#heavensent

Angel by @an0nymous-c

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Firstly, I think Scribe would be curious about the angel. He had known of the red clad devil who had captured his brothers soul but an angel? Well of course he must record the coming and going of the kingdom...

Totally why..no other reason that he slid to introduce himself.

"when I heard a piece of heaven had blessed these grounds... I didn't expect said piece to be so.. beautiful. Heaven sent is truly an understatement.." he hummed, arms folded behind his back as he walked up to the larger figure, bending down to kiss the others hand gently. "The scribe. Honored to be in your presence...?"

"the angel? Well they were right about that. Forgive my boldness but the silent grace you hold is fitting of your title...there's a certain level of ethereal charm in oneself when their grace is noticeable without having to boast of such."

He hummed a bit more, observing the other carefully,

His own feathers ruffling on his back just slightly, hands clenching into fists that dug talons into his palms at the urge to preen a fellow nestmate.

Outwardly the scribe is a confident romantic, cutting and charming people with words rather than swords or flowers.

But inside is concern. He sees the damage to the angel and he aches for them, worries for how exposed their form is.

The many wings of his being ache to reach, to see if healing is possible

Only to stop short.

Afraid that he would scorch rather then heal. Afraid his wings will burn the others shadowy form instead of interlocking like a protective layer.

He now understands his brothers fear at his fangs becoming to visible suddenly. Of the beast taking a cowardly role.

For he a being of grace and light suddenly feel the same. Piety claims have never scared him no.

But there's a small thought

That a figure akin to his own soul..might be afraid of him under the mask...frightens him instead.

Be not afraid is a sentiment he has shared of course, no stranger to be way some can not view him without trembling. But for one like himself to feel such fear?

The mere idea fills him with dread.

See she was base of the biblical Ruth, all the members of the red sun are based on a Bible character. Even the prophet is base partially off Angel Gabriel, regardless when it comes to Ruth her biblical counter part was a dedicated women, dedicated to her family, to her belief in God.

masterlist

𑁤 : kamo choso

crybaby

𑁤 : ryomen sukuna

hair loving , doe eyed

𑁤 : kento nanami

𑁤 : suguru geto

𑁤 : satoru gojo

skin2skin , nerdjo , rich gojo

𑁤 : shoko ieiri

valentines

𑁤 : toji fushiguro

: drabble

megumi was officially 10 months old, meaning he was in the stage of crawling & walking a few steps. which means he grabs onto anything sturdy enough to hold his weight to stand up.

and toji, the unfortunate victim to megumi's troubles, has found himself in a grocery store trying to find the right type of coffee you specifically needed. megumi found himself bored of the grocery cart and decided this was the perfect time to cry.

so there sat megumi crying his head off as toji sighed not ready of the 10th cry at 9am.

"okay, okay. i get it." toji sighed grabbing baby megumi by the armpits to settle him into tojis arms.

toji crouched down trying to find the flavor of your liking and letting go of megumi, letting him hold himself comfortably on the shelf.

grabbing a box that seemed familiar, he stood straight reading the ingredients and description, as he stood, he towered over megumi. the baby couldnt help but cry at the sudden shadow looming over him.

but toji was busy reading the ingredients he didn't noticed the baby wailing at the ground grasping on anything & everything.

which is when the baby grabs hold of tojis not so tight sweatpants to pull himself up and reach for "uppies".

tragedy struck, and revealed underneath tojis grey sweatpants, were shamefully, pink hellokitty boxers.

a joke present you got him for christmas, he had no choice since everything else was in the washing.

"what the fu-" toji yelled at the sudden coldness and immediately pulled his pants up, aswell as grabbing the small infant off of the ground. glaring at everyone in 5 meters distance, anyone who could have seen his boxers.

"youre staying inside of the cart. im never going grocery shopping with you again you little bas-" toji was abruptly stopped by the ringtone and buzzing in his pocket.

my love 𖹭

was the caller, "hi doll." toji replied going back to a calm voice, although he sounded calm he was screaming on the inside rushing to get as far away from this aisle as possible.

"you will never guess what your son did just now." toji scowled looking at the baby who happily enjoyed the speeding of the trolley.