👁️ EYE - what colour are their eyes? do people notice their eyes? is there anything special about them (shows emotion easily, literally magical...)? (Echo)
🤥 LYING - are they good liars? do they have tells to show they're lying? (Angel)
👻 GHOST - do they believe in ghosts? what are their "ghostly experiences", (Iris)
𝐎𝐂 𝐄𝐌𝐎𝐉𝐈 𝐀𝐒𝐊𝐒!
> Echo has heterochromic eyes, her left eye being a light shade of purple and the right eye is light red. Both are different variations of eye colors for those with albinism, and she has inherited both. And their uniqueness is very noticeable to people, since they tend to stick out a lot easier. Though, they don’t really mean much besides traits of albinism, and she unfortunately does not have any magical abilities or other traits attached to them.
> On top of her beauty, Angel is actually pretty good at lying. She never resorts to it, but ONLY if she absolutely has to for serious situations. She knows the signs of what makes someone a liar and avoids it, often sounding truthful when she pushes herself to.
> Iris ABSOLUTELY believes in ghosts. She has seen spirits back home, such as her old ancestors that often roam around the kingdom before she escaped. She has rarely ever spoken to them (and is pretty afraid when confronted with creatures and entities she believes are MUCH stronger than her). She’s very antsy around them to begin with, and is more prone to being spooked.
CW: DEAD DOVE DO NOT EAT! DARK FIC, reader has a vagina, swearing, pet names, worship(religious themes), NON CON, p in v, creampie,
!!MINORS DNI!!
Maybe it was the right time and the right place, with the right type of person…
Maybe it really was some kind of cosmic destiny.
whatever it was, you are now the target of a soon to be ex guardian angel.
Zachriel is a beautiful, glorious being, that has existed for centuries, millennia even.
They have 6 pairs of gorgeous white feathered wings spouting from different parts of their body.
Their eyes have never once strayed from their focus, their known purpose…
Until you.
The first time you see them, he appears as a man, even trying to blend in with mortals, you can see that the sunlight circles atop his perfect head and glistens, proving to anyone he’s the blessed being he’s trying to hide.
Some secretes you can’t keep.
As that halo, there’s something else about him that tips you off.
Once he shows you his wings, they’re pure white…
The third time you lay your eyes upon them, they have a feather stained crimson.
You offer to help, clean it…
Maybe he’s bleeding, you think…
But the red stain won’t clean…
This is your new life…
Present~
You kiss your boyfriend of a few years on his cheek before he steps out the door for work. “Love you Ben! good luck today, hon!”
He smiles back, “Love you too sweetie, have a good day, don’t miss me too much!” With that, he takes his leave and you lock the door behind him.
You sigh contently, you’ve never known a peace like this.
He makes your once horrible life so easy and pleasant. You have recovered with him. He supports you.
Zachriel has never strayed this far from Ben, their current charge…
But Zach can no longer stand living with you vicariously through him. He can no longer stand him.
They can no longer stand seeing you smile and make love to him.
pretending your making love to them instead.
Zach wants you.
Zach needs you.
And he’ll have you. He’ll worship you and craft you into the new goddess that he knows in his very being that you are.
His goddess.
That is why he’s left Ben to his own devices for the first time since his birth.
Poor, blessed Ben. Never knowing hardships thanks to his protector, his all powerful, most holy guide.
He’ll know now.
He’ll never know the pain you endured, but he’ll at least know a couple hardships before his pitiful end.
And Zach will see to that personally.
Zach sculpted his body into the perfect vision, your dream human, just for you. He made his skin the perfect shade, his hair flawlessly tousled the way you’ve always gravitated toward, his eyes what will make you swoon, forever losing yourself in. He gave himself the perfect skills, the perfect appendages, and body type you cannot resist.
He’s everything you’ve ever wanted, and far more than you’d ever ask for.
More than you’ve ever dreamed of.
And now that perfect being stands before you, in your bedroom in front of your open window.
Lace curtains flutter around him, and the sun surrounds him warmly as if it gave up its sedentary station in the center and now revolves around him.
You back up, eyes wide, and trip over the ottoman in front of your bed.
“W-what do you w-want?! please! we don’t have much to take!! I’ll give you any money we have! Please d-don’t hurt me!” your eyes begin to water.
“Do you not like what you see, Y/N?” he asks,
“I know you are frightened now, but you will learn to accept me,” his voice is heavenly, it sounds almost song like as it drifts to your ears.
“W-what?” your confusion shows on your face, “H-how do you know my name?”
“Y/N, I apologize for the nature of this meeting, I could no longer sit back and watch you from behind Ben’s shoulder,”
You sit still dumbfounded. What is this psycho talking about?
He stepped forward and you try to clamor backwards, getting the ottoman fully in between you two.
Feathered wings unfurled from behind his body, and in the light they seemed to illuminate.
You stare, awestruck and horrified at the same time. “A-am i h-hallucinating?”
“I am an angel, precious human. I am no hallucination. My name is Zachriel, and i was to guard and watch over Ben… But i no longer care for my purpose.”
“G-get out of my home…”
He steps forward again, “please, Y/N, answer my prayers,”
your body is frozen, your eyes locked on his predatory ones.
He pulls you upward with some kind of light magic that’s swirling around you, it’s warm and it tingles. You feel it even in your core, so you put your hands between your legs to try and stop it.
It only makes it worse.
The light’s tendrils bring you to his body, and he wraps his wings and arms around you, as if shielding you from the world…
from the once comfort of your own home.
your safe place… ruined.
“ah!” you shudder as the tingling doesn’t cease. your back arches without your permission, and your pressing hands only add to the heat building.
“Perfect, beautiful, Y/N, I love you so much. I can give you everything. Protect you from everything…”
“Not even death will take you from me.” He states in a rasped tone.
The light dissolved both of your wardrobes, left stark in eachothers embrace. you whimper, unable to to do anything with your mind focused solely of the sensation of the magic surrounding you.
He’s gorgeous but… “p-please, don’t do this” you beg.
Your eyes prickle with tears as they traverse the fluffy feathers that cradle you.
Your body feels relaxed, safe even, but your mind is rushing miles a minute with fear.
“Y/N,” he rasps in your ear, while putting his hand under your chin then sliding it gently up your jawline.
The magic has you wet already, and he knows it. It’s edged you beyond your comprehension.
Then you feel something… Something solid…
rutting between your folds.
“I have been blessed enough already to feel you through Ben… But it’s not enough anymore, and i want you to feel me. To feel this body i have created, perfect in the image you most desire.” He speaks calmingly, but it does nothing to soothe you.
He pushes his glands past your entrance, to him it’s as if your holy gates are opening finally for him. Granting him the heaven he’s always craved.
He groans deeply on your shoulder, vibrating your neck.
He takes you slowly, easing past every gasp replacing the pain with a fulfilling, and heavy pleasure.
He bottoms out inside you, deeper in your cunt than you’ve ever felt, but just the right amount of pressure to have you mewling and coming undone for the first time around him.
Your body is betraying you. “Please… S-stop” your voice comes out more of a moan.
The tingling light hasn’t left you either, you feel perfectly entwined with this celestial being.
Everything feels right, but you know it’s wrong.
“Ben…” you whimper a prayer to your partner, wishing he could save you.
“Ben can’t hear your cries as I can, even while being so painfully away from you, I can hear your songs.” he pulls you in tighter. “Ben will die for you my love.”
He rolls his hips, his dick sliding against your most spongey spot. You’ve never felt anything like it before, to be so perfectly stimulated, so perfectly filled. You came again within the first couple thrusts.
His mouth found your chest, you feel like you’re being consumed.
Your mind blanks out, as you leave rings of your pleasure around his pulsing member.
He comes inside you and lays you down softly on the bed. Grabbing pillows to surround you with.
he caresses your face. “I’ll be back my love…” sighing most happily, he, and everything else fades as you drift away.
godlike/angel pronouns- people seem to have mixed feelings about god/godself but I still included them as once again people seem to have mixed feelings
🕊️ Today, the Church celebrates Guardian Angels! 🙏✨ These heavenly beings are entrusted by God to watch over and protect us on our earthly journey. Let us remember the loving presence of our Guardian Angels, guiding us, guarding us, and interceding for us. May we always seek their guidance and be grateful for their watchful care. 🌟 #GuardianAngels #DivineProtection #HeavenlyGuidance
The Archers of Infinite Light ✨ Welcome to the World of Pug.
Who are the Archers?
They are Four Guardian Watchers of the {Alphaa~Enfinizz Galaxy} and the Outer Realm of Eternal~Light. As specially appointed spiritual beings who can manipulate any element -- including time and space -- they have been given their powers by Alpha~Eternal, the creator of all things.
They are supreme beings who can take the shape of anything...and they have wings. Majestic, glimmering wings that shine with blue-light energy and sparkle as if they're coated in diamonds. Their natural, heavenly appearance looks like beams of intense light, ever~light. They can be anywhere at any time.
They are never allowed to destroy or destruct anything. They may only use their infinite power for good and to help others. When they are in battle, they may only use their elemental forces to freeze or stop the enemy, but never to kill.
They are Eternal Light~Workers.
There is one Archer for each element. A Fire Watcher, Land Watcher, Air Watcher, and Water Watcher. Pug is from the Easterly Fire Tribe of the Far~Side, but she must deliver the Eternal~Elixxir to the Master Guardian Watcher (The Water Watcher) of the Star~Side--from the Westerly Water Tribe.
The Archers' divine capabilities are ordained so they may act as Elemental Stewards and Guardian Watchers over all of the Outer Realm. They protect and uphold the creed of the Ever~Verses.
If you have perhaps believed that Guardian Angels are real -- here in our Third-Dimensional, Carbon Cycle Existence -- in the Fourth-Dimensional, Hydrogen Cycle, they are, and they're called Archers of Infinite Light.
Because nothing ever dies there~~as love & light are infinite.
Copyright 2022 JD SLAYTON. All rights reserved. This material may not be published, broadcast, rewritten, or redistributed.
Angels are winged beings so intimately connected to Godhead. Each try to depict them in the history of art is just that, an attempt at manifesting their radiant essence. Therefore we encounter Byzantine stern and collected guardians, colorful Medieval winged spirits, angelic musicians of the Renaissance and Baroque angels whose presence permeats the whole space they are materialized in.
🌟"I bathe in the Glory that is You. I cleanse the impure and usher in the Light. I speak in the name of Heavenly ones, as that is what we are" ✨
🔹 An Angel in Green with a Vielle, 1499, an associate of Leonardo da Vinci
🔶 Cimabue - an Angel from 'Madonna Enthroned with the Child, St Francis and four Angels, 1278
🔷 Rembrandt - Jacob Wrestling with the Angel, 1659
The Archers of Infinite Light ✨ Welcome to the World of Pug.
Who are the Archers?
They are Four Guardian Watchers of the {Alphaa~Enfinizz Galaxy} and the Outer Realm of Eternal~Light. As specially appointed spiritual beings who can manipulate any element -- including time and space -- they have been given their powers by Alpha~Eternal, the creator of all things. They are supreme beings who can take the shape of anything...and they have wings. Majestic, glimmering wings that shine with blue-light energy and sparkle as if they're coated in diamonds. Their natural, heavenly appearance looks like beams of intense light, ever~light. They can be anywhere at any time.
They are never allowed to destroy or destruct anything. They may only use their infinite power for good and to help others. When they are in battle, they may only use their elemental forces to freeze or stop the enemy, but never to kill. They are Eternal Light~Workers.
There is one Archer for each element. A Fire Watcher, Land Watcher, Air Watcher, and Water Watcher. Pug is from the Easterly Fire Tribe of the Far~Side, but she must deliver the Eternal~Elixxir to the Master Guardian Watcher (The Water Watcher) of the Star~Side--from the Westerly Water Tribe.
The Archers' divine capabilities are ordained so they may act as Elemental Stewards and Guardian Watchers over all of the Outer Realm. They protect and uphold the creed of the Ever~Verses. If you have perhaps believed that Guardian Angels are real -- here in our Third-Dimensional, Carbon Cycle Existence -- in the Fourth-Dimensional, Hydrogen Cycle, they are, and they're called Archers of Infinite Light.
Because nothing ever dies there~~as love & light are infinite.
Copyright 2022 JD SLAYTON. All rights reserved. This material may not be published, broadcast, rewritten, or redistributed.
A gender related to both biblically accurate angels and the angels of modern media. It may feel bizarre, archaic, and incomprehensible, yet also beautiful, radiant, and heavenly.
Angelikallan
A gender related to being called “angel” as an affectionate nick name or pet name, and experiencing euphoria when being called angel.
Gaurdiangelic
A gender related to guardian angels. It may be related to being a guardian angel or to having a guardian angel- or to both.
Mmmmmm angel genders make my little angelkin heart go ✨
For @mogai-sunflowers 1000 followers coining event day 14
This was a surprise to see. She hadn’t expected such a cold and calculated character such as Sebastian to have such a warm smile on his face. It was... adorable. Angel had wanted to peek from hearing the various sounds coming from his office, though it wasn’t anything concerning. Her curiosity got the better of her. Witnessing this, she began to laugh softly, covering her mouth with one hand.
“Oh, it isn’t!” She chuckled through her words. “You’re quite alright. I just... didn’t expect this!”
She made her way through the doors to his office, approaching the little girl in his arms. She was very tempted to produce a light figure to catch her attention, just to see what she would do. “Is she family of yours? A niece or daughter?” She asked him.
Today had been a day where Angel had focused on her medical work in-doors. Regular medical check-ups were established in the morning and the patching up after fighting happened during the afternoons. Today was one of those days, though the appointments grew in numbers very fast.
She had her body turned away from the door, stacking some personnel files for future examinations. “Ah, hello! I’ll be with you in--”
It was Sebastian? And he-- his shoulder was bleeding. The stain was so noticeable through the torn jacket he had worn. Quickly, she dropped her papers onto the table and rushed to his side, damp cloth in hand.
“Sebastian, what happened?!” She asked him quickly, surprised to see him in such a state. “Who did this to you? Here-- Take off your coat, I have to clean up your wound.”
[ 🏆 ] is your muse multitalented? what are their hobbies, and why did they pick up these hobbies? if they don’t have hobbies, why don’t they?- for Salem and Angel!
PROMPTS I’D LIKE TO RECEIVE, PART 1.
⤿ headcanon memes; comfort character edition! tw: death, family, religion.
> Salem isn’t really that well talented. Most of her hobbies have been forgotten since she was revived, but she takes an interest to journaling. It was suggested by her caretaker, Dr. Loretta Frankenstein. She’s taken the opportunity to journal all of her thoughts, which helps sort out what she is conflicted with.
> Angel has touched a broad selection of a few hobbies! Currently, her favorite obsession is knitting and crocheting. She’s enjoyed singing, musical performance, painting, all sorts. She’s had many years of dipping her foot, but she enjoys getting creative with all sorts of fabrics! She made her own blanket through years of practice.
[ flowers ] to hand my muse a bouquet of their favourite flowers / / for Angel
valentine’s inbox memes ♡ a series of action prompts to celebrate the valentine’s holiday. feel free to change anything as needed. happy writing!
In the bouquet of flowers Sebastian had gotten for Angel was a mix of daisies and pink carnations, full of pinks and whites. She didn’t expect a gift for Valentine’s Day, so she was surprised to see him walk in with a large bouquet.
“Sebastian?” She called out, seeing him walk in. “I... are those flowers? Who did you get them for?” Before she could ask another question, they were handed to her wordlessly, holding them gently with both arms. She looked down at the bouquet before looking back up at Sebastian, feeling some pink in her cheeks.