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teethbomb · 8 months

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He’s my best friend. My pal. My homeboy. My rotten soldier. My sweet cheese. My good-time ɓσմψ

#My doodles #the mandela catalogue #tmc #tmc intruder #tmc Gabriel #tmc archangel Gabriel #tmc stanley #the sillies <3 #My art #Ask to tag

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ideceivedthem · 2 years

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sánguinis

type: smut

includes: afab reader, periods, period sex, blood kink, oral sex, religious symbolism, body worship, breeding kink

requested by: no one

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It's nearly too hot in the room. Between your personal circle of hell making you feel like you're constantly overheating and the scalding sensation of his lips, it's almost too much.

But in its own right, it's heaven on earth too. It's worth it. It's divine.

Gabriel kisses slowly between your thighs. His flat white teeth pause to nibble at your soft flesh and you make a hushed sound that goes straight to the fleshy organ that sits between his own. Your fingers thread into his locks of soft spun golden silk and give an urging tug.

"Patience." He whispers the word sweet and low. From anyone else it would be a command or a warning, but from him it's a promise with reverence buried in his tone.

Cold breath ghosts over your burning core and your clit gives throbs of need that resonate with your heartbeat. Gabriel is merciful however, even as he mouths at the junction where your inner thigh connects to your pelvis.

His tongue feels like anointed velvet when it slides across your folds. He licks a broad stripe over your pussy that ends in a teasing flick at that special bundle up top.

'Teasing' perhaps isn't the right word. Teasing would imply that he's trying to irritate you, to poke at already sensitive nerves with the intent to inflame them further. No, he isn't teasing you with such actions, he's worshipping you.

Whatever he's doing, you're reveling in it. You keen, digits tightening in his hair, mouth agape with words lost on you. Your wordless praise spurs him on though, and he circles your delicate button with the tip of his warm muscle.

He's then eating into you, lips and tongue and edges of teeth devouring you like the lion to the lamb. Your eyes clench shut so hard that you see stars in the blackness.

The name of your archangel echoes from your throat as a mantra; the pitch increases with two long, thin fingers pushing easily into your heat. His lips close around your clit and he sups on it it, ravenous, while his fingers pump in and out of you.

Your hot walls squeeze around him in response. Your nerves light up like a funeral pyre, blazing and intense with your sensitivity. He crooks his digits just-so and he hits where you need the attention the most.

Your voice is damn-near angelic as you pant and mewl your eulogies with all the veneration of prayer. Your hips rock into the rhythm he creates as you chase the oncoming high like it'll bring true salvation.

Gabriel must sense that your climax is dawning on you so quickly (too quickly for his liking) because he slides from your body and he leaves a parting kiss on your bloody, hot lower lips.

You crack your eyes open as you gaze down on him. Your chest rises and falls in shaking breaths. The sight of him betwixt your parted legs with a smear of deep crimson staining his beautiful mouth makes your concupiscence rear up its head like some great, dark, insatiably starved beast.

Gabriel's features pull into a gentle smirk that makes your cunt ache and he wears it gorgeously as he licks your wine off of his fingers.

"Tell me little lamb, how much do you desire?" He purrs the question. In the dim light, his normally crystalline blue eyes are like wells that you'd give the world to drown in. His arousal has his pupils blown so wide that they nearly consume his irises.

You swallow thickly as you collect your thoughts. Your mind reels with the whiplash of having been so close to your breaking point and then suddenly back to total lack of stimulation.

"I'd rather die, I'd rather spend an eternity in hell, than go another second without your cock in me." The words tumble from you as you watch him push up to sit on his knees.

He towers over you with zero effort, all slender and sinewy and spectral, already devoid of his satiny robe. The wings attached to his back add to his imposing figure as they sit at half mast, the color of clouds with underlining glints of gold that turn bronzy silver in the sliver of grey moonlight that carves through the bedroom.

Evidence of his carnality lays heavy and hard against his leg, as shockingly and breathtakingly human as the rest of him appears, the slit leaking slightly on his pallid flesh.

You nearly drool at the view presented before you, realize you haven't spoken in some time, and continue on. "I want you to fuck me like Adam did Eve. I want you to ravage me gently. I want you to lay with me like this is our wedding bed."

You see his cock throb at your words and he leans in closer, pushing your knees farther apart.

"Was that your covert method of proposing to me, my dove?" Now he's teasing, and he takes enjoyment in the way your already blushing face turns a shade of scarlet.

(Oh how lovely that would be, spending eternity on his arm at his side as his bride. How choice. How rare.)

"Gabriel, please." But your need has other ideas. You can fantasize about marriage later, for now your mind skips straight to the honeymoon. "Please, honey, I need you."

Hearing you beseech so softly sends a pang of want through his corporeal visage. Gabriel presses an incendiary kiss to your lips to put an end to your begging. After all, if you were to be his, wholly and completely and entirely his, you would never have to want without something to show for it.

You gasp brokenly against his mouth as the head pushes into you. Its girth splits you cleanly (well as cleanly as could possibly be extrapolated) and the overload of sensation has you clutching onto him, wrapping your arms around his neck and burying your hands into his hair.

"Shh-shh my pet, shh-shh..." He hushes you, his whispers coming out with a tremor as he hilts fully inside you. Being this close, you can smell the metallic sweetness of your own fluids on his chilled breath. His hips roll gently to bottom out.

The both of you sit panting there for a moment before he begins to push back and forth in rhythm. His pace is slow and easy, and he drinks in the sounds you make under him.

Your fingers creep to the base of a wing and follow the downy trail of feathers up to where it crests slightly. The sensation of it has him cooing and murmuring in your ear and the sensitive limb gives a pleasured twitch.

"My lamb, ah, my lamb, your touch..." Gabriel croons, and his tone gives away just how much he aches for you the way you ache for him.

The swing of his hips brings breathless sounds and trembly sighs from you and you can tell he's feasting on the chorus you're giving up so generously.

His thoughts start wandering as he steadily increases his pace. He wonders, despite the way your blood flows around him, of the likelihood of you baring his child. His mind fills with the image of you with your belly swollen with his babe, a divine picture of fertility, his perfect Mary.

He's so thrilled with these ideas that his wings give a few uncontrolled flaps, the stimulation from your fingers adding to the current of euphoria.

"You will be mine forever." He murmurs, lips against your neck, feeling the thrum of your pulse under the soft skin. "You know that, yes? Who you belong to and whose you are?"

"I'm yours-" Your reply is a rushed tumble and you cant your hips upwards to catch his thrusts at a better angle. Heavenly light bursts behind your eyes and you sing delightfully with it. "I'm yours!"

Gabriel's wings flutter as he drives his sin into your soft willing body. His mouth is almost like hellfire against your flesh, branding you so that only he can have you. No doubt he's leaving sticky red oxidizing marks along your throat as well. The whole time he's whispering and chanting in your mind that you belong to him and him alone.

Heat flashes hot and white through your whole being as you're suddenly wracked with your orgasm. It's like dying, like flying, like being tossed end over end as he slams into you through your climax.

He's gripping you close like he's scared you'll vanish suddenly, rutting into you like an animal as he chases the delicious pulsing warmth of your walls. He can feel you clutching him as well, blunt nails digging into his back and hand tangled in his hair, and it has his wings beating against the air nearly in time to your heart.

Your name is like poetry on his tongue, twisted into art by ecstasy and prayer, as he finally spills his seed deep in your core, so searing that you could believe instead that it's actually freezing. His hips rock to a stop.

He stays above you, panting with you in the heady aftershocks that leave sparks in the corners of your visions. His wings twitch, a few pure feathers fall onto the soiled bedspread.

He shifts to kiss you, in which you can taste yourself on him in a way that leaves you whining into his mouth, and leans up all the way. Gabriel is so wickedly, obscenely beautiful in the moonlight, disheveled and misted and wings hanging limp from his back.

"I love you dearly, my little lamb." He breathes the words, voice gravelly and low.

You manage a tired smile as he slides from you. "I love you too, my dearest angel."

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konstantin349 · 2 years

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"the one true savior"

#mandela catalogue #mandela catalogue gabriel #mandela catalogue alt gabriel #alt gabriel #mandela catalogue fanart #tmc fanart #tmc gabriel #my art #my drawing #alternate gabriel #tmc archangel gabriel #archangel gabriel #tmc alt gabriel #tmc #the mandela catalogue

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spookiifi · 1 year

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Do u hc real Gabe as like "uww" precious boy who's new to the human realms new tech

Or jaded and tried dude who wants to go home and will passive aggressively stare at u

I feel like Toon qualifies for the uwu portion.

Gabriel? More of the tired god that's either tired 24/7 or takes enjoyment in watching humanity struggle.

PSSSHH What are you talking about he has a crush on our dear reader? That's silly. Just don't tell anyone that he'd do anything for his s/o unless you want a death wish

Edit: Disregard this post. I didn't know we were referring to toon as the real Gabe. LOL I'll post another, don't worry anon 😅

#archangel gabriel x reader #the mandela catalogue #archangel gabriel #tmc archangel gabriel #toonbriel #tmc toonbriel #anon ask

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xyl4-4444 · 1 year

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🎉✨✨HAPPY SECOND ANNIVERSARY MANDELA CATALOGUE✨✨🎉

I can't believe that this series, that I got into a year ago is becoming two years old at this point

Anyways here are some MORE TMC related doodles to celebrate thic occasion (+some preachers bcus why not)

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26cyberworms · 7 months

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Redraws from 2022!

#the mandela catalogue #tmc #mark heathcliff #cesar torres #archangel gabriel #toonbriel

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peter-muerte · 3 months

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love this ship dynamic small guy and his tall monster

#the fake moon #fake moon #la luna falsa #luna falsa #the mandela catalogue #mandela catalogue #mandela catalouge six #mandela catalogue intruder #intruder #tmc six #tmc #tmc art #tmc fanart #tmc gabriel #gabriel #archangel gabriel #tmc intruder #art #my art

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crangismcbaskentball · 9 months

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AND QUITE SUDDENLY I REMEMBERED / I HAD BEEN HERE BEFORE

I’D STOOD ON THIS SAME HILL / I KNEW THE VALLEY OF WHICH I LOOKED

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izel-scribbles · 10 days

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@dorian-is-dead your fuckimg fic dragged me kicking and screaming back into tmc

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glorianell · 3 months

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Faith (11.11.23)

#digital art #analog horror #the mandela catalogue #angel gabriel #angel #tmc fanart #alternate gabriel #fanart #gabriel the archangel #the mandela catalog gabriel #alt gabriel

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kokoroisbleeding · 1 year

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Black Dahlia

#the mandela catalogue #the mandela catalogue fanart #the mandela catalogue gabriel #tmc #tmc fanart #tmc gabriel #mandela catalogue #mandela catalogue fanart #mandela catalogue gabriel #alternate gabriel #alt!gabriel #alt gabriel #archangel gabriel #black dahlia #fanart #digital art #kokoroisbleeding

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ideceivedthem · 2 years

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What are your basic headcannons for alt Gabriel, how do you see him, how does he act, who is he "REALLY", how is he to his s/o

oh yesyesyes!!! i have quite a few of these actually :)

basic headcanons:

+ he's 6'10 (about 208cm i think)

+ generally doesn't need to sleep but will when he feels like he's earned it

+ he's literally lucifer though so that is fairly often because he's vain lol

+ he nests to sleep with expensive bedding like silk sheets and goose feather pillows

+ he has wings but they aren't his, he stole them from the real gabriel since he couldn't shapeshift his own

+ in fact if you look at his back there's scar tissue like meshing where they're artificially fused to his skin

+ holy blood definitely didn't mesh well with his own, seeing as he's the lord of fucking darkness /reference, so he has chronic pain issues relating to his wings

+ his hair is deceptively (heh) thick and curly, kind of hard to brush through

+ smells like rosewater, lavender, jasmine, and frankincense

+ loves all things opulent because of his vanity

+ he holds hatred for his archangel brothers, especially michael

+ he can enter into holy ground but it causes an increasing sense of dread and paranoia the longer he's there

+ holy objects hurt him if he touches them, unless the objects weren't concentrated or have been used to commit sin

how i see him and how he acts and who he really is:

+ he's definitely former archangel lucifer, without a doubt

+ incredibly vain and prideful

+ sharp but can have a sweet side if you're lucky

+ you probably couldn't fix him tbh but we're all simps here so we can pretend lol

+ definite superiority complex, all humans* are beneath him

+ cunning and intelligent and knows exactly how to get what he wants

how he is with his s/o:

+ shockingly he views his s/o as equal to himself, after all a ruler needs a right hand of equal status to rule by his side

+ he's very sweet with his s/o too, doing everything in his power to make sure they have their every desire met

+ a tad possessive (but not, like, yandere lol that trope makes me so uncomfy and won't be written here)

+ his s/o has him at their every beck and call, and that's how he intents to treat them when they're ruling this mortal plane at his side

+ nicknames for his s/o include "lamb", "dove", "sweetling", and "angel"

#answered #mae writes #headcanons #the mandela catalogue #archangel gabriel #the mandela catalogue archangel gabriel #tmc #tmc archangel gabriel #tmc gabriel #gabriel tmc #archangel gabriel tmc #x reader #x male reader #x female reader #x gender neutral reader

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konstantin349 · 1 year

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I saw someone on r/MandelaCatalogue reddit a few months ago saying that Archangel Gabriel kinda looks like Bjorn Andresen (he's a famous Swedish Actor known portraying as Tadzio) and I guess I'll give it a try by drawing Gab with Bjorn's face :)