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The nephilim's
𝓘'𝓶 𝓱𝓮𝓻𝓮 𝓽𝓸 𝔀𝓻𝓲𝓽𝓮 𝓪 𝓵𝓲𝓽𝓽𝓵𝓮 𝓪𝓫𝓸𝓾𝓽 𝓶𝔂 𝓯𝓪𝓷 𝓯𝓲𝓬𝓽𝓲𝓸𝓷𝓪𝓵 𝓬𝓻𝓸𝓼𝓼𝓸𝓿𝓮𝓻𝔀𝓸𝓻𝓵𝓭.
𝓸𝓬 𝓫𝓲𝓸: 𝓝𝓪𝓶𝓮: ����𝓱𝓪𝓻𝓵𝓲𝓮 (𝓬𝓱𝓪𝓻𝓵𝓸𝓽𝓽𝓮) 𝓪𝓰𝓮: (𝓼𝓪𝓶𝓮 𝓪𝓼 𝓳𝓪𝓬𝓴) 𝓰𝓮𝓷𝓭𝓮𝓻: 𝓕𝓮𝓶𝓪𝓵𝓮 𝓢𝓮𝔁𝓾𝓪𝓵𝓲𝓽𝔂: 𝓟𝓪𝓷𝓼𝓮𝔁𝓾𝓪𝓵 𝓢𝓹𝓮𝓬𝓲𝓮𝓼: 𝓝𝓮𝓹𝓱𝓲𝓵𝓲𝓶 𝓱𝓪𝓵𝓯 𝓪𝓷𝓰𝓮𝓵 𝓱𝓪𝓵𝓯 𝓭𝓮𝓶𝓸𝓷 𝓱𝓮𝓲𝓰𝓱𝓽: 𝟓.𝟏
𝓹𝓪𝓻𝓮𝓷𝓽𝓼: 𝓐𝔃𝓲𝓻𝓪𝓹𝓱𝓪𝓵𝓮/𝓒𝓻𝓸𝔀𝓵𝓮𝔂 𝓫𝓮𝓼𝓽 𝓯𝓻𝓲𝓮𝓷𝓭: 𝓙𝓪𝓬𝓴 𝓚𝓵𝓲𝓷𝓮 (𝓽𝓱𝓲𝓼 𝔀𝓸𝓻𝓵𝓭 𝓽𝓪𝓴𝓮𝓼 𝓹𝓵𝓪𝓬𝓮 𝓪𝓯𝓽𝓮𝓻 𝓼𝓮𝓪𝓼𝓸𝓷 𝟐, 𝓐𝔃𝓲𝓻𝓪𝓹𝓱𝓪𝓵𝓮 𝓵𝓮𝓯𝓽 𝓽𝓸 𝓰𝓸 𝓽𝓸 𝓱𝓮𝓪𝓿𝓮𝓷. 𝓒𝓻𝓸𝔀𝓵𝓮𝔂 𝓱𝓪𝓭 𝓶𝓸𝓼𝓽𝓵𝔂 𝓽𝓪𝓴𝓮𝓷 𝓬𝓪𝓻𝓮 𝓸𝓯 𝓬𝓱𝓪𝓻𝓵𝓲𝓮. 𝓦𝓱𝔂? 𝓱𝓸𝔀? 𝔀𝓮𝓵𝓵 𝓬𝓱𝓪𝓻𝓵𝓲𝓮 𝔀𝓪𝓼 𝓫𝓸𝓻𝓷 𝓲𝓷 𝓭𝓾𝓮 𝓬𝓱𝓸𝓪𝓼 𝓷𝓸𝓽 𝓵𝓲𝓴𝓮 𝓸𝓻𝓭𝓲𝓷𝓪𝓻𝔂 𝓱𝓾𝓶𝓪𝓷𝓼 𝓪𝓻𝓮 𝓶𝓪𝓭𝓮. 𝓼𝓸 𝓷𝓸 𝓽𝓱𝓮𝔂 𝓭𝓲𝓭𝓷'𝓽 𝓶𝓪𝓴𝓮 𝓵𝓸𝓿𝓮 𝓽𝓸 𝓱𝓪𝓿𝓮 𝓱𝓮𝓻. 𝓬𝓻𝓸𝔀𝓵𝓮𝔂 𝓼𝓪𝔂𝓼 𝓪 𝓶𝓲𝓻𝓪𝓬𝓵𝓮 𝓽𝓱𝓪𝓽 𝓼𝓱𝓮 𝓲𝓼)
𝓵𝓲𝓴𝓮 𝓲 𝓼𝓪𝓲𝓭 𝓽𝓱𝓲𝓼 𝓲𝓼 𝓪 𝓬𝓻𝓸𝓼𝓼𝓸𝓿𝓮𝓻 𝔀𝓸𝓵𝓻𝓭. 𝓰𝓸𝓸𝓭𝓸𝓶𝓮𝓼 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓼𝓾𝓹𝓮𝓻𝓷𝓪𝓽𝓾𝓻𝓪𝓵. 𝓱𝓸𝔀 𝓭𝓲𝓭 𝓬𝓱𝓪𝓻𝓵𝓲𝓮 𝓶𝓮𝓮𝓽 𝓽𝓮𝓪𝓶 𝓯𝓻𝓮𝓮 𝔀𝓲𝓵𝓵 𝟐.𝟎? 𝓦𝓮𝓵𝓵 𝓼𝓲𝓶𝓹𝓵𝓮, 𝓪 𝓹𝓸𝓻𝓽𝓪𝓵 𝓰𝓸𝓽 𝓬𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓽𝓮𝓭 𝓪𝓯𝓽𝓮𝓻 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓼𝓮𝓪𝓼𝓸𝓷 𝔀𝓱𝓮𝓻𝓮 𝓽𝓱𝓮𝔂 𝓰𝓸 𝓽𝓸 𝓪𝓵𝓽𝓮𝓻𝓷𝓪𝓽𝓲𝓿𝓮 𝓼𝓾𝓹𝓮𝓻𝓷𝓪𝓽𝓻𝓾𝓪𝓵 𝔀𝓸𝓻𝓵𝓭 𝔀𝓱𝓮𝓻𝓮 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓪𝓹𝓸𝓬𝓪𝓵𝓲𝓹𝓼 𝓲𝓼 𝓰𝓸𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓸𝓷. 𝓪 𝓹𝓸𝓻𝓽𝓪𝓵𝓮𝓭 𝓸𝓹𝓮𝓷𝓮𝓭 𝓲𝓷 𝓪𝓬𝓬𝓲𝓭𝓮𝓷𝓽, 𝓶𝓪𝓴𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓱𝓮𝓻 𝓯𝓪𝓵𝓵 𝓽𝓻𝓸𝓾𝓰𝓱 𝓲𝓷 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓫𝓾𝓷𝓴𝓮𝓻 𝓪𝓯𝓽𝓮𝓻 𝓽𝓱𝓮𝔂 𝓪𝓵𝓵 𝓯𝓲𝓪𝓷𝓵𝓵𝔂 𝓱𝓪𝓭 𝓻𝓮𝓽𝓾𝓻𝓮𝓷𝓭 𝓽𝓸 𝓽𝓱𝓮𝓲𝓻 𝔀𝓸𝓻𝓵𝓭. 𝓶𝔂 𝓲𝓭𝓮𝓪 𝓲𝓼 𝓯𝓸𝓻 𝓳𝓪𝓬𝓴 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓬𝓱𝓪𝓻𝓵𝓲𝓮 𝓽𝓸 𝓮𝓷𝓭 𝓾𝓹 𝓯𝓪𝓵𝓵𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓲𝓷 𝓵𝓸𝓿𝓮. 𝓼𝓱𝓮 𝓳𝓸𝓲𝓷𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓽𝓱𝓮𝓶 𝓼𝓸𝓶𝓮𝓽𝓲𝓶𝓮𝓼 𝓸𝓷 𝓱𝓾𝓷𝓽
#fanfic#fanfiction#good omens#oc#anthony j crowley#aziraphel#supernatural#spn#spnfandom#crossover au#crossover
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Jack kline and Charlie (oc)
see here the two nephilims this is a crossover world
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father daughter bounding
both sleepyheads
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Nephilim moment
Jack Kline and Charlotte having tea time together. GO and SPN crossover
#fanfic#fanfiction#artwork#jackkline#jacknovak#jackwinchester#goodomens#supernatural#crossover au#alternate universe
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Good omens OC
Charlotte, the nephilm in the series. Charlie is the daughter of Crowley and Aziraphale, some might think "but clemi, aren't they both male?" sure they are but in my world she's created by some miracle you could say. both angelic and demonic miracle magic combined, either that or due they are angel/demon they found a way to have a kid.
#fanfic#fanfiction#anthony j crowley#artwork#aziraphel#good omens#good omens fanart#my art#oc#ibispaintx
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New artwork of Charlotte
She’s the daughter of Crowley and Aziraphale.
(don’t ask me how it’s possible because they both are male!) they got charlotte by some miracle they accidentally created both side of magic combined.
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First finnished art on pro creat!🩷
I’ve used to use Ibispaint x, so it’s a big change to learn pro great. but i didn’t have up and finished this one!
Anyone tips for procreat?
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anyone tips for what Software to use for kamnas? 🩷📚
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my favorite supernatural couple aside of Dastiel and Sabiel :))
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Raguel: The Fallen Archangel
Once, Raguel was among the greatest of Heaven’s warriors—an archangel standing proudly beside her brothers Michael and Raphael. But her heart was softer, more hopeful. She believed in compassion over war, trust over suspicion. When she dared to offer mercy to Heaven’s enemies, her brothers turned on her. Branded as a traitor, cast down, abandoned, and stripped of her grace, she fell. Now, Raguel walks the earth, her once-radiant wings darkened. She fights not for Heaven, not for Hell, but for the people who gave her a second chance: Sam and Dean Winchester.
Chapter 1: The Archangel and the Hunters
Sam and Dean never expected an archangel to become part of their ragtag family, but Raguel was different. She understood loss, betrayal, and the pain of being cast aside. The Winchesters had always struggled with destiny, and so had she. She stayed with them, offering her strength when they needed it, helping on hunts, and keeping them alive when things got out of hand. To Dean, she was a stubborn but fiercely loyal sister figure. To Sam, she was a guiding light in moments of doubt. To Castiel, she was his best friend, the only other angel who knew what it meant to lose Heaven’s favor. And to Jack? She was another protector, someone who reminded him that love could exist outside of Heaven’s laws.
Chapter 2: Love, Forbidden
Raguel never expected to love Crowley. A demon, a King of Hell, an enemy of Heaven—he was everything she should despise. And yet… something about him intrigued her. Beneath his sharp tongue and cunning nature, she saw pain, loneliness, and a soul searching for meaning. He called her “Feathers” with that infuriating smirk, always teasing her about her fall from grace. But when the world turned against her, when her wings ached and her heart felt heavy, he was there. It was wrong. Forbidden. Unforgivable. Yet, she loved him. And she knew, deep down, he loved her too.
Chapter 3: The War Within
Raguel battled her own demons—the voice of Michael calling her a failure, Raphael sneering at her weakness, the crushing guilt of falling, the lingering belief that she was useless. She wanted peace. She wanted her brothers to see reason. She wanted Heaven to stop tearing itself apart, to stop treating love as a sin, to stop forcing war upon itself. But could she ever change their minds? Could she ever make them see? Or would she forever be an outcast, longing for a family that no longer wanted her?
Chapter 4: Enemies of an Outcast
🔹 Michael & Raphael – They saw her as a disgrace, a traitor who turned her back on Heaven. They would rather erase her existence than admit she was right. 🔹 Naomi – The cold, calculating angel who sought to bring Raguel back under Heaven’s control—or break her trying. 🔹 The Princes of Hell – They saw her as a dangerous wild card, an angel who fought beside hunters and consorted with the King of Hell. They wanted her dead. 🔹 Billie (Death) – Not an enemy in the traditional sense, but a force of inevitability. She reminded Raguel constantly: There are rules. And those who break them must face the consequences.
Chapter 5: A New Path
Despite the battles, the heartbreak, the moments of doubt, Raguel still hoped. She wanted her family back together—even if Heaven said it was impossible. She wanted to protect those she loved—even if it meant defying the laws of creation. She wanted to be free—to love, to live, to find peace, away from the endless cycle of war. She wasn’t just a fallen archangel. She was a warrior. She was a sister. She was a rebel. She was Raguel. And her story was far from over.
Chapter 6: Chased and Hunted
From Season 1 to Season 15, Raguel was relentlessly hunted—by angels seeking to erase her, by demons wanting to break her, and by the very laws of existence that deemed her an abomination. Every battle wore her down, and every loss deepened the cracks inside her. The one who never gave up on her was Gabriel. Her only brother who still saw her as family. He fought for her, defended her against Michael and Raphael, and reminded her that she was never alone. When Alternate Michael killed Gabriel, something inside Raguel shattered. He was the last thread tying her to Heaven, the last piece of her family that still held her hand instead of striking her down. She fell into a dark place. Chapter 7: The Breaking Point The battles weren’t just external. She fought herself. The weight of her failures crushed her spirit, and the pain of losing Gabriel sent her into a spiral. The thoughts crept in: I am a mistake. I should have never existed. What’s the point of fighting if I always lose? The scars on her body weren’t just from battles. She hurt herself, unable to bear the emotional torment. There were nights she stood at the edge, wondering if ending it would finally bring peace. But every time, someone pulled her back. Crowley found her one night, barely holding on. He didn’t mock her. He didn’t tease. He simply sat beside her, offering a drink and silence. And in that silence, she realized she still had reasons to keep going. Sam and Dean refused to let her give up. They needed her. She wasn’t just a fallen archangel—she was their family. And Castiel, who understood the pain of falling from grace, held her hand through it all.
Chapter 8: A New Future
By Season 15, Raguel had fought through more than she ever imagined. She had lost family, but she had gained new ones. She had battled Heaven and Hell, but she had also battled herself—and won. She would never be accepted by the celestial order. She would never be the archangel she once was. But she had something better. She had love, loyalty, and a family that chose her. For the first time in eternity, Raguel had hope. And that was enough to keep fighting.
#supernatural#spn#spnfandom#spnedit#story#mystory#short story#ocxcc#crowleyspn#samwinchester#deanwinchtser#castielspn#fanfiction#fanfic#fantasy
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Nyx Shadowclaw: The Demon Who Was Never Meant for Hell
Nyx Shadowclaw: The Demon Who Was Never Meant for Hell
The first thing Nyx remembered about Hell was the silence. Not the screaming, not the fire, but the deep, unnatural silence that followed her fall. She hadn't committed a single sin in her life. So why was she here? Chapter 1: The Curse of an Innocent Soul
Nyx was never a saint, but she was far from a sinner. In life, she had been a wandering sorceress, feared and misunderstood for her unnatural power. Her catlike, piercing gaze and shadowy abilities made people whisper of curses and witchcraft. She never hurt anyone—yet they hunted her anyway.
One night, a stranger wrapped in shadows came to her, offering protection in exchange for a simple favor: "When the time comes, all you have to do is accept my gift."
Desperate and afraid, she agreed. But when the villagers came with torches and blades, the stranger's "gift" was not salvation. It was damnation. The moment she accepted his power, she was cast down into Hell.
And he was there, watching. Smiling.
Chapter 2: The Cat Demon and the Radio King
Hell was a place of chaos, and chaos had a king: Alastor, the Radio Demon. He took an interest in her from the moment she arrived. Most souls screamed, begged, or broke down in Hell. Not Nyx. She simply stood up, dusted herself off, and grinned. "You’re an odd one, kitten," Alastor mused. "Most newcomers cry. You? You look ready to fight the whole underworld." "Maybe I am," she shot back. "Maybe I was never meant to be here." That made him laugh. A deep, crackling laugh that set her nerves on edge. Nyx intrigued him. Not just because of her power, but because she was a mystery even he couldn't unravel. No record of sin. No clear reason for being in Hell. And yet… here she was. Their relationship became a game of flirtation, power struggles, and mutual curiosity. Alastor wanted to know her secrets. Nyx wanted to know his. And neither one trusted the other.
Chapter 3: A Rebel’s War—Justice or Revenge?
Nyx soon learned the truth about Hell: it was not just a place for sinners—it was a broken system, full of souls who never deserved to be here. And at the top of it all sat Lucifer Morningstar. He knew why she was here. He knew who cursed her. And he refused to tell her. Fueled by anger, Nyx began rallying the forgotten souls of Hell, forming an underground rebellion. She told herself she was doing it for justice, to fix what was broken. But deep inside, another voice whispered: Or do you just want revenge? Alastor warned her. "Kitten, you keep clawing at the walls of Hell, and you might just find something worse than the Devil himself." She ignored him. And that was her first mistake.
Chapter 4: The Choice That Defines Her
The rebellion was ready. The fight against Hell’s rulers had begun. Fire, shadows, and screams filled the air. And at the center of it all was Nyx, standing before Lucifer himself. "You want the truth?" he sneered. "Fine. The man who sent you here… wasn’t a man at all." And then he said the name. Nyx's breath caught in her throat. It wasn’t possible. The stranger who tricked her—the one who gave her power—wasn’t just a demon. He was one of Hell’s architects. And worse? He was still watching. Waiting. Lucifer leaned in, grinning. "You were never meant for Heaven or Hell, little kitten. You were meant for something much, much worse." Her hands shook. The truth was before her, but now she had to decide.
Would she keep fighting for justice, even if it meant losing herself? Would she seek revenge, even if it made her no better than the monsters she despised? Or would she do something else—something no one expected? Alastor’s voice echoed in her mind. "Hell is a game, my dear. The only question is: do you play it, or do you change the rules?" With a deep breath, Nyx stepped forward. "Then let’s play."
#hazbin hotel#hazbin alastor#hazbin lucifer#hazbin art#hazbin angel dust#hazbin hotel alastor#hazbin fanart#short story#story#fanfiction#fanfic#ocxcc#selfship
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Celeste: The Daughter of an Angel and a Demon
Celeste was unlike any being that had ever existed—a child of both Heaven and Hell. Born from the unlikely love of Crowley and Aziraphale, she carried the best (and worst) of both her fathers. Kind, sweet, and endlessly curious, Celeste found joy in reading, drawing, and baking. But she also carried something else: a deep longing for justice—not just for Heaven or Hell, but for humanity as well.
Chapter 1: A Daughter of Two Worlds
Celeste grew up between realms, shifting from the warm, book-filled sanctuary of Aziraphale’s bookshop to the chaotic, mischievous world of Crowley’s influence. She loved both, but she was neither fully angel nor fully demon.
She adored her fathers. Aziraphale taught her about literature, history, and the beauty of kindness. Crowley showed her the joy of bending rules, of finding loopholes, and of protecting those who couldn’t protect themselves. Together, they raised her with love, humor, and a deep sense of belonging. But the celestial world did not approve. To Heaven, she was tainted. To Hell, she was too soft. She was an anomaly—a dangerous one. And there were those who wanted her gone.
Chapter 2: A Forbidden Love
As Celeste grew, so did her heart’s desires. She found herself drawn to someone unexpected—the son of Maggie and Nina. A mortal, yet full of life and passion, he shared Celeste’s love for justice and peace. Their connection was effortless. They baked together, painted the skies with colors that blurred the lines between angelic grace and human creativity. But their love was a risk. Would Heaven tolerate her love for a human? Would Hell use it against her? Would she be forced to choose between the world she came from and the world she wanted to create?
Chapter 3: Enemies in High Places
Not everyone was pleased with Celeste’s existence. 🔹 Gabriel – Though he had softened over time, he still saw Celeste as a disruption to divine order. A half-angel, half-demon? Unacceptable. 🔹 Beelzebub – They saw Celeste as a threat to Hell’s stability. If demons could be part-angel and still hold power, what did that mean for the hierarchy? 🔹 Metatron – The most dangerous of all. Unlike the others, he didn’t just want Celeste controlled—he wanted her erased. She was living proof that Heaven and Hell were not as different as they claimed. Celeste’s enemies weren’t just demons or angels. They were the system itself.
Chapter 4: A New Path
Celeste wasn’t one to sit back and accept fate. She had seen what love could do. She had watched Crowley and Aziraphale defy their own kind for each other. She refused to believe that the world had to remain divided. She wanted justice. Not just for angels. Not just for demons. But for everyone. With her parents behind her, her love at her side, and a fire in her heart, Celeste set out to change the rules of the game. If neither Heaven nor Hell could accept her… then maybe it was time for something entirely new.
#good omens#good omens 2#good omens fandom#anthony j crowley#good omens fanart#good omens comic#aziraphale#aziraphel#oc#myoc#fanfic#fanfiction
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