much of anything lol.#shes semiverbal on a talkative day. he can be REALLY REALLY PASSIVE AGGRESSIVE THO. THAT MF CAN BE SO PETTY. GOOFY ASS #but shes TERRIFIED she'll lose control of her emotions and her body and that shell hurt someone someday. absolutely terrified.#enho is as afraid of his strength as milo is of his weakness. theyre both two ends of the same extremes in a lot of ways.#polar opposites and yet exactly the same. they resent each other a lot. they need to learn to meet each other in the middle.#anyway ''i dont feel like typing all that'' and then i ramble in the tags for ten million years lol ToT I LOVE THESE GUYS #theyre my oldest ocs in this universe and i have so many thoughts if you have any questions feel free to ask me lol

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batcavescolony · 3 hours

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S4 E4 Supernatural

Dean finds out that Sam is using his demon powers to expell demons without killing the host. Now I understand both sides, it's not like I'm on one side, I see both. On Dean's side a literal Angel of the Lord came down to say 'talk shit into your brother or we go after him' and he found out Sam was lying to him for like a year. But on Sam's side he found out he's like the things he hunts, but he found a way to help people with the evil thing he was given. They're both going through it, they're both scared and traumatized, they both are right and wrong.

#its grey i understand why sam. is desperately trying to find some good he can do with the evil hes given. and while hes doing good we still #dont know WHY he has the powers or if using them corups the user #its possible for his powers to slowly crupt Sam over time. and it doesn't help that they grew up in a hunter family so they've been #conditioned to believe anything supernatural is evil which.... fair alot if supernatural is evil. theyve been bit enough times to be wary #so now we got dean being wary if the supernatural and he got visited by an Angel of the Lord whos told dean that Sam is going down the wron #path right after he just GOT BACK FROM HELL! And while he says he doesn't remember hes getting flashes and the bible says people that go #against god go to Hell. he blocked his time in hell but he knows it wasnt fun. overall its hurt people hurting hurt people who hurt back #sam winchester #dean winchester #ruby #and id love to take ruby at face value. shes been really helpful but her saying shes helping cus she remembers what its like to be human #or whatever her reasoning was. its just not enough for me. her being different then the other demons just doesn't seem like enough #of a reason to be this helpful to Sam. shes still a demon and while she might be a nice and helpful demon i dont see what she gets #castiel #also dean called Castiel Cass this episode #batcavescolony watches #batcavescolony watches supernatural

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kurozu501 · 1 year

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what sticks with me about chainsaw man is not the fights but the really sharp character moments. denji, power, and aki becoming really genuinely domestic and caring for each other after the darkness devil, everything with aki and the “snowball fight”, the entire makima apartment sequence, the power dumpster scene paralleling chapter 1, kobeni and denji having a genuine conversation, “i made a bet that she was never really looking at me”, “did you know? it was my dream to be hugged by someone”, “thats why, make sure to give her plenty of hugs too” all of that stuff was great. It got me, its just that it increasingly clashed with the weird incomprehensible battle stuff as it went on.

#i keep getting stuck on small stuff like why did makima have the zombie devil #she had nothing to do with that. she never met him. hell she never even saw him except for a pile of minced meat.#why were reze and quanxi back for 5 seconds along with those other guys and talking but then in the final battle they're just dolls #how do makima's powers work? how does she gain access to even people who are dead?#if all she needed to do was beat denji in a fight to gain control over the chainsaw devil why bother with the entire plot #just beat denji in a fight in chapter 2 #you cant even say 'it has to be the chainsaw devil not denji' bc she beats up what she thinks is denji in the final battle #if makima is so powerful and controls so much of the world why did the other countries feel free to send so many assassins after denji #who was reze? why was she referred to as the gun devil's 'partner'? who was the gun devil were they a person like her or what #also hey if makima has to beat people in a fight to control them why could she just walk up to angel and instantly control him #lots and lots of small stuff like that that adds up #chainsaw man #chainsaw man spoilers #csm spoilers

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just-bendy · 2 years

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You and alice look the same, why is that? Did you possess her? I mean that's the only attempt for a demon to make friends with the opposite side

We look the same because we're both toons created by Henry, an' even then we don't look the same at all, unless you think I have long flowin' hair and an hourglass figure.

No, I didn't possess her- I can't possess anyone. An' maybe we got along well enough for us to be friends, I don't see why that's a problem. We've never felt anythin' weird between us even if we are "demon" and "angel". Maybe at first but not anymore.

I... guess? Maybe I'm just the right amount of charmin'!

Although, she ain't much of an angel anymore.

#bendy #batim #batim bendy #ask #anon #(( according to the wiki alice with her halo and pair of horns and no wings could mean that she is a fallen angel #i think i'll apply that to my alice...#bendy as he is now isnt much of a demon but the ink demon powers are pretty demonic #if he gets angry or in a bad mood more of that demonic energy is present #maybe i should save that for a future ask... yeah shhhh #alice on the other hand is a fallen angel. an angel who sinned and got kicked out of heaven #since these are toons that got brought to life its not like they have much of a backstory to them unless henry gave them one #and i have no idea if they have canon backstories anyway so #unfortunately alice has no answer for why shes a fallen angel #unless i change up the story i have now itll just be a mystery #for now alice is just a gal with horns. a halo. and a tail... and an angel title ))#(( edit ok now ive come up with something:#i can make my own noncanon cartoons and backstories for them #so now there is a reason why alice is a fallen angel'#ok this is good ))

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deathinfeathers · 29 days

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#My OG Lute was a sadist through and through who directly/indirectly caused the deaths of (and enslaved) some of heaven and hell's-#-most powerful demons/angels #Main verse² lute has more in common with her than you might think right now #I for one can't wait for her to get so much worse 0:}

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animegirlspongebob · 9 months

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posted this on Twitter but im posting it here too!!! mainly cause i want to go on my little tag rambles LOL

Lost belongs to @kitsunequeen1987!!!!

#the fun thing about Michellis is despite him being a relatively tall height (6’0) is that all her friends are extremely tall #so xe looks really short #it’s even sillier with the fact that they’re the second(?) most powerful being in my universe #anyways Michellis looks like it only has four eyes on its face instead of six and it BOTHERS ME #oh well #michellis angelez #circus of angels #lost narrator wally

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lunaria--annua · 2 years

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Bearer of The Light.

#fantasy #angel #original character #illustration #character design #snake #armour #wings #holy #my art #ugtuna #the light #LOOK!!!! SHE IS BATTLE READY NOW!!! NOW THAT'S A POWERFUL MAGICIAN LET'S GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO #She has a snake helmet =D #A crown just wouldn't fit her‚ At least I can't imagine so really #God I'm literally so proud of the snake helmet #It's based on a cobrra. and you know how these have these membranes on their neck they can show off?#That.... but with glowing feathers =)#evil holy cobra with feathers instead skin for those throat membranes‚ I actually got this from a ...3 year ish old OC now #I never shared drawings of her public or really with other friends except Vinnie #Her name was Ezphion... also had a dark counterpart/ Sister called Ophyrra. dark spiky snake who was ultimately good #Both kinda evolved into The Light and The Dark you see on my blog now #many OCs kinda merged or evolved into different OCs really... Krit is like... 5 or 6 much older OCs combined #I'm so proud of the rest of her outfit too #Dynamic armour. Tough‚ but she can still move pleanty in it!!!#That's the goal...#I probably should indulge in explaining this holy/ The Light business further... and I will. I hope it will be soon

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wlwsuperheroine · 3 months

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I’m so proud of this sketch I made for the marvels movie

#it potrays how carol was battling two versions of herself that two people she was stuck with had of her #the angel and the devil and they’re manifested as that #kamala dresses an angel sees carol as one all good all kind all powerful who does no wrong and is the perfect woman and the perfect hero #monica dresses as a devil sees carol that way because she was the closest person in her life other than her mom who died #and who basically abandoned her and put her job and comfort of her #I love the details like the bolts on kamala’s side and the blasts on monica’s #the crown atop carol’s head and how it has Xs over it on monica’s side which means she’s rejecting that part of carol #the scars the hearts the little initials #I like it so much #the marvels #marvel #mcu #carol danvers #captain marvel #kamala khan #ms marvel #monica rambeau #photon #art #my art

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bonefall · 6 months

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omg sparrow fur just got confirmed to become the second leader of skyclan

Ok, that's good. I'll have to think of how to go foward from here.

If Sparrow Heart had died before taking leadership, I was going to write that as her being INFURIATED by it. Remembered forever as Skystar's stooge, his general, his loyal servant, but never having power of her own. And, generations later, she'd grab for it in any way possible.

With her being Sparrowstar, I'm going to keep her ambition and desire for power, but she had a chance to enact her vision in life. She was the first cat to inherit 9 lives, even, with how BB!Skystar is the first leader to die. She continued his "legacy," not out of any actual love or respect to him, but because it's HER TURN.

All these years of groveling, of having to bend and bargain around the desire of stronger cats, now it's HERS. She is the one who bargains, who makes others grovel. No one will make her scared and powerless ever again.

It's going to continue the ferocious rivalry between SkyClan and ThunderClan, especially as Owlstar takes power. Sparrowstar is definitely gone by the time of the River Kingdom's succession crisis, though, she's too battle hungry to rule for so long.

Or maybe Sparrowstar will end up inventing some kitty war crimes and become one of the first Dark Forest cases. After all, it's very in-character of BB!Skystar to not officialize an heir, and force Sparrow Heart to have to carve a path through his bio-kits for the power she is owed...

(Mumbling to self: and then that makes a pretty interesting claim for SkyClan during the River Kingdom succession crisis... "we need no claim to your throne to take it from you")

We'll see!

#better bones au #BB!DOTC #BB!Sparrowstar #Your honor. Women.#Still really fond of the 'arent you tired of being nice. Dont you just want to go apeshit' characterization #In any case I promise to treat her right I love violent women <3 #Her mom bumble is so conflicted OH my god #Juicy juicy juicy setup #Brother vs Sister as their exhausted mother who has had so much loss watches on helplessly #All of her friends are gone #She's just got her Emotional Support Grand High Priestess of a Slain God #Obsessed with this whole little overhauled family actually #Dyspraxic translator mother. Tragic angel guardian. Blood God Enthusiast who is actually a chill stepmom #And their children. Become-What-You-Hate and her brother Autistic Owl Man. They are powerful dictators.

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poptartmochi · 4 months

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until proven otherwise, i am assuming gortash speedran mephistopheles' lair with durge. and also. their funny little magician augusta

#sriracha.txt #they later ba sing se her about the whole thing because she has never had to lie in her life #baby believes in the sacred power of the truth and well. that cannot work with the Way of Things lol #OH. so maybe that's why claudia dies. because Claudia Knows the Truth + is going to fracture augusta's Understanding of Events #she said mama..... what the fuck were you doing at the devil's fee 🧐🧐 and augusta's like wha huh :o what WAS i doing at the devil's fee??#SO....... does gortash have cesare kill her...... as like some fucked up walter white maneuver..#AND AUGUSTA CATCHES HIM.................... WHICH IS WHY CESARE DIES......................#head in the hands..#this is effectively speedrunning the augusta soap opera + agustin transition BUT... believe #i like that gortash is playing the most fucked up 5d chess with the hhune's and then being soooo evil angelic with everyone else #claudia's like I Know What You Are Little Man >:( and gortash decides immediately that she is going to mysteriously disappear in the next #seven months. meanwhile the rest of the patriars are like 😒😒 gortash eugh.. or they're like yaaay gortash 😍😍#Meanwhile....................... the emperor in the book cooking up the most insane manipulation plot EVERRR #he said you did NOT comingle with augusta for 12 years like ME.. you will Neverrrr manipulate that sweet draconic magic like I CAN!!#🦖#bg3 spoilers

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quietwingsinthesky · 1 year

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Lilith being jealous of Sam and wanting him gone in s3 is :3 someone wants to get rid of their dad’s boytoy so they get all the attention again!

#and her little shiny blasting power that’s so reminiscent of angels mwah mwah love that #hey do you think it’s like. remnants of Lucifer’s grace #from when he turned her into a demon. stuff she still has access to all these years later #Lilith being a creature that most blurs the lines between human demon and angel I love her for that #and then of course it doesn’t work on Sam. doesn’t kill him.#because it’s *lucifer’s* originally and it doesn’t want to harm Sam. it wants to get inside him #I wish there was a way to say that that didn’t sound like innuendo but. you understand #(also it wants inside him in that way too lmao)#the way Lilith sort of panics when it doesn’t work. just going Stop!!#Lilith the spoiled child <3 Lilith who is facing a consequence for her actions for the first time in. forever #and she runs away!!#dad’s new boytoy has some bite <3 #sorry I’ll stop rambling now I had thoughts after finishing s3 #and I love her your honor #supernatural #spn #lilith spn

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riallasheng · 2 years

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Just a small funny thing

(Still having trouble with notifs and not receiving messages and asks seem on the fritz, please do pardon if I am slow to respond or fail to respond, I’m still arguing with my tumblr!)

So the small funny thing is that I’ve been plugging in craft speeds for the Anderverse / Century 21 and... Thunderbird 1 BREAKS THE CHART Y’ALL

Like, here’s a chart of the 3 of the 4 fastest aircraft in the Anderson Universe. thunderbird 2, The Angel Interceptor Mark 1 (tos Captain Scarlet), and the Angel Interceptor Mark 2 (new Captain Scarlet) (All craft got a minor buff as I switched from MPH and KM/H to Knots ...which is what you’re SUPPOSED to use for aircraft just as you do for watercraft and spacecraft anyway) Edit: I’ve got ‘Normal Cruising’ on this chart but I wasn’t really thinking when I did it. That should be HIGH Cruising (ie the fastest she can maintain for long distances before she starts hemorrhaging fuel) =_=

and HERE is what happens when you put Thunderbird 1 on the chart

GOOD LORD LOVE A DUCK BECAUSE THAT’S HOW YOU GET A PLATYPUS

One’s LOW Cruising (ie slowest she can maintain for long distances before she’s hemorrhaging fuel) is about the same as the Interceptor’s Normal Cruising

Her Fuel Efficiency Cruising (ie where she gets the best speed over long distances for fuel consumed) is HIGHER THAN THE INTERCEPTOR AND TB2 TRUE MAX

And then she KEEPS GOING

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mecharlie-fox · 2 years

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Obey Me: The Aftermath of the Great Celestial War, How Many Seconds in Eternity?

A life this long is a battlefield. A large battlefield – an empty battlefield. Because everyone else, they’re gone.

They’re all gone.

That was the tragedy of an angel named Evangeline. Every name Father chose for his children was a promise. As Lucifer was promised to be the light bringer Michael was promised to be the gift from God, Evangeline was the promise of the gospel – the promise of good news.

Father often knows more than what any living being does in all the three realms. Beings like them were old enough to know that a longer life isn’t always a better one.

It’s easy to believe that time doesn’t pass. The passage of time is an illusion, and life is the magician. Immortality isn’t living forever, young ones. That’s not what it feels like. Immortality is everybody else dying. They’re all dead.

Eva walked through the corridors of their household, a corridor that was once buzzling and loud, filled with cries of happy frustrations, cries, and even laughter. Now she was hearing nothing but silence. She never knew that silence could be so… louder than anything else in the realms combined.

For a large house – it was suffocating for two angels who barely even see each other for a couple of decades. It wasn’t easy, outliving the people they loved. When they died, a part of her died with them. Pain and loss – that defines them as much as happiness and love.

They are ancient creatures. A good death is what all mortals could ever hope for, unless they’re immortal. How many seconds is eternity? Truly?

The hole that they left, she felt it. Every single ounce of it.

And she had to live with that.

“We all carry our prisons with us.” Eva mumbled to herself as she felt the warm wind, holding a silver pocket watch in her hands. Even after a century, she could still hear the screams – it was more than she could count.

“Found you.” Eva turned to where the voice came from, only to feel a finger touching her cheek. She looked up to find Simeon giving a warm smile. “Are you in prayer?”

“No,” Eva answered quietly as she looked at the monument in front of her. A monument surrounded by flowers and pictures of those who have fallen, “I finished my prayers hours ago.”

“May I?”

“Of course.”

Simeon sat down, observing the angel who was staring at the monument of the angels who have died during the Great Celestial War. Those once bright, calm, and joyous blue eyes were filled with nothing but sadness, grief, and loneliness. “Coin for your thoughts, Eva?”

Eva was quiet for a moment.

Simeon was a Seraphim – he knew her schedule day in and day out, just like the rest. He knew that she was down there, wandering along with mortals but never mingled with them. Even when Father heavily forbidden most of their kind – a few were given a chance to go down there to perform their divine duties.

As a Power, as an Authority – Evangeline was one of those few angels who had the privilege to do so. Even when it irks her.

“I… heard something interesting from a human during my last visit.” She answered quietly. Her hands still… fidgeting on the pocket watch.

“What did this human say?”

“He said that humans die twice.” Eva looked up to the Seraphim, as if she was looking for a reaction… an answer to many of her questions. Centuries of living – all these questions but even Father could not provide those answers when she needed it, “he said… once when our breathe leaves our body… and once when the last person we know says our name. What is it like?” She finally asked him. “What is it like to die, Simeon?”

Simeon gently placed his hand onto hers, “only those who have died would know.”

Everybody knows that everybody dies, and nobody knew it like the Powers. Sometimes Eva thinks that angels live too long. She couldn’t recall how long Simeon held her hand from the memorial. He was bringing her home, her hand in his as if it was the most natural thing in the world.

Eva didn’t know if Simeon cursed the silence or had learned how to embrace it. She always noted that unlike her brother, Simeon was careful around her. He was choosing his words before saying them, he was choosing when needs to be soft spoken and when he needs to tell her the harsher truths of life. She couldn’t read Seraphim – he was more… complicated to read compared to the rest.

Even Lucifer was easier to read compared to him.

Simeon smiles but it never reaches his eyes. But his hand was always warm, as if he was comforting her in his own quiet way. Even she and her brother couldn’t see each other eye to eye ever since the war.

She believes that none of them understand. That no one would ever understand.

But he did.

Simeon understood every ounce of pain she was going through. The lost of loved ones, the loss of her brethren in combat – he knows that she was always thinking about the day she did it. The day she killed many of their brothers and sisters in a war no one asked for.

The Seraphim wanted to ask his former brother, considering all the causalities, all the pain that was caused – was it all worth it?

The brave and noble Sister Evangeline, she never thought she’d find herself so alone in a world where the sun never sets and yet it feels so dark all the same.

#obey me #obey me oc #obey me simeon #the aftermath of the great celestial war #this is like 500 years after the war #Eva kinda has survivors guilt #angels in the position of power have burdens like this too #I know I wrote he sat down but in a creative aspect #him trying to fix her messed up hair makes more sense to me #since Eva has been a complete mess since the war #so it kinda shows in her hair #this is like a test for this fic ive been working on sooo yeah

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