#wings things

2 tru

-What is the character afraid of?

nice twin fears vying for supremacy: getting dragged back either home or to their liege and their keepers going right back to the way things were AND what if that doesn’t happen WHAT THEN

also really nervous about alienating people, they want really badly to be worthy of people’s trust and faith, but like. they’re so chock full of anger and impulsive decisions and fear of hurting just normal people, they’re afraid even to try to be the hero they’d like, really like to be

(they still try all the time because they agree to favours and bargains before thinking them through)

-How do they deal with bad memories?

whew let’s just. suppress that shit down there, yeah. there are so many? hard to block em all out. i think they pick a lot of fights when they’re feeling Depressed just because Emotions are running all over looking for a distraction and a release

-What is this character’s role in a horror movie?

gets so afraid of running from the horror that they get mad; confronts horror with not nearly enough preparation and gets Extremely Murdered

-How do they hide their secrets?

avoidance is always a good tactic. also has really been throwing themself into a totally different look so is mostly unrecognizable as their mortal self and only so recognizable as the Dark Prince

-Which of the Seven Deadly Sins does the character relate to most?

-How does this character sleep? (Position, sleeping habits, bedtime routines)

Not uh. not super well. They’re really paranoid about their liege coming after them (or sending the hounds out, so to speak), and they don’t really have any friends or allies yet so sleep is always interrupted by them waking up like “shit! shit! i could be dead!!” and then of course nothing is even happening and they have to try to get back to sleep. sleeps on their side with their arms in defensive pose (fists included) in front of their face

-What are their pyjamas like?

used to be, gorgeous silk and lace and embroidered things, white and pastels, flowers and birds. THEN used to be a super soft, rich tunic from the giant closet they had while working for their deathlord. now, like, pretty much the one outfit they have on them, soft gi pants. they don’t bind at night but they do wrap their red waist sash around their torso sort of randomly to keep covered. if they were safer it would probably be loose pants, no shirt

-What do they dream about usually?

NOT FUN, a lot of running dreams, running away from home and running away from their liege and then just running from sort of faceless pursuers in general. sometimes has extremely frustrating sexy dreams about being the Dark Prince again with hot masc clothes of highest quality and everyone being all over them, but wakes up almost more mad at these than about the fear dreams

-How neat/tidy is this character?

i think naturally they don’t really remember to pick up after themself? like in life they had a whole pack of servants to ensure they never had to wash their own hair or do up their buttons or pick up anything they dropped… and then this was basically repeated in photo negative after getting picked up by their deathlord. “thankfully”?? now??? they don’t have a lot of possessions, but they still sort of sigh in the morning having to pick it up from where they’ve dropped it all

-How affectionate is this character?

lcjkfidlqifnoqs okay wait I’ve had so many friends who have been into this series for years and they’ve been telling me I should read it😩I know it’ll probably bang so good and be my exact brand of insanity but I haven’t read stuff in so long (save for the danmei’s I’ve been consuming at an insane rate)

2. What are your OC’s food preferences (flavors/textures/spiciness/calories/ when and how they eat) and how did they get that way?

Wings’ absolute food priority is getting to choose it out themself. Does the place have a menu? Can they change stuff about it? Is it (the best) a buffet? They spent a long time having their food choices (and worse, amounts) dictated to them so now all they want to do is pile a lot of stuff on a plate and know that even if they don’t like half of it, they put it there. 

Their top choice would be a buffet full of like, giant cartoon drumsticks, roasted vegetables with maple butter on em, half a loaf of bread, a topped-up glass of beer, and a couple different pies or cakes. Wings does not come close to eating all of this, they just sort of eat a bite of whichever whenever and it is heaven

3. What’s something pointless/petty/unimportant that IRRATIONALLY ANNOYS THE HELL out of your OC?

they hate when their clothes look wrinkled or dirty but they are too mad to sit back and fold it themself, so they throw it on the floor just to get to throw their clothes on the floor, and then in the morning they are all pissed about it. and then they’re angry about missing having servants because in reality it sucked but still, clothes. Wings unsurprisingly irrationally annoys the hell out of themself

18. What’s the trashiest item in your OC’s wardrobe, when was the last time they wore it and why do they still have it?

A/N: This is a part of, well, not quite a series, but a 10 part drabble, inspired by a ‘Types of Kisses’ post. Each new kiss is from a different angel. They’re not full one shots, so they’ll be short, but hopefully enjoyable nonetheless.

Quick, Goodbye Kiss

“Hannah? Hannah, where are you?” you called out, peeking down the hall in an attempt to find your girlfriend. “Come on, Hannah, I’ve got to go to work!”

“But you’re always at work,” she sighed from behind you.

“Yes, and you’re always off with your boyfriend,” you teased her, giggling at the blush creeping across her face.

“He’s not my boyfriend!” she exclaimed indignantly. “He’s a busy man who needs all the help he can get. It takes a lot of organization to run a rebellion against Heaven.”

“Oh relax,” you laughed. “I’m just pulling your chain. But I do seriously gotta go.”

“Awww.” She sighed before giving you a quick peck on the lips. “Now go be awesome.”

A/N: This is a part of, well, not quite a series, but a 10 part drabble, inspired by a ‘Types of Kisses’ post. Each new kiss is from a different angel. They’re not full one shots, so they’ll be short, but hopefully enjoyable nonetheless.

Distracting Kiss

It was so nice when the boys went out to hunt. Even if they were like brothers to you, they were also obnoxious at times, and way too overprotective. The only time you ever got to see your boyfriend was while they were out of the bunker. After all, it’s not like you could tell them you had hit it off with the Devil himself.

“Take that!” you exclaimed, shouldering him as your car pulled ahead.

“Oh just you wait…” he muttered, as sinister grin creeping across his face. You merely raised an eyebrow at him before you leaned forward, focused entirely on beating him.

That was your big mistake.

With all your attention on racing, you didn’t notice Lucifer scooting closer to you. Then, he attacked. It was quick, but effective. Your mind still tried to process the kiss as his car pulled ahead of yours and crossed the finish line. Once you noticed that, you realized his plan. “That’s no far! You cheated!” you exclaimed.

“Now, now my dear, I did nothing of the sorts!” he proclaimed indignantly. “I merely created a more suitable environment for myself.”

“Now I see what the boy’s mean when they saw you’re evil,” you pouted.

Lucifer dropped the controller and stared at you in feigned shock.”Me? Evil?” he scoffed. “That’s so last year. I’m an angel!”

A/N: This is a part of, well, not quite a series, but a 10 part drabble, inspired by a ‘Types of Kisses’ post. Each new kiss is from a different angel. They’re not full one shots, so they’ll be short, but hopefully enjoyable nonetheless.

Breathtaking Kiss

A trickster, an archangel, a god - Gabriel was many things, but first and foremost, he was your crush.

Obviously, you knew nothing would come of it. You were simply a human, and he was, well, he was perfection incarnate. Confident, strong, handsome, caring. You couldn’t fathom how some disliked him.

“Oh darling, how you do make me blush,” a familiar voice chortled. You spun around and there, sitting on your counter with an oversized lollipop in his hand, was the angel himself.

“Gabriel, I thought we said that you had to tell me when you’re arriving!” you exclaimed, trying furiously to keep the blush off your face. You knew you were failing, but at least he had the good sense to not mention it.

“I know, but I have a surprise for you and if I told you I was coming, that would ruin the fun,” he pouted, drawing out a sigh from you.

“And what is it this time? Has some poor man contacted the aliens? Or has their eyes been pecked out because their lips were out too far?”

“None of the above.” A grin spread across his face as he slid off the counter and sauntered up to you. Then, the unexpected happened,as it normally does when Gabe’s involved.

He kissed you.

The second his lips met yours, you forgot how to function. It was all you ever thought it would be, and more. You couldn’t tell how much time had passed before he withdrew, but it wasn’t long enough.

Gabriel stared proudly at you as you attempted to catch your breath. Eventually, you managed to bring yourself back to the present. “W-what the hell, Gabriel!?” you stammered, trying to process what just happened.

“I just had to check something before I asked you,” he chuckled. “Would you like to go out with me?”