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what the fuck. theres not even a fucking joke here. its just the fucking alphabet. i was expecting some kind of fucking meme like “gun” or “john cena” or something like that but no its just the fucking alphabet. here. on tumblr.com. 26 users just fucking banded together to write the alphabet. what the fuck, man.

I think the update broke them, and almost everyone else.

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The sunlight filtered in through the windows, causing Luna to bury her head into Gabriel’s feathers. “Gabriel, would it be too much to ask that morning come at a later time?” She peeked out from his wing, growled softly and pressed closer to him. “Can you make it go away?”

Gabriel chuckles lightly and kisses the top of Luna’s head, “I can’t, but I can do this,” Gabriel snaps and dark curtains cover the windows. “Better?”

Luna looked back up. “Yeah.” she nodded, yawning slightly. “Yet another night of up too late…” She wasn’t complaining, just commenting. She nuzzled his chin, kissing him. “What all did we have planned for today?”

“As far as I know, we decided today was just a day to ourselves. Especially after yesterday,” Gabriel runs his fingers through her hair and sighs.

“So nothing seriously important, good.” Luna purred at his touch, wrapping her arms around his neck and playing with his hair. “So what do you want to do?”

He smiles when she plays with his hair and thinks for a moment, “How would you feel about a trip to Europe?”

“Europe sounds good, been ages since I’ve been back there.” Luna smiled. “We should get up and get ready.” She sat up, pushing the blankets back and getting out of bed. “I’ll need to look more suitable for the humans.” she said, shifting her form, tail disappearing, hair turning black and her ears becoming shorter as her fur vanished to reveal tan colored skin beneath..

Gabriel gets out of bed and hides his wings. He snaps, changing into clothes and fixing his bed head. “Are you picky about where we should go? If not I’m sure we could hop around the continent at our leisure.”

“Nope, not picky at all.” Luna replied as she picked out clothing to wear before stepping into the bathroom for her shower. “Anywhere you like is fine.”

“I’m a little biased towards Norway, you sure you don’t have any preferences?” Gabriel runs his fingers through his hair, and let’s it fall to the side.

“The tribe is from Norway, so no, pick anything.” Luna replied, stepping into the shower and lathering up. When she was done, she stepped back out and dried off, coming back out to get dressed.

Gabriel is sitting on the edge of the bed when she comes back, “Alright, whenever you’re ready, darling.”

Luna quickly got dressed and brushed her hair, tying it back in a pony tail. “Ready when you are.” she said, pulling on her shoes.

“It’s mainly a way for their mates to prove that they’ll be able to provide for their families.” Kali told her. “I remember that much from Luna’s first pregnancy.” She glanced over at the other woman as she nodded at Azrael’s question.

She nodded, “It’s somewhat the same with angels, except the mate goes out and picks fights with others to prove prowess in battle. Food is not necessary in Heaven.” 

“That can happen here if the female has brothers, I’ve got four, so Samhain had his pick. None of them offered for Gabriel, they knew it wasn’t worth it.” Luna shrugged. “And yes, I’ve got entire lists of names, but nothing that wants to be narrowed down yet, nothing keeps repeating.” She put down her cup. “What about angels? How do you pick names?”

She tilted her head, “It’s…a strange phenomenon. I personally never had a child nor a mate, but some of the ones I called friends did. They claimed that the names ‘came to them’” she did airquotes, “like all messages do. It…vibrates through our grace, I suppose is a good way to put it.” She shrugged, “So it’s either that or they didn’t want to admit they spent days looking over lists like you’re doing.”

The sunlight filtered in through the windows, causing Luna to bury her head into Gabriel’s feathers. “Gabriel, would it be too much to ask that morning come at a later time?” She peeked out from his wing, growled softly and pressed closer to him. “Can you make it go away?”

Gabriel chuckles lightly and kisses the top of Luna’s head, “I can’t, but I can do this,” Gabriel snaps and dark curtains cover the windows. “Better?”

Luna looked back up. “Yeah.” she nodded, yawning slightly. “Yet another night of up too late…” She wasn’t complaining, just commenting. She nuzzled his chin, kissing him. “What all did we have planned for today?”

“As far as I know, we decided today was just a day to ourselves. Especially after yesterday,” Gabriel runs his fingers through her hair and sighs.

“So nothing seriously important, good.” Luna purred at his touch, wrapping her arms around his neck and playing with his hair. “So what do you want to do?”

He smiles when she plays with his hair and thinks for a moment, “How would you feel about a trip to Europe?”

“Europe sounds good, been ages since I’ve been back there.” Luna smiled. “We should get up and get ready.” She sat up, pushing the blankets back and getting out of bed. “I’ll need to look more suitable for the humans.” she said, shifting her form, tail disappearing, hair turning black and her ears becoming shorter as her fur vanished to reveal tan colored skin beneath..

Gabriel gets out of bed and hides his wings. He snaps, changing into clothes and fixing his bed head. “Are you picky about where we should go? If not I’m sure we could hop around the continent at our leisure.”

“Nope, not picky at all.” Luna replied as she picked out clothing to wear before stepping into the bathroom for her shower. “Anywhere you like is fine.”

“I’m a little biased towards Norway, you sure you don’t have any preferences?” Gabriel runs his fingers through his hair, and let’s it fall to the side.

“The tribe is from Norway, so no, pick anything.” Luna replied, stepping into the shower and lathering up. When she was done, she stepped back out and dried off, coming back out to get dressed.