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gilverrwrites · 2 months

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Their Perfect Date HCs [Angel edition]

Rating: General

Human Edition | Monster Edition

Please remember: There is strength in softness.

Cas

Absolutely brings you flowers.

Hear me out: fruit picking!

Something like strawberries

Spend the day outdoors in the sunny weather, chatting, walking, picking and comparing fruits.

Maybe a picnic at the end where you can refuel, and Cas can bask in the sun. Enjoy people/nature watching together.

Then you take him home and make your harvest into something; a pie, wine, jelly/jam.

Put him in a frilly apron and boop flour on his nose, he’s in love.

Cas won’t partake in the consumption, but he’ll enjoy watching you, and earnestly listen to your review.

Gabriel

Brings you chocolates/candy.

(Obviously, he has ideas, plans, and wants of his own, to a dangerous extent but) Gabe at his core just wants to impress you, don’t give him choices because he’s very much a ‘whatever you want’ kinda guy in those scenarios. His ideal date is whatever your ideal date is.

What do you want for dinner? ‘Whatever you fancy sugar’, your wish: my command.’ Do you prefer the red outfit, or the black? ‘I think you look smokin’ in both, pick whatever you feel good in.’ Do you want pasta or pizza? ‘I want a pizza you. Do you want pasta or pizza?’

Plus, he loves simultaneously using indecisiveness to wind you up and to force you to make decisions for yourself, to voice your own wants and needs.

Ultimately though, I think his ideal date would be something surprisingly simple.

Like a coffee date.

Or hot/boozy hot/chocolates and pancakes at a dessert restaurant.

Tell him about your proudest moments, your favourite everything, your biggest adventures, your fondest dreams, so he can soak you in.

He’ll tell you about his own escapades, drops some big names, about his early days on earth, and so on.

Somewhere you can spend hours chitchatting, sharing stories, and getting to know each other, while getting high on sugar and playing footsie under the table.

Jack

Isn’t sure which is most appropriate or which you would like most, so he brings you all the gifts! Chocolate, flowers, soft toys, you name it!

But then he gets nervous and thinks it’s too much, so he only gives you the flowers.

Until you’re halfway through your date, when things are just easy and relaxed. He confesses and gives you the other stuff at the end of your date.

As for the date itself it would be something classic but fun; bowling, mini golf, roller skating.

If it’s score-based, he won’t be competitive, but also will not let you win.

If the venue does food, and you’re struggling to pick he’ll order your second choice so the two of you can split and share.

Will find any excuse to try and hold your hand throughout.

Lucifer

Does not bring a gift. Come on, he’s all the gift you need.

Lucifer is not easy to take on a date. (He’s not easy in any regard really.) Especially when you take into account his distaste for all things human.

If he’s earnestly asked you on a date/agreed to a date, then the only salvageable factor is you. No pressure.

And it's not like he can just fly you away to another galaxy or something, cause you know, human bodies don’t tend to do well in the vacuum of space.

Plus, he’s so contraire you could spend hours listing ideas and he would bat down every single one. (Secretly loving every moment because he gets to spend time with you, making you laugh as he comes up with more and more ridiculous reasons to reject your ideas).

Really though, just take him with you on your daily routine, or even like, your ideal day. Let him bitch about all the humans in the grocery store, let him try your favourite foods, him laugh at the kid who dropped their ice cream, and let him watch you geek out at the book/video/hobby store without embarrassment. Just let him experience your true self, while letting him be his true self.

No policing him, just pure unadulterated freedom with the person he loves.

Michael

Brings you chocolates, but not like fancy ones. Adam advised that gifts were customary in human dating culture, but didn’t specify which kind, so he got you a selection of candy bars, the same kind that Adam seems to enjoy.

Something outdoorsy and active but with a view; Hiking, rock climbing, or even just a long walk on the beach.

Something where you can find a nice place to settle and watch the clouds and/or stars together.

If stargazing, he will teach you about the different constellations, their creation, and their stories.

Will be absolutely enamoured if you already know some of it and are able to have a back-and-forth conversation.

Adam also tried to teach him some other dating tricks, like fake stretching to put his arm around you, but that seems redundant. If he wants to put his arm around you, he will simply do so.

Short circuits a little when you lean in closer and rest your head on his chest/shoulder.

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aphrostiel · 1 year

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The oldest brother, ruler of Heaven, the mighty archangel Michael.

For Michael's wings I wanted the feathers to be more 'flowy', elegant, with big/thick ones on the endings.

Next one will be Lucifer, and finally Raphael!

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jokingmisfit · 1 year

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The Archangles

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melodyfsoul1 · 8 days

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Supernatural Angel Wings, Michael

#My Supernatural Angel Wing Designs #Supernatural Angel Wings #supernatural angels #supernatural wings #supernatural fanart #supernatural #spn #spn fanart #angel wings #I'm a sucker for Wings #We never get to see The Angel's actual Wings in Supernatural so I designed my own Wings for them #my art #Supernatural Michael

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cowerandprey · 10 months

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How much can you fit under your skin?

I wish you were dead babe, I wish you were dead

I can fit two, I can fit two...

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I have Michael and Adam on the brain

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gulnarsultan · 1 year

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The Archangels Michael, Lucifer and Gabriel are your soul mate and you are their soul mate. Yandere for you in the three angels.

#yandere archangels #yandere supernatural michael #yandere supernatural x reader #yandere supernatural #yandere supernatural lucifer #yandere supernatural gabriel #supernatural michael #supernatural lucifer #supernatural gabriel #yandere archangel michael x reader #yandere archangel michael #yandere archangel lucifer #yandere archangel lucifer x reader #yandere archangel gabriel #yandere archangel gabriel x reader #yandere concept

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livingfandomly · 6 months

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Father. I’m on my knees. Praying. How shall I ever survive this version of Dean?

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all-alone-he-turns-to-stone · 2 years

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His Perfect Doll

Dean Winchester Masterlist

Summary: She’s a doll. Her only duty is to be perfect for him at all times. A doll doesn’t talk. Doesn’t express feelings. It exists, simply. So when, one day, the doll wants to show how much she loves him and puts on some lingerie, neither of them expect the effect it would have on him. And how it would make him and the man he keeps locked in his head… Snap.

Pairing: Michael!Dean x Reader

Rating: 18+

Word Count: 2788

Warning: dub-con, bothering non-con, stockholm syndrom, manipulation, objectification (a lot), smut, p in v, unprotected sex, use of grace to give more pleasure, overstimulation, possessiveness, somnophilia, passing out from too much stimulation

Squares: Stockholm Syndrom for @anyfandomangstbingo // Lingerie for @anyfandomkinkbingo

A/n: This was requested by @cryptichobbit! Thank you for the request, I had fun writing this! It has to be the dirtiest thing I wrote… Not proofreaded, sorry for any mistake! Feedbacks are always appreciated!

This is a dark fic. Mind the tags and warnings!

She was a doll.

Motionless most of the time. Her room was her prison, pink walls and bars to a window showing a freedom she couldn't have. Restricted to only this house, allowed to exit her bedroom to eat or go to the bathroom.

Her appearance was important, after all, as a doll, she had to be pretty at all times. Her makeup, subtle but flawless. Not a single spot of imperfection. Her hair, silky, soft, and combed as he liked.

Her doll duties were simple, she had to be there and ready whenever he would visit. It wasn't very often, so most of the time, she stayed in her room, simply existing.

She wasn't mad at him, though. She belonged to him and was now okay with that. It wasn't always the case, at first, she fought hard to get out. Spent nights screaming for help, trying to find a way out of this house. But she quickly understood there was no use of being a brat. She was a doll. His doll.

After a while of her having good behavior, he allowed her to go outside. At first, with surveillance, he then understood she would never leave, not anymore. She finally understood where her place was, and always came back. Now, she could go whenever she wanted, but she wasn't leaving the house. Just in case he passed by.

The last time she exited the house was to go shopping. She went really early, knowing he never showed up in the morning. By noon, she was back and resumed her role as a perfect, obedient, motionless doll.

He showed up the same evening. She always knew when he was there, not that he needed to say it outloud. It was like they were connected somehow, she could simply feel him when he was close. Feel all the power, all the heat, all the dominance. She craved that feeling, and everytime she felt him close, memories of their past moments flooded her mind, just like arousal flooded her panties.

He was in the living room, waiting for her. She knew. But tonight, it would be different. It was time she showed him how good she was, behaving to him, and how much she loved him. She wanted to show him. So, before leaving her room, she put on the clothes she bought in the morning and once she was sure her appearance was perfect, she left her room to walk where Michael was.

"Making me wait, doll," his voice reached her mind before it reached her ears. Like a thread was connecting their mind, she could almost taste the things he would do to her once he saw what she was wearing.

In the living room, he was seated on a chair, his back turned to her. Walking slowly even if the excitement made her want to run and jump on him, she put one foot in front of the other, reminding herself she had to be good.

Since he didn't give her the authorization to speak, she didn't apologize nor answer him, simply walking until she was finally in front of him.

Michael wasn't someone that showed a lot of reaction usually. His beautiful face remained neutral whatever she did, until the moment his cock sank into her core. The first penetration always broke his mask as his imposing length stretched her dripping cunt. Then he would fuck her for what seemed like hours, panting, frowning, but never showing any emotions until he came.

That was what usually happened. And she would cum countless of times, like he had some magic in him. Michael loved to see her break under all the pleasure he gave her. Just like he loved to see her break with his punishment, slapping her ass until it became red and then purple, or preventing her from cumming for the whole time he fucked her.

She didn't know which was worse.

But this time, when Michael laid his beautiful eyes on her, he had a reaction.

Sitting forward in the chair, he put his elbows on his thighs and his chin in his palm, turned his head to the side, and let his eyes roamed her frame. She stayed like that, hips to one side, head tilted to the other side, her hair cascading over her shoulder.

The lingerie she wore was made of silk. It was soft, so soft, that was why she picked it up. The color was a dark red, the bottom made of a thong barely hiding anything from the back. The bra didn't have a cup and did nothing to hide her breast, her nipples already hard just having him stare at her body. Laces were connecting the top and the bottom, and finally, socks were up to her thighs, holding up thanks to the suspender belt sitting on her waist.

Needless to say, he never saw her wearing that.

"I wonder," his voice purred from his throat, rough and deep, as his eyes glowed blue for a moment. "Why did I never give you those types of clothes before… you look…" His tongue licked his lips slowly as he sat back in the chair, eyeing her with fire in his eyes. "Delicious. Now. You put those on for me, you don't want to be rude to me, am I right?"

A shiver spread through her spine, saliva hard to swallow. She didn't expect that to be his reaction. All she wanted to do was please him, but as usual, his expression remained impossible to decipher.

"Answer me," he added and the order cut short all of her thoughts. She was allowed to speak.

"No, I don't want to be rude, sir," she said, still not moving from her position. As still as a statue, as flawless as a doll.

"Good," he purred, a smirk stretching his lips. "We cannot waste this. Dance for me."

Once again, she didn't expect those words to leave his mouth, but once again, the order made her obey. Whatever he wanted, she would give him.

There was no music, so she just imagined the rhythm of a slow song and started moving her hips side to side. Her hands roamed up her body until it got to her breast that she grabbed and then squeezed, stifling a moan that almost came through. Unless he allowed it, she had to stay silent. Moans included.

It was hard, though, to stay silent. Especially as his gaze kept turning bright blue and she could see him shift ever so slightly on the couch, his hands twitching against the armrest. Just like he was restraining himself from grabbing something else than the furniture.

To be that desired, that wanted, it sent a boost of confidence in her doll brain. Turning around, she showed him her butt that the thong did nothing to hide. As she touched her behind, her hand grabbed her cheeks and then spread them, showing how wet her core actually was. Biting her lips, she turned her head back to look at him and see his reaction, and this time, the moan couldn't be stopped from leaving her mouth.

It was the first time she saw him like that, his pants undone, his hard, imposing and beautiful cock in the palm of his hand. As Michael stroked himself, he kept on watching, mouth slightly agape, breathing fast…

The sigh was to die for. She would have loved to frame that image and place it directly in front of her bed so she can look at him every morning as she wakes up. But the perfect sight didn't stay long, actually, it broke the moment the filthy, needy sound escaped her mouth.

"Didn't say you could make noises," Michael was near her in an instant, her body flush against the nearest wall. She caught herself just in time, her hand cushioning the impact of the hard, imposing body behind her. In no time, her thong was tossed to the side and he was inside, his cock roughly stretching her apart. A louder moan escaped her lips, and she heard it too, the sound he always made the moment he slid home in her wet channel. "You are driving us crazy… so crazy…"

Michael's breathing was rusty and shaky and he didn't wait a single moment before he started pistoning. Hard, fast, so deep, his cock came in and out of her core, not leaving her any second to catch her breath. Moans and whimpers quickly turned into screams of pleasure as she all but held herself on the wall. She didn't need to, though. He was the one holding her body.

The first orgasm arrived so fast, she didn't get any of the warning signs. It seized her completely, her body shaking under him, and Michael never slowed down, he only fucked her faster. She was so sensitive and overstimulated that a second one followed immediately after, and her body shook even more. She would have fallen to the floor, but he held her strongly. Her abused core was so roughly fucked, it felt sore and burning hot, but thankfully, all of her juice allowed him to keep fucking at the same pace without any problem.

"She's mine," Michael grunted, and if it wasn't for the post orgasmic high she felt, she would have found it weird that he referred to her as the third person. Exactly like he was talking to a third person in the room. "Mine," he continued, gradually fucking her slower. His thrusts were now deep, angry, and everytime, his cock touched the bottom of her core, it made her gasp in pleasure that this kind of pain brought her. "You won't take her away from me," he accentuated what he was saying with rough thrusts that had her eyes roll to the back of her head. It was so good she could feel herself getting closer again.

As she felt his face cuddle in the crook of her neck, she thought he was close to his end. But oh, was she wrong. His thrusts were barely existent now, slow and calculated, and her body was soft, like a doll only good to be used. Everytime he moved, it touched everything inside of her, and she felt her climax so close yet so far, it made her body shake with the overstimulation and the closeness of her climax. Her mouth opened to beg, but then closed. She knew more than to beg when she wasn't allowed. Instead, she clenched down on him and moaned softly, trying to make him understand without words.

"You wanna cum? Huh? Wanna cum so bad you forget how to walk? How to be a human being?" His voice was the same. But something was different. His tone, the words he used and how he said them. It was like someone completely different was in control now, and somehow, it excited her even more. A needy, pathetic moan answered him, and next thing, her core was burning up.

It was burning and buzzing and vibrating, everywhere inside of her, like there was a toy fixed on every single nerve present in her lower body. An electric shock was close to the feeling, everywhere his dick touched, she felt it, her cunt was a living wire that had tiny explosions at the simple contact of his cock. And when Michael picked up his devastating pace, it was too much all at once.

It was an explosion. She was cumming, again and again and again and screaming and moaning, she couldn't stop cumming, and shaking, her body was seized with an uncontrollable surges of pleasure that seemed to never stop. It was so much, her head felt light, so light, white spots and then black spots danced in her sight and for a moment, she was sure she blacked out from the pleasure. But then, her eyes were open, and she was still getting fucked, hard, and the sensation was still there, and she was still cumming and screaming. By now, her legs were covered with her juices with how many times she squirted.

There was even a puddle at their feet.

But Michael didn't stop.

Even when she passed out again, he continued to fuck her. Holding her limp body, exactly like he was only fucking a doll. And even if she was out, her body was still reacting, he was still making her cum endlessly with his grace, and to feel her core shake around him was simply too good for him to stop. To know he owned her, could use her as he pleased, to control her body and mind… that was what Michael craved.

She was his doll after all.

After that one moment, the doll didn't see her owner for a long time.

The next day, she woke up in her bed, cleaned and in fresh clothes. Her body felt amazing, and when she checked, she could find no bruises or traces of what happened. And at first, she thought maybe it was only a dream. After all, Michael never acted like that, never showed emotions. And last night, there were a lot of emotions going on.

There was only one proof that what happened was true. A big box next to her bed, sitting on the nightstand. Did he leave her a gift?

The doll opened the package and now understood it was true. Because inside, there was clothes.

Not clothes, lingerie sets.

Dozens of revealing outfits, lace, thongs and straps. There were no notes with the box, but she knew.

The days turned into weeks and she still knew his absence wasn't because he disliked their night. He loved it too much. He left her with more lingerie. He loved it.

It had been almost two months since she last saw Michael when the men entered her house.

As usual, she was in her room, as motionless as a doll, looking out the window. She saw them arrive, a black car, quite old, parking right in front of the house. Two men got out, something shiny and grey in hand. Guns. And even if it was fast, she recognized one of the two men.

In a couple of seconds, she was dressed and laid down on the bed, waiting for him. It didn't matter if he was coming with another man, she was a doll and would do as he told her, even if it meant please someone else.

But when he opened the door to her room, she knew there was something off. Not only his outfit was different, but his hair too. And the aura she craved, the dominant, strong power he had over her was… almost instinct.

"Michael?" She asked even if she wasn't allowed to speak. The man looking like Michael took some time to process the word that came out of her mouth, and his gaze shift to the floor.

Shame. There was guilt and shame in his eyes and he tried to hide it. But why?

"Son of a bitch," he muttered, and that alarmed the doll. Getting up, she walked to him and took him in her arms.

"It's alright Michael. You can punish me for talking. But please, don't feel bad for leaving me here for so long. It's my duty."

She felt the man tensed under her arms, like the gesture of affection was too much for him. Maybe she went too far after all, hugging him? No, dolls don't hug their owner!

Stepping back, her gaze horrified at the thing she did, she noticed something else.

In the jeans he wore, there was a tent forming.

"Michael?" She asked, tears in her eyes at what would be her punishment.

"A doll doesn't speak, does she?"

He was still not looking at her. But even if his head was down, she knew. Knew his eyes were now glowing blue. The aura changed then, a strong, suffocating power circling her.

"You're lucky I found a way out of that jail in his mind. And you're lucky to wear that for me. I still have to decide if I want to punish you or make you cum until you pass out again."

There he was. Michael. Her Michael.

"Dean-"

The other man that came with Michael was thrown onto the wall immediately and fell to the floor, unconscious.

"Told you, Dean, she is mine. I knew you would lower your guard when you would see her. You fucked her as much as I did, after all…"

And like that, Michael made his decision. And he was inside of her before she even touched the bed.

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chimerazodiac · 2 years

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Random Supernatural Archangel Question/Theory: If true vessels are through a bloodline... and Michael could possess John... does that mean Michael's vessel bloodline is from the Winchester bloodline & Lucifer's is from the Campbell bloodline? Does that mean Lucifer could've possessed Mary?

#spn #supernatural #spn theory #supernatural theory #spn question #supernatural question #spn archangels #supernatural archangels #spn michael #supernatural michael #spn lucifer #supernatural lucifer #john winchester #mary winchester #mary campbell

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godofstory · 2 years

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Michael: Name a more iconic duo than my crippling fear of abandonment and my anxiety. I'll wait.

Adam: You and me

Michael, tearing up: Okay.

#midam #adam milligan #michael shurley #supernatural michael #michael spn #supernatural

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babybratbat · 3 days

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I write fanfics(custom to whoever)

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-Lucifer (Hazbin and Gaiman)

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I don’t wanna write a huge list

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emomarktwain · 1 year

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Incorrect quotes as stuff my family's said (part 6)

Lucifer: Ding ding it looks like someone was right

Gabriel: omg Lucifer turned into a game show button

Castiel: then who's the host?

Gabriel: I'm the host duh

Castiel: what about contestants

Gabriel: They can be dad and Michael

#supernatural #incorrect quotes #supernatural castiel #supernatural gabriel #supernatural michael #supernatural lucifer #spn incorrect quotes

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mad2001-4 · 7 months

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Michael, with Saint clinging to his right side, Cael in his arms, and Zion slightly behind him: Don't ever talk to me or my children again.

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or alternatively

Raphael, holding Hadriel in his arms, glaring: Don't ever talk to me or my child again.

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jokingmisfit · 1 year

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Yandere ABC’s Archangel Michael

(I used this image but I do talk about which ones I think are different when he is in Adam)

Affection: How do they show their love and affection? How intense would it get?

Before the cage Michael was a lot more reserved. He refused to even make physical contact with you. Michael would however randomly appear to protect you from any and all danger, which was pretty confusing given the fact he barely talked and only ever looked at you.

After the cage Michael is almost completely the opposite in his affections. He still takes care of all danger that comes your way, but now he’s much more physical. He’s grabby and rough. He doesn’t mean to be, but he’s so scared of losing you. Michael's always showing you affection now. He holds you in his lap, holds you while you’re both standing, and just hovering around. His favorite thing to really show you he loves you is to make you food (and you bet your ass he’s gonna watch you eat). He gets to a point where you have to remind him you have things to do because he just won’t let you go.

Blood: How messy are they willing to get when it comes to their darling?

He’s much to possessive for either of you to handle. Michael can’t handle these feelings, so his best way of keeping you safe and his is to “take care” of the problem. He will kill so many beings all in your name.

Cruelty: How would they treat their darling once abducted? Would they mock them?

Before the cage Michael stays distant. He pretends that your statements and anger don’t bother him but it definitely does. He tries his best to make you happy, but he doesn’t know what he’s doing. He’ll only mock you if you try to escape, telling you how stupid and weak you are.

After the cage Michael is a bit delusional, so when he kidnaps you he tries to act like nothing is different. When you try to deny his affections and get angry he’ll panic a bit. His mind can’t handle your rejections even if you’re just telling him he needs to give you your freedom. He would never mock you for your feelings, he knows how upsetting being trapped feels.

Darling: Aside from abduction, would they do anything against their darling’s will?

Touching and invading privacy. Michael has no boundaries. He’ll make you stay wrapped in his arms and help you shower, but he won’t force sexual contact.

Exposed: How much of their heart do they bare to their darling? How vulnerable are they when it comes to their darling?

Before the cage Michael told you barely anything. He barely talked to you. He just hovered and watched you.

After the cage he gives you everything. Michael wants everything from you and in return he’s willing to give you his everything. He’ll tell you about his family, being a soldier, the cage, and who he truly is beneath it all.

Fight: How would they feel if their darling fought back?

Michael hates it. It makes him livid when you try to leave. After the cage he’s more emotional and clingy, and before the cage he’s stiff and insulting.

Game: Is this a game to them? How much would they enjoy watching their darling try to escape?

This isn’t a game and he gets no pleasure from you trying to leave.

Hell: What would be their darling’s worst experience with them?

He’s relatively mild in his actions so the worst is most likely the abduction.

Ideals: What kind of future do they have in mind for/with their darling?

He doesn’t know what he wants for the future all he knows is he wants you around.

Jealousy: Do they get jealous? Do they lash out or find a way to cope?

Constantly. Michael will threaten or kill whoever is making him feel this way. The only way for him to “cope” is you cuddling up to him and distracting him with affection.

Kisses: How do they act around or with their darling?

Before the cage he’s distant and observant. He’ll watch you and hover around. He’s stiff and only after a while will he actually make physical contact. When Michael does make contact it’s soft and short lived. He remains soldier like and refuses to come out of that role.

After the cage Michael will be as touchy and excitable as a rescued puppy. He’s affectionate and sweet to you, but will turn on a dime going stiff and glaring/threatening everyone else. He’s still a strong soldier but for you he’s the sweetest angel to know.

Love letters: How would they go about courting or approaching their darling?

Michael doesn’t really try to court you, he just hangs around till he takes you away.

Mask: Are their true colors drastically different from the way they act around everyone else?

Not before the cage, but after yes. After the cage Michael will be cold and rigid towards everyone else but loving and smiling towards you.

Naughty: How would they punish their darling?

Before the cage Michael’s punishments are limited to rude comments and scoldings.

After the cage he will be more blatant in his actions. Michael will spank you, tie you up, take away the limited freedom you have, dumb you down, baby you, grabbing your wrists forcing you to listen to him recap the rules, and humiliating you (in privacy).

Oppression: How many rights would they take away from their darling?

Before the cage not too many. He may abduct you, but he’ll take you out to roam the gardens in Heaven. He’ll let you shower alone (or at least think you are), he’ll let you eat on your own, and he’ll let you sleep alone (he’s watching you tho).

After the cage Michael is taking it all away. He’s always with you, he bathes you, showers with you, cooks for you, feeds you, dresses you, sleeps with you, brushes your hair, etc. He wants to be needed for your absolute dependence on him. Everything you do he is a part of.

Patience: How patient are they with their darling?

He’s not very patient in any sense. If you try to escape or “break the rules” you’ll be punished. He won’t wait long before taking you. And he doesn’t care if you return his affections he’ll still do what he does.

Quit: If their darling dies, leaves, or successfully escapes, would they ever be able to move on?

Michael’s going to lose his shit in any of these situations. He’ll be tearing the world and everything above/below trying to either revive you or find you. Once he has you back he’s 10x more watchful, and you’ll never be let go again.

Regret: Would they ever feel guilty about abducting their darling? Would they ever let their darling go?

Yes he will feel guilty (a bit), but Michael won’t ever let you leave.

Stigma: What brought about this side of them (childhood, curiosity, etc)?

Michael is the strongest soldier his father had. His role was to be the fighter. He takes care of things, but since everything that’s happened he feels beside himself. He feels like he has no purpose. Then he finds you and everything Michael feels is erased when he watches you.

Tears: How do they feel about seeing their darling scream, cry, and/or isolate themselves?

He doesn’t like it. It makes him hate himself and whether Michael is trying to act unbothered or coddle you he can’t help this pit in his stomach telling him he’s a monster.

Unique: Would they do anything different from the classic yandere?

He’s not going to kill your family or your friends, he want’s to one day meet them as your partner and see where you came from.

Vice: What weakness can their darling exploit in order to escape?

His love. Both before and after the cage he can’t stand seeing you hurt in any way. You can use his love for you against him by telling him he’s hurting you or you’d love him more if he did ___. If you’re slick enough you can exploit this to get a LOT.

Wit’s end: Would they ever hurt their darling?

He can be a bit rough, but only a few bruises and he’ll heal them for you immediately.

Xoanon: How much would they revere or worship their darling? To what length would they go to win their darling over?

Before the cage Michael found you fascinating and beautiful. He adores you for sure and would do a lot for you. He didn’t worship you, he only worships God.

After the cage he is much more obsessive. He’s at the point where his emotions mean more than his duties to his father. His adoration has become full blown worship. He praises you everyday, spending hours letting you know exactly what he sees in you.

Yearn: How long do they pine after their darling before they snap?

Before the cage it’ll take a life or death situation. Your life had to have been on the line. As soon as the problem is dealt with he’s whisking you away to the safety of heaven.

After the cage Michael is too mentally unstable so he’ll probably last only a few days. He sees literally everyone and thing as a threat, so he’s hiding you away, simple solution to him.

Zenith: Would they ever break their darling?

No, even with his overbearing presence he’s caring enough to take care of you physically and mentally.

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