“It’s been so long, I don’t even remember how old I am.” + angel!Mads + priest!Brendol
Characters: Mathias/Mads, Hux, Brendol (referenced)
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In the crypts of Saint Anthony’s Church was a secret - a thin, weak secret in a glass tomb. His own body created the only light source like a lamp of ivory skin, malting silver wings that fluttered weakly, and golden threads of hair that curled around his weak thin face. The only one who knew how long he’d been there was the Bishop Brendol Hux, for the majority of his time there the Bishop was the only human he had met. Until his son, the one who asked simply to he called Hux, had one day gone to the crypts out of curiosity from what his father had hidden there. Mathias didn’t recognise him as a member of the Hux family, Brendol was a gigantic, lumbering oaf. His fat bloated body causing loud bangs with every step and his chest constantly wheezing. His skin was red from alcohol, Hux on the other hand was pale, slim, and tall. The only thing that showed any connection to his father was his fiery red hair and sharp blue eyes. Eyes that invoked burning and ice all at one, a light blue base with ash grey flecks throughout. When Hux saw Mathias he froze, his lips parting as he stared in shock.
“Who- what are you?” Hux asked, his voice was weak and uncertain. He stood a fair distance from the glass tomb, he thought the creature beautiful but it was unknown and terrifying.
“What am I…” Mathias began, his voice a soft hum - almost like music. “I came from a place of light, humanity isn’t so defined and solid… I- I suppose you call us- angels? Is that the word?”
“Of course,” Hux simply replied. It sounded unbelievable - but nothing explained that strange creature in front of him. The only way it would make sense is if this was a dream. “How long? Did- did my father capture you? How-”
“I… I have no idea. I can’t sense the passing of days here, let alone weeks, months, or years. All I can do is wait for the-” Mathias paused, he did not wish to offend the one person he had met who didn’t treat him as a toy. “-for the Bishop to come and…”
“Ah. Yes,” Hux said awkwardly and squirmed. He approached the glass tomb, feeling a sense of guilt that made him want to either free the angel or flee.
“I- I don’t remember how old I am. I don’t even remember how old I was when I was captured. I remember- I remember only the crypt with clarity,” Mathias said, his voice filled with a horrific melancholy that engulfed Hux completely. He approached the glass tomb, and pressed his pale, thin hand against the glass. Mathias looked at him curiously and did the same, approaching the young man he titled his head. He noticed that Hux was also dressed as a priest, yet he seemed kinder than Brendol… how strange, he thought.
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"Marcille hates all of Laios' freak traits but loves them in Falin" is honestly a really good joke but... you guys do know it's a joke right?
It's such a funny one I honestly find it impossible to get mad at even when people mistake it for an actual truth about the characters but JUST TO MAKE IT CLEAR
THIS is how marcille reacts when Falin is predictably just as enthusiastic about eating monsters as her brother was.
That is not the face of a woman who thinks this trait is lovely and endearing as long as it's exhibited by the girl she loves. That is the face of a woman who is taking 7d8 psychic damage and yet knows deep in her heart she won't like Falin any less for it.
The way young Marcille reacts to Falin eating berries Marcille can't recognize but Falin knows are safe is pretty similar to how she reacts to eating monsters years later, albeit with more fear than disgust. The difference in her relationships with Laios and Falin isn't just that she's attracted to Falin, it's because the Touden siblings, while similar, are in fact different people. Not just genderswaps of each other.
Also, I think you all already know this, but just to say it: she doesn't actually hate Laios for any of his freak tendencies either. He's one of her best friends. She's just a lot quicker to be outwardly exasperated with him while she's quieter about it with Falin.
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I feel like as a fandom we talk a lot about Crowley trusting Aziraphale to borrow the Bentley, but we don't talk enough about Aziraphale trusting Crowley to look after the bookshop. This is the angel who will only sell a book when faced with no other alternative, whose bookshop is a collection of his favourite things accumulated over lifetimes, and he waits until he's in Edinburgh to ask Crowley not to sell any books. That's some big trust there.
But of course he hasn't. Not one. It's possible one or two have got a little damaged in the 're-organising,' but hey, what's a demonic husband to do?
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it’s actually no surprise that how many angels who actually care for Cas seem to hate Dean and Sam.
because from their pov sam and dean are the bad influence that got their indomitable leader of the garrison Castiel to stray from his path and become this sidekick to two humans
everything Cas gets out of this transaction, this family of his, love, friendship, companionship, feelings, hopes and dreams are things that are alien to the angels
samamdriel said it best, ‘too much heart was always Cas’ problem’ but he said it like it was a bad thing
but for Cas it’s the reason for his existence since he found his family and that’s why he’s the perfect blend of humanity and angelic existence. he’s the middle ground that never was before 🥺
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Vaggie: Angel, you've been really quiet today, something wrong? Cat got your tongue?
Angel: *Scoffs, staring at Husk* Oh, I wish.
Husk: *Chokes on his whiskey*
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RPG MAKER PARADISE
Redid a piece that I made 10 years ago. Comparison below.
You can order a poster of this here
was 13 years old when I made the first one, I only had a mac touchpad!
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OK SO HERE IT GOES
Ok so story time: This was commissioned by the lovely (not to mention patient and supportive) @greypistacchio for her monumental fic Pieces of Paper we Hold, and it’s going to be the cover for the printed version she’s going to sell to raise money for SA survivors. It’s a great initiative and it comes with loads of merch from super talented artists so go.check.it.out. cuz it’s all kinds of awesome! (For real, the art for the merch is superb 😍)
Also it was my first commission ever 🤯 Nearly crapped my pants with nerves, but Gee was crazy enough to entrust it to me and I couldn’t be more grateful cause I’m kinda proud of the result and to be part of a project like this.
Some progress shots under the cut just for fun
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