#The Guarian

[addictedgallery]

Sacré bleu! Conservative critics were angered by ‘Last Supper parody’, but art historians say the performance looks instead to a 17th-century Dutch work, "The Feast of the Gods" by the artist Jan van Bijlert (1635-40).

Maybe its time for conservative critics to lie back and think of Dionysus instead 🤪

[drowsyearlgrey]

Commission for twitter user

[chaoticas-hell]

When your parents keep accidently admitting that yeah, you're the 3rd and really the only parent to your 15 yr brother:

[exoticcrystal]

Halvuar found a new friend!! Commission for @SamoyoBoi on twitter!

[cupophrogs]

Ok but what if Sebastian it's Gabriel reincarnated (not gonna give spoilers) and he don't like humans since he remember V1 when he look at the expendables since V1 it's the humans child?

I have not played/watched Ultrakill so idk what you’re taking about friend ://

[echerocast]

Avengers: Infinity War

[icamefromadream]

◦•◦Need some Unique AUs for your OCs/OTP? I got you!◦•◦

╭┈◦•◦❥•◦ Angel and Demon AU

╭┈◦•◦❥•◦ Under the Sea AU

╭┈◦•◦❥•◦ Arranged Marriage AU (It could be like Romeo and Julliet OR an AU where they have to get along with one another after an arranged marriage.)

╭┈◦•◦❥•◦Assasins AU

╭┈◦•◦❥•◦ Art School AU

╭┈◦•◦❥•◦ BookStore AU

╭┈◦•◦❥•◦ Army AU

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╭┈◦•◦❥•◦ Beach AU

╭┈◦•◦❥•◦ Celebrities AU

╭┈◦•◦❥•◦ Ceo and Ceo AU (This would be si intresting though)

╭┈◦•◦❥•◦ Butcher shop and Flower shop AU

╭┈◦•◦❥•◦ Circus AU

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╭┈◦•◦❥•◦ Daycare AU

╭┈◦•◦❥•◦ Demon and Demon hunter

╭┈◦•◦❥•◦ Fantasy AU

╭┈◦•◦❥•◦ Illusion AU (Basically both characters hold up illusions on their true reality, whether it's physically or mentally.)

╭┈◦•◦❥•◦ Fashion Designers and Models (This would be so cute as a ship)

╭┈◦•◦❥•◦ Flower Shop AU

╭┈◦•◦❥•◦ God's and Goddesses AU (POSSOBLY MY ALL TIME FAVORITE.)

╭┈◦•◦❥•◦ Amnesia AU

╭┈◦•◦❥•◦ Guardian Angel and Their Human AU

╭┈◦•◦❥•◦ Guarian Angel and Guardian Angel SU (this is definitely a ship)

╭┈◦•◦❥•◦ Ghosts AU

╭┈◦•◦❥•◦ Switch bodies/lives AU

╭┈◦•◦❥•◦ Hollywood AU

╭┈◦•◦❥•◦ HUMAN AU

╭┈◦•◦❥•◦ Ice Skating AU

╭┈◦•◦❥•◦ Library AU

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╭┈◦•◦❥•◦ Scientists AU (Like test subject x Scientist)

╭┈◦•◦❥•◦ Asylum AU

╭┈◦•◦❥•◦ Band AU

╭┈◦•◦❥•◦ Medival AU

╭┈◦•◦❥•◦ Office AU (I had to add in a few classics, come on they're so good)

╭┈◦•◦❥•◦ Reveng story AU

╭┈◦•◦❥•◦ Preist and Demon AU (This doesn't have to be a ship)

╭┈◦•◦❥•◦ Photographer and Model AU

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╭┈◦•◦❥•◦ Superhero and Sidekick/Villain AU

╭┈◦•◦❥•◦ Wedding Crashers AU

╭┈◦•◦❥•◦ Divorced AU

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May 5 2024

[noctuscreatures]

Noctus as a Guarian I’m really thinking on starting doing a fuck ton of guardians and Wof fanart now

[coxinhadoce47-art]

Sheperd of the stars

Now here's a character that never got introduced here even though he's existed since 2020. Jarvel is a sheperd of the stars, he spends six months of the year in the sky guiding stars to their right trajectory, and in the rest of the year he spends on the ground, with his qpps, which includes Ghaterieu

He's one of the many children of Guarian and Jacion, the sun and the moon gods, and he divides this duty with his sister and sometimes other siblings. He's a hybrid between human and the species Hirian also is, but instead of crow inspired he's part peacock

And he's tall. VERY tall. Stick to poke the stars/j

[redtippedfox]

Hi, hope your enjoying your spring break and being to be able to draw in peace. I had another odd question, and it's about Yuma (I think that's her name) and the other sentimonsters Older Marinette created.

How many sentimonsters DID Marinette create? You mentioned that Yuma had brothers and sisters, and the only other one you've mentioned was one called Gemini that conceals emotions.

How do, or would, the corrupted holder and kwamis feel about these new sentimonsters? After all, they were created by their beloved guardian.

1. Yuma is a Changeling based sentimonster that can change Marinette into anything, she’s constantly near Marinette at all times while Gemini is a blockade sentimonster, he’s a small little Pegasus creature that is always flying in the sky. His power is to block the aura of the future Miraculouses from Fu, Tikki or any of the past Kwamis from sensing them. He also blocks Marinette’s emotions from Hawkmoth so she isn’t found out through her emotions. He blocks Marinette’s magic and presence from being felt or sensed. I haven’t drawn him yet since I just got back from camping but I might do it eventually. He’s the brother to Yuma, Celeste, and Sybrus Celeste is a spying sentimonster except instead of a Pegasus she’s more like chameleon based Cow who’s job is to spy on younger Marinette. She can transform into anything around her to blend in. Then there’s Sybrus, a Dog/Snake creature who’s job is to protect Marinette. From anything Akuma or corrupted based

2. First is how the Kwamis living with Marinette feel. Nooroo feels comfortable around the sentimonsters since they weren’t made out of negative emotions like the ones Gabriel made when he was Shadow Moth, These sentimonsters were actually friendly to him. Dusuu is thrilled that her powers are being used for good and that the Guarian is making beautiful creatures out of her powers. Tikki doesn’t mind them but fears that the sentimonsters might be out of control and get them caught.

Corrupted: They don’t really care, they knew the Guardian would use Dusuus powers so they predicted that there would be sentimonsters involved but they are extremely jealous of the sentimonsters that get to be loved and cherished by Marinette the way she used to do to them before they were captured.

[granddaughter-of-shaokahn]

MasterList:Undertale au's

Headcanons

Romantic

Being the girlfriend of passive nightmare (Español)

My guarian (Passive Nightmare)

His precious queen(Nightmare Sans)

You fell for me?(Fell Sans)

my favorite anomaly(Error Sans)

Mr G(Gaster/Undertale)

Platonic

Stay in Undergroud(OG Frisk)

Webs and fire(Muffet and Grillby/Lovedtale and Undertale)

My child(Toriel/Undertale)

Big dad(Asgore)

Chara...be nice please(Chara)

Reactions

One shots

"Good morning,My love"(Nightmare Sans)

I don't fear you...(Bette Noire/Glitchtale)

Honey...wake up(Sans/Undertale)

Oh my lord(XGaster/Xtale)

[piltover-sharpshooter]

GET TO KNOW ME: TOP 10 MOVIES

━━━ list your top 10 favorite movies and tag friends to do the same

( in no particular order. )

1. Schindler's list 2. Kung fu Panda (Franchise) 3.Guarians of the Galaxy (Franchise) 4. Fast 5 5.Into the Spiderverse 6. Rocky 4 (The franchise as a whole too, but mainly 4) 7. Batman the Dark Knight 8. Puss in Boots the Last Wish 9. 12 Angry men (1957) 10. Django

Yes I cheated and added franchises because if not this list would be just guardians of the galaxy and kung fu panda.

Tagged by: @witchcraftandburialdirt thanks for the tag

Tagging: @songofsilentechoes @misstantabismuses @thegoldentigress @asunnydog and whoever else wants to.

[quinntamsin]

Qwynn settled herself, the armor felt strange as she removed her helmet and stared at a small piece of green glass. It appeared to be sea glass, but any sensor would reveal its partial radioactivity. Glass creauted in the fire of genocide and a dying world.

"My lady, we should make for Kalevala,' Qwynn heard one of her guardsmen. As members of her small Clan they were her warriors-at-arms, and just as he spoke, she made her decision.

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Episode 1 | Chapter 17: The Apostate

We are reminded of the interactions from Season 2 of Mando and the end of the Book of Boba. Din Djarin is no longer a Mandalorian creed as stated by the Armor. Onlly the holy waters of Mandalore itself can return his status as a member of the Mando'ade.

We open on a scene where the Armorer is prearing a pice of Beskar, a mythosaur skull hangs above her work. She appears to be forging a new helmet, has someone else joined the Children of the Watch. Is this a sign for the coming of the new Manda'lor? Several other Mandlorians in full armor wait outside holding banners showcasing various Clan and House banners. This appears to be Din's past as a joined. As there are two Mandorlians there with Clan Krize markings.

I wonder if this kid is Din, the helmet color seems off.

"This is the way. "

We hear more about the Creed and the oath one takes to never remove their helmet. As the kid swears to never remove the helmet a massive crocodilian like creature comes attack. It eats one guarian and the younglings flee as the various warriors open blaster fire. They take to the sky and land atop it to attack, only the Mandoade are this skilled and brave. As several detonators go off we watch  one mando tossed hard against the rock as others unleash their grapples. The Creature is held as more ar injured. Is THIS a mythosaur or some other great crature.

It looks like a massive crocodilian mixed with a turtle with the huge carpace scutes on its back. The armor joins the fray to rescue a downed warrior and is tossed by the attack. Our little youngling stands over her facin down the creature as the Clan Visla member shoots.

A massive bolt hits it and we see the Naboo Speeder. This is not a memory, this is the Tribe! They have started inducting more foundlings and Din of the Mudhorn clan is there with Grogu. Back inside the forge we see the Armorer beneath the mythosaur. The Armor berates Din for actions and as he talks of redemption. He gives her a relect and they speak of the Purge. He states his intentions to find the hiddne waters and be redeemed.

Again, we see how religious ferocity can help with hope, but can also cause unnecessary issues. But, as a door closes another opens. Din jumps to a hyperspeed route heading to the ancient home of all Mando'ade. In the shadow of Concord Dawn, and the sands of mandalore he will find solace. Grogu watches the stream of hyperspace as a strange almost squid shaped form appears.

is that one of the weird hyperspace whales from rebels. And yup, its them. Seeing them in a more realistic portrayal makes them far more ominous than friendly as they were before. Upon reaching a planet (which I think is the primary one from season 2) we see a modest outpost and starport. This place, Neavarro reminds m more of Tytho in Season 2, and is definitely rough. But it has plenty of greenery with a touch of dry sun.

Grogu floats around and we see many animals including monkey-lizards. Din says much has changed, and they walk past a small street band while coming to stop as a droid monument. Its a bounty droid from Season 1. Now Karge (aka a big whig in the Bounty Hunter's Guild is a Republic Magistrate)! Nevarro is a trade spur of the infamous Hydian Way, and the planet is starting to prosper about the terror of Moff Gideon.

I wanna say watching Grogu spin in the chair was, so fucking cute. Karga asks about why Grogu was back and mentions of his Exile and Grogu's return. Grogu, of course, uses a force pull to steal some food. A droid appears to speak of Pirate trouble and we find some aliens harssing a brown protocol droid. The captain, Vane, talks about a drink.

So it sees that they want to drink in the school (formerly a bar) and he mentions a bit of treasure used to build it. Greef Karga tells them they can drink in his office and they start tossing insults. this pirate pudu thinks he can just push folk around. Grou floats around semi-interested as the two have a face off with their blasters. Vane gets his gun shot out of his hands and the rest of his crew are mowed down for trying to draw in h is defense.

We switch back as the two talk about the need for a standing peace officer on the trade port. Greef wants to make Nevarro an independent colonial outpost. So Din wants G-11 back, and the statue gets pulled apart to rebuild him. having a handy trustworthy droid is a tad of a character development for a man who use to outright hate them.  By the Codes G-11 could be Mandalorian, if they decide to go that route I'll be so damn happy.

Our friend pops to life, his upper body raising as his "eyes and sensors" swivel around. he starts spouting bondsman guild code at every and tries to seize Grogu. This scene was pretty damn great, I do like how it was the protocol droid who killed him. It's sad we saw G-11 will have to be rebuild. His update programming redone. The Magistrate talks a game and suddenly we runinto a little friend from "Rise of Skywalker", its the Anzellans! If you guys remember DuDER was an Anzelan who featured heavily in the last New Trilogy story.

Small little aliens about six inches tall and seeing them work with Din sitting crosslegged  is great. Even better is Grogu being a silly Toddler and trying to squeeze the poor droidsmith. All seems lost when the inform Din of his friends ruined memory cuircuit but all that changes as he learns he just needs a new one.

Leaving, we watch as Din explains a few things and out pops Vane along with two mooks in cheap A-Wing copies. The idiots decide to pick a dogfight with a Naboo Fighter, one of the fastest snubfighters in modern galactic history. Idiots, he spins around an asteroid and blasts one head one. More pirates pop up forcing Din to bo and weave among the floating rocks. What I like the most was how Din spooked the shit out of our mixed alien pilots. Thoroughly reminding them that a mando'ade in a claw fighter is dangerous, but stick one in an even faster ship and you die.

They draw him to the primary pirate King Gorian Shard. Shards Makeup is astoudning giving us a strange ape like species with weed and vine-like hair. Loved it.

Away from the Pirates we land on Kalevala (nice naming a planet after a Finnish Epic). We land on the outskirts of a mssive castle in the traditional Mando'ade style. heavy geometric and triangular designs. Enter, we instantly know whose land this is. The Nite Owls and by extensin, Bo-Katan and Clan Krize rule here. Bo gave up after her forces. And she points out how the Children splinted the loyalty of the Mando'age. How her forces split away because she didn't have the saber.

He informs her of his quest as she gives him a location as she decides against aiding him. Poor Bo she watched her own sister die, and failed to act in Duchess Satines sted. Leading a dead Clan there isn't much more she can do.

Episode 2 | Chapter 18 - The Mines of Mandalore

We are given a memory of the past. Of the fall of the House of kryze and the Deathwatch. How the ending of Clan Wren igniting the Clan unification fell again. Will the Mines be proof of the healing of Mandalore, what will Sundari show us?

On Tattooine a Rodian argues with certain crabby repair shop owner we all love.  After a little bit of complaining the two whine at each other about work. The Rodian leaves and the Jawas appear to put it all back together. Ah yes, an old scam with jawas included. Their little conjob is ruined when din arrives in his Fighter, the chrome exerience shining the triple light of the suns.

Grogu leaps into Peli's arms using a force jump and we learn that the IG Circuit is pretty rare. Peli immediately advertise an R5 astromech who actively shows fear about spelunking. Offering a free astromech port and giving him a oil bath he's bought by Din. Now with a scaredy cat R5-D4 mech in tow they head off in the wake of the celebrations of Boonta Eve. Now, as they come from the black of space they fly over the torn landscape of Mandalore.

Massive swirling electrical storms drift across the ancient homeworld's surface. Apparently, Din never lived on Mandalore itself and instead grew up on Concoria, which is an old Death Watch powerbase. They dip into the storms of manalore as rain and lighting blights their view. The light barely creeps and when they break through a massive glassed landscape lays out before them. Fusion bombing has destroyed the ability to use interspace communcations. We look at the glassed ruins of Sundari itself, where House kryze held sway over an entire alliance of planets.

R5 ignores an order and gets booted outside (or dropped) to do his job. I like how we get a cowardly Droid, but also that Din is kind of seeming to care. I can still sense that shit is about to go down as R5 trails across the ground. He disappears behind a small rocky outcropping (which I'm betting he's going to disappear from in classic R2 style). Yup, he immediately disappears on the sensor, Grogu make a worried trill and pushes Din to go after him.  Around the same bit of rock and into a cave he goes, dark greenish light being the only source there is.

The greenish tint to the fusion glass gives it a strange ethereal feeling. He happens upon a sigh, an old city, is this Sundari or what was once under Sundari. Then a group of crudely dressed reptoid creatuers with four eyes and tusks appear. they almmost look like the Taungs from starwars legends, only far more brutish in appearance. So what are these things, they wield what are obviously forged weaponry (specifically axes). Din retrieves R5 and we learned Mandlore still has breathable air. What is wrong with it then?

Why has there been no attempt to retake the homeworld? This interests me and I feel a sense of disquiet as Din uses his jetpack to lower himself down. A massive opening, well more of a giant abyss filled with pipe opeings meets their gaze as pipe after pipe passes by we see the opening tunnels of an ancient sewer. Are those "Taungs" down there. As Din goes forward a green and glowing eyed reptile barks at him. The water of the dark of the tunnel shows more growling lizards along with massive collapse from the Purge.

But we find a much more obvious means to the mines which while still damaged is open. This is the way.

Din watches the ground and ceiling. I'm guessing he's looking for a mixture of threats and alos maybe more on his people. In the dirty, half buried we see an open visored helm. One ages old and covered in rust before a giant mech pops to life and grabs him. Holy shit, its some weird giant bettle mech. Fuck I wanted a basalisque war droid!

Grogu drifts after the Droid which has Din in its jaws and we pass pile after pile of abandoned helmets. How many mandlorians have died. Bits of metal, chains and other debris cover the room as the droid drops the its victims cage before going offline. We are then reminded as an eye moves past the droids red sensor, that is in fact a strange cyborg entit. And yup, out comes a monster creepier than General Grevious.

In a ghoulish fashion the creautre which is just what appears to be a brain and spine in a metal frame goes to work. It bears a shock stick in one hand and disappears from Grogu's sight. The kid gets closer to Din and keeps an eye while the monster combs through the debris of its den. Moving to free his father Grogu flees and force jumps to his pod. runs, and is attacked by one of the strange lizards. Dodging he makes it to the top and is in the home stretch, but our stupid other monster appear. Tossing the four-eyed creature he heads to the ship gives the order to fly.

R5 sets the fighter in geer and we pan to Bo-Katan's palace, and lone droid addressing "your majesty". As the fighter comes into view she talks about ending it. Too bad shes going to pick a fight with a baby yoda. She seems, curious, and after they get the info from R5 and fly to mandalore. Seeing the destroy city she comments, "it didn't always look like this". Bow has the kid lead the way as she heads out in full armor, her Nite Owl helm glistening in the sun of her world. Meanwhile, R5 watches from the ship.

Their entry belies the danger and Bo isn't playing this fast and loos. her gaze is sweeping everything and just as she reaches the precipe she gazes upon her charnel house of a home. A tomb where once the House of kryze held Court. Lilke before, we descend, Bo-katan seemingly feeling the nostalgic trauma connected to the nightmare in front of her. They pass the same piples Din did and Grogu hesitates about the lizzard.

"I know that you are frightened." Bo reassures Grogu that she needs hi. This kid isn't just a kid, he is a Mandalorian (burn whatever the Children of the Watch say). She talks to Grogu about how the Jedi and Mando'ade fought as one. Sensing danger she blasts open the ceiling and  ends the alien orcs in a few concise blows.

So the monsters are Alamites, and it's good to learn  more. This means our monster friend who seems intent on eating Din or maybe devouring his fluids, is something from the past as well. It does have four arms, but it can't be general Grevious. Which makes me wonder what horror of Mandalorian mythology are we witnessing. Pushing her the creature forces her to the ground after three strikes.

She draws the Dark Saber and fights with it, seemingly killing it, but only injuring the base frame. It heads for its monster frame and yup we get to see Bo being a bad ass bitch for international women's day. She slwys the beast with the Dark Saber, after Din lost it. Technically, I believe that would count as a trial by Creed. Saving one's life and using a legendary weapon to meet means that yes, she is Manda'lor. Or at leas thte one to teach the true Manda'lor.

"A great society, now a memory."

Waxin poetic about the ashes of Mandalore and we learn more about her history. She ruled and failed. Feeding him pog soup (a Mando stape which he tastes for the first time. We get more discussion on philosophy about the Creed and Bo's more liberal take on being Mandalorian. She agreeds to take him, and we are drawn back to the dark. Bo acts as another exposition dump and we get a pretty common concept. A warrior group divided by their own infighting. The Manda'lor is much like a nomadic ruler who unites the clans.

The two talk futher about the history of mandlore and Clan Kryze. He utters "this is the way" to her in an amiable fashion. Showing respect for the former Lord of Clan kryze. Finally, after a bit of drama and horror we witness the Living Waters themselves. Kryze recites a plaque and Din takes off his helmet. We see a reenactment of the scene before where the Armor was baptizing the child. But just as he steps lower, Din is dragged undr by something.

Bo-Katan drops low, and sims to find him, and she does deep at the bottom, only her jetpike giving her thespeed to head forward. What she finds is a literally fucking Mythosaur. A massive ancient alient Dragon which shouldn't exist. Breathing hard, we break, making me wonder what will happen next.

Gay Canon

The Mandalorian continues to provide a lot lot of good sources for gay content. While some could easily ship Bo-Katan with someon I'd rather stick with someone like Ahsoka or even Barris. Din is the lost child child of an extremist religious faction. None of the actions I see him and Bo doing equal them having a romantic relationship. To me, it fits more in the manner of brother and sister. Din is there to provide her inspiration for rebuilding her people.

She in the while is there to point out to Din that being Mandalorian isn't just about being a person in a helmet.

Hottakes:

This was perhaps one of the more action filled openings for a Mando season yet.

What i liked about this one was the revelation that the Tribe was still quite populaous.

That massive CrocoTurtle really foreshadowed the damn Mythosaur.

The scenes with Greef while short were pretty nice. I like seeing how Nevarro is evolving since season 2.

Gorian Shard's pirates were a nice update on who is ruling the underworld in the fall of Jabba.

The scene where IG comes to life and attacks everyone was pretty damn creepy.

Peli pulling scams with a group of Jawas heh.

The droidsmith scene really shows how even though Grogu is about 53 years old he is still a Toddler.

Okay, hearing that the Mando-ade have a moon named after a Finnish Poetic Epic was metal as fuck.

The Clan Kryze castle is gorgeous and quite dreary. I adore its geometric design that mirrors the old mandalorian Cubist designs.

Okay, the Alamits are weird as fuuuuck.

That flesh cyborgmonster was the worst of Spider Maul and General Grevious melded into one horror.

Din getting captured and turned into a Damnsel twice in this movie was so fascinating.

Seeing the increasingly sorrowful status of Bo-Katan Kryze makes me wonder if both are seeking redemption.

[yandere-stories]

Why do i have a feeling that the guarian angel was actually cherry herself and this is a never ending cycle

Could be dina as well, im not really sure

Also kinda weird that cinnoman is an "earthy" scent when cherry isnt lol

Chapter One : Holy Fool

genre : horror, angst, fluff, hurt/comfort, eventual smut, enemies to lovers, alternate universe, slow burn

pairing : angel!reader (gn) x kingofhell!???, other side pairing

chapter warnings : arguing, crying, flashbacks(?), mentions of drunk men, assertion of dominance, light cursing, mention of insecurity, pushing stuff under the rug, religious themes

wc : around 6.4k words

A/N : here we go! i know this has been long awaited so i hope you all enjoy! as always feel free to leave feedback and suggestions but be nice! :D also would recommend reading the prologue to understand this chapter a bit better!

holy fool masterlist | prologue | next

You aren’t sure how long you’ve been asleep, but you wake to two voices conversing in a whisper around you. One sounds like that of a male and the other of a female, you don’t open your eyes right away to not alert the two others in the room with you.

You don’t know who they are and why you are there with them. The last thing you remember is being in a car that was sinking in the ocean, there is no way that you were saved that night. But you don’t feel dead? The topic of conversation between the two other individuals catches your attention, you weren’t paying them much mind, but now you seemed to be their topic.

“This,” a male voice said, “wasn’t supposed to happen.”

“Well, it did happen.” The female said, walking towards the area that you were laying in. “They’re awake. Can’t you feel their uneasiness?”

You’re suddenly jolted up from your fetal position, now stuck in the air with the eyes of the people who were talking about you moments before. You can no longer hide in the comfort of sleep and the attention is overwhelming you. Closing your eyes is what you manage to do in a try to comfort yourself because you cannot move any other part of your body.

“Open your eyes now. Do not make me angry.” The male hissed.

“Angel Zen, you’re scaring them. Don’t show so much animosity to someone you have just met.” The younger woman takes a couple of steps backwards so she could see your face better, “I think they are pretty.” Her words fluster you instantly, not used to having someone compliment you. A sound you would describe closely to a mixture of a groan and a grunt vibrate the room, leading you both to look towards the older male angel.

“Do you understand what is going on?” The man asks while pointing at you while looking you up and down simultaneously, with a look of disgust painting his features.

“No, sir,” you reply. He clicks his tongue at you and looks elsewhere around the room. “Can you please let me down? I promise I won’t run.” He chuckles and puts his face in his hand while sighing at your question, leaving you with a puzzled look on your face.

“Angel, you cannot leave if you tried. I know this will likely worry you, but please let Angel Zen and I explain. More so me because Angel Zen can not manage his anger currently.” She says to you, although her words leave you with anxiety, you know she won’t be the one causing you harm.

“Angel. Pfft.”

You aren’t sure why he is so angry. He certainly knows more than me? Right? You don't understand why they are here. You were so sure you were dead, but did you just happen to be saved by people in a cult? Why is everyone being referred to as Angel? Your thoughts begin to consume you, but a step towards you brings you back to this reality you’re in.

“Angel, I can hear your thoughts,” your eyes open in surprise. There is no way that Angel Zen will ever like you now. “Only I can, Angel. Not him, although you are likely correct in your assumption. But what you’re saying in your mind is not the cause, he has decided that was what he wanted to feel before you woke up.” Angel Zen looks at you both, then locking eyes with the nicer Angel, obviously asking about what was going on inside your mind. “No, I’m not telling you what they were thinking. It wasn’t for you to know.” She says while looking at you, gently smiling as though to ease your nerves.

“Please tell me what is going on,” you meant for your voice to come out louder than it did, but you only managed to conjure a whisper.

“Oh right. I completely forgot to tell you, you must be questioning everything right now.” She says with a worried look on her face, almost afraid of what will happen once the truth leaves her lips, you look up at her with pleading eyes as she hesitates. She sighs out and looks at your face, but not directly into your eyes, “You’re now an Angel.”

—

You wake up with a presence beside you, feeling a dip at the end of your bed where your feet lay. You hesitate to open your eyes, not wanting to face the rude Angel, or whatever he was. You still find it difficult to believe that an Angel can be that mean.

“He isn’t here anymore, just me. Now open your eyes Angel,” she chuckles, standing up from where she was just seated. You open your eyes, moving into a sitting position still on your bed.

“I never got your name?” You said to the Angel in front of you. You knew the other male was Zen. Angel Zen, but the lady never told you what she wanted to be called. You aren’t sure why you have the need to have to be close with her, but you think that if she was to be cross with you right now, that you’d break down. You are just now realizing how fragile you feel at this moment.

“My name is Poppy, Angel Poppy. We are bonded. That is why you have an intense need to be close with me.” Poppy tells you like it is the most normal thing to say to someone. You both awkwardly stare at each other, not knowing what to say next.

“Pop- Angel Poppy,” you move to sit at the edge of your bed to look at her more clearly. She has tan skin, golden eyes, blonde hair, and she looks around five foot six. She also smells distinctly of lemons with sugar. You aren’t really sure how you didn’t notice it before, the smell so potent that it fills up the room easily.

“I don’t mind if you call me Poppy, but if we are in front of another Angel, I would advise you to add Angel in front of it. It is a respect thing, we only call other Angels by just our name with other Angels we trust. Moreover, every Angel has a significant smell attached to them, all good smells, though. You smell like cherry blossoms.”

“What happened to me Poppy?” You could no longer keep your curiosity at bay, and you deserve a right to know what has happened. Are you dead? Why are you surrounded by Angels? Are you in Heaven? Surely, you would've gone to Hell after death right? You were never religious?

“To answer your questions,” Poppy sits beside you before continuing, “You died, but you aren’t dead. Well, you are, you’re surrounded by Angels because you’re in Heaven, a part of it. But you weren’t sent to Heaven. Well, you were but not in the sense you would assume. And you’re right, due to your lack of belief in God, you probably should be in Hell right now.” Poppy’s response leaves you more confused than before, all of her responses seemingly contradicting each other every time she spoke.

She sits up, and straightens her skirt out with her hands. She looks at you again, you forgot that she can hear your thoughts, being reminded once you saw the worried look on her face. “Allow me to clarify, my apologies. You are an Angel now. Your Guardian Angel had you consume their blood in the process of you dying. That’s why you aren’t dead, but you died. Basically, you’re a born again Angel. You aren’t in the part of Heaven where believers go after they pass away, but where every Guardian Angel and Guardian Angel in training reside. Your Guardian Angel from your human life is the reason you are here and not in Hell.”

“I still have some questions if you don’t mind, Poppy.” You look at her, waiting for her approval for you to ask your questions. She nods, prompting you to go ahead. “I’m a Guardian Angel, how can I be if I’m not religious? How come you can hear my thoughts, but I cannot hear yours? Where is my Guardian Angel? I don’t remember consuming anything besides water before I died?”

“Well, you’re not a Guardian Angel yet. But you will go through the training. Before you can be a Guardian Angel, you must believe in God. Every pious Angel must put God above everything. You will worship him and believe, it is a non-negotiable.” Poppy firmly says. You had forgotten that she is an Angel before your friend, if you could even call it that, feeling slightly less comfortable than you were before. “I can hear your thoughts because we are bonded. You could also hear my thoughts if I was not blocking them from you, which I will teach you to do. Everyone needs their privacy, even Angels. But, only Angels who are bonded can hear each other’s thoughts. So don’t worry about your thoughts around anyone else. Just remember that I can always hear them, until you learn how to block the thoughts you want to keep to yourself from me. As for your Guardian Angel, no one knows where she is. No one has seen her, she dropped you off in Angel Zen’s office and then vanished. Even he does not know where she is.” Poppy stops for a brief moment to take a deep breath before continuing, “as for you consuming your Guardian Angel’s blood, since you were drowning, she likely cut her finger and put in your mouth. Her blood likely entered you during that moment, as the water was consuming you.”

Tears brim your eyes. All you wanted was to die, but you got the opposite. All you wanted was to hug your best friend, Dina. “Is she around? Dina?” Poppy refuses to look at you, and you just let out all your tears that you have been holding in, you aren’t sure how you’re going to do this. Whatever your new life entails, you know you are not strong enough to do it. Poppy embraces you and for a while, you cry into her arms. She is all you have at this moment, and maybe for the rest of time.

“There is a lot we have to do to start this process, and it won’t be easy, but I will be here with you every step of the way. I will never let anyone hurt you, it wouldn’t be fair. Get some rest tonight, and I will tell you everything tomorrow. You’ve consumed a lot of information tonight, dwelling on it right now won’t help,” Poppy reassures you. Poppy lets you out of her embrace, helping you to lay down on your bed. “I will see you tomorrow, Angel.” Poppy disappears from the room, leaving you alone. Sleep consumes you quickly, not previously realizing how tired you were. Although your anxiety battles your exhaustion, in the end your exhaustion wins.

—

You wake up to the sound of orchestra music playing, leaving you groggy and confused. A couple of minutes of listening to the music playing throughout where you are staying, and a familiar face appears in your room. “Hi Poppy,” you get out of bed and wave to the Angel. “Thank you for coming to see me, but you should knock next time. What if I was doing something indecent?” You playfully questioned to her, trying to be cheery despite the annoyance of being wakened up abruptly.

“It is not possible for you to be doing something indecent, you are in Heaven, Angel.” Poppy exclaimed, having missed the playful lilt to your question.

“I know Poppy, I was joking! But what if I was changing? Would that not be considered immodest?” You questioned the Angel genuinely, not knowing how Angels really work yet.

“I see now, being without dressing would only be immodest if you were outside of Heaven. Even if you were outside of Heaven, it’d only be immodest if you were in a state of undress in front of non Angels. Otherwise, in Heaven, being in a state of undress is not considered the same. Nothing impure can be thought here.” Poppy exclaims, while handing fabric to you.

“The orchestra music plays every morning and every night to make sure everyone knows to start getting ready. Angels have a very specific routine, but it is something you will get used to with time. After the orchestra is done, the Angels go to pray in the main room.”

You look at the fabric in your hand and then look back up at Poppy, “Do I have to go?” You mumbled, not really thrilled with having to pray after being woken up in a way you were not used to.

“No, there is a lot I must tell you and what we must get done. The music plays for a couple of hours until the Angels must go to pray, but you will stay here while I go. Don’t worry. Although, I would like to ask you to start reading the Bible today. You can’t think of God with anything apart from love, so please, don’t act so uneasy about having to worship him.”

“Poppy, you have to realize I’m not like you, I wasn’t meant to be an Angel. Angel Zen was right. I don’t even fully understand what this entails,” you replied, “why can’t I just be sent to Hell?” you scoffed out the last words to exit your mouth, forgetting that Poppy was in front of you.

“Don’t speak like that. I will be patient with you, but please respect me and my beliefs. You will grow to hold them too, you will grow to be pious like me. I promised Angel Zen.” Poppy scolded you, causing a pout to form on your lips. “Now, there is a lot we must do,”

—

“So basically, there is no Angel who knows of your existence right now. Besides Angel Zen and I. It must stay that way, no one can know.” Poppy moves to face you, looking at your new look. Apparently when you had been turned into an Angel, not everything changed that was supposed to. All Angels had to have golden eyes and golden blonde hair, although the shades could vary for the hair. You and Poppy had been going back and forth before deciding on the shade of blonde that you both thought complimented your skin tone and features well. “Heaven to Angel… Hello?????” Poppy quietly shouts at you to gain your attention.

“Sorry, got distracted. What was that?” You replied to Poppy, feeling bad due to your inability to focus. You had always had trouble with focusing with people speaking with you, a coping mechanism you developed due to the harsh words from your father and others growing up.

“It’s okay, don’t worry. You don’t have to hurt anymore, I’m here for you. Now, as for what I was saying. You need to choose a new name, no one can know of your Earthly name,” Poppy replied. You aren’t quite sure what to think if you’re being completely honest with yourself, you were never called anything besides your name or nicknames that weren’t derived from your name.

“Poppy, didn’t you say my scent was cherry blossoms?” you questioned Poppy, your memories from the first night still being a bit clouded. She shakes her head yes, inhaling to smell your scent more thoroughly. “Then, I think my name should be Blossom?” you question her again, not knowing if that name was good or even fit you in the slightest.

A huge grin plasters Poppy’s face, “Angel Blossom…. Hmmm… I love it,” she responds back, almost singing. She begins to frolic around the room, she is definitely much more excited than you are over this name.

“Angel Blossom, there are a couple of important things I must go over with you. The most important things, in due time you will learn the rest.” You nod at Poppy, letting her know that she has your undivided attention. “So… Firstly, all Angels shower at least once a day, usually before they go out for their shifts with the humans. Showering with any kinds of scents is prohibited, so is brushing your teeth with any kind of flavoring, and although you don’t need to use deodorant, if you choose to do so, it must be unscented.”

“Why?” you question Poppy, not really understanding why that was such an significant rule.

“Because, any of that can interfere with your scent as an Angel. Your scent is essential to identifying who you are around, and once you start working with humans, they can smell your scent too. Not as well as other Angels or non-human creatures, but it would be confusing for everyone. Plus, a lot of the Angel’s scents are the usual ones for soaps and stuff, so it is just easier for everything to be unscented. So, when you go back to Earth, don’t try to sneak anything back.” Poppy stated to you with a smile which contracted from the serious tone of her voice.

“Anything else I should know, Poppy?” you inquired. The rules so far you thought had been a bit… You can’t particularly find the right word. Weird maybe?

“I’m not going to acknowledge that thought… but I will be teaching you how to hide your thoughts after this. But the main thing for Angels is no cursing, no sexual relations, show grace to everyone you run into, staying clean, and praying. Although praying is most important. Every Angel must pray a minimum of two hours a day. Once before your assignment after you have washed your body and once after your assignment after you have showered and washed your hair. You have to pray more once on an assignment, but don’t worry about that now because that will be a while,” Poppy explained to you.

You must have been talking about the inner workings of how to be an Angel for hours by this point. Poppy had been to prayer and back. Overwhelmed isn’t enough to explain how you feel, you don’t know what happens if you fuck up. “Mess up, Angel Blossom. You don’t know what will happen if you mess up. Don’t worry if you do, I’ll be the only one who knows unless it is so terrible that I have to alert a higher up, but I won’t do that unless completely necessary,” Poppy replied in response to your thought.

“To protect your thoughts from me hearing them, you imagine yourself in a circle of light. Kind of like being trapped in a bubble of light while you think your thought. It gets pretty easy to do once you get the hang of it. Try it.” Poppy shoos you to the mirror in the room, seeing the reflection of your new look and Poppy behind you smiling, hopefully. So you try.

You close your eyes and envision yourself being engulfed by light, almost like God himself was purifying you before you entered the realm of your mind where your thoughts lingered. Your whole body is now in a bubble of light, so this must be it. ‘Poppy, do you ever wish you weren’t an Angel? I would rather not be an Angel, I wanted to be dead,’ you open your eyes and still see Poppy in the reflection of the mirror with you, her face still plastered with the same smile from before. It worked, she couldn’t hear your thoughts.

“Now Blossom, please don’t abuse it. If your thoughts become unkind in any way, please come to me and we will get through it together. Okay?” You nodded in response to her. You can learn to be as pious as Poppy, if that is what helps you get through the predicament that you find yourself in.

“Blossom, I will have to go on an assignment soon,” Poppy pauses and looks around, “and between me and you, I think this person will likely be your first assignment when you’re ready.” Poppy whispers the second part of her statement, you assumed you likely weren’t supposed to know that yet, which earns a nod from Poppy. Being able to read each other’s thoughts likely won’t be the worst thing in the world.

“May I ask you a question before you leave?”

“Yes. What is it?”

“Have they found my body yet?”

“No, I think they actually are tonight.”

You look at Poppy and softly grin, ‘can you please take me with you? I’ll do whatever, can I see myself one last time? My old self.’ Poppy turns away to in front, her mouth slightly agape. She turns back towards you, putting her finger to her mouth in an usher to stay quiet, even though you know she will tell you with her thoughts anyway. ‘Yes, but you have to do as I say. You have to be quiet, okay? You can go anywhere with me so we aren’t breaking any rules, but I don’t want anyone telling me it is too soon because then I cannot take you.’ You perk up instantly, going to freshen up. Your excitement causes Poppy to giggle, who then follows you promptly to freshen up as well before her assignment. Your future assignment.

—

You and Poppy are sitting on the railings on the edge of the peer, there is a gigantic boat which holds a crane. The men on the boat are talking among each other, likely figuring out where exactly the car sits on the ocean floor. Poppy moves to hold your hand, the vibe surrounding you both becoming a solemn one. Flashbacks of your past life flood the forefront of your mind, which causes you to look focus at the scene right in front of you. It isn’t really that big of a deal, no movement has come from the crane. You’re grateful that Poppy taught you how to hide your thoughts, you aren’t sure what Poppy knew of your human life, but if she didn’t know, you didn’t want her to find out.

The sound of the crane moving makes you come back to reality. It positions itself before falling into the water. The process of the attachment of the crane entering the water and for the car itself to emerge from the ocean takes a bit longer than you thought you would. Once the car is safely placed upon the boat, a man goes to look inside. “There are human remains,” The main yells in a monotonous voice. The tears fall from your eyes before you can stop them, your body falling into Poppy as you sob. You aren’t sure why it is affecting you so much, you knew you were dead. You wanted to die. Poppy holds you until you calm down, comforting you with kind words while playing with your hair.

“I needed you when I was alive,” you choke out to Poppy. Maybe life would’ve been manageable with you as my Guardian Angel. You don’t bother to hide your thought, it’s the truth. You wished you had someone by your side when you were alive, but what it is already done. ‘Angel, you have a second chance and with me by your side forever now. Please don’t cry, you will always be at peace when I am with you,’ Poppy nudges your head into the crook of her neck and sways you for a few more minutes. You have completely calmed down now.

“We need to go check on my assignment now, are you ready?” you nod in response to her question and before too long you are in the room of the young child who lays there twiddling their thumbs looking at the ceiling. ‘Can they see us Poppy?’ you ask and Poppy shakes her heard. ‘Only when we have out our wings,’ she replies. You watch the child for a couple of hours until they fall asleep.

“I have to stay here until the morning, Blossom,” Poppy whispers while motioning at the child.

“What can I do?” you ask, now twiddling your thumbs like the child was earlier.

Poppy moves to sit by the child, her head resting on the side of the bed where the child was sleeping.

“There is a park out in the front, with some benches. Keep a look-out for if a man comes stumbling, if you do, please let me know. Otherwise, just sit and relax,” Poppy answered. You move to leave, being able to teleport is something that you quite enjoy now that you are an Angel.

“Before you go, don’t talk to any Demons. Isn’t worth the risk. All of them have horns of some sort and a long tail. They are required to show at least one when they are on Earth. Remember, they have really telling scents, something you would likely consider masculine. Call me if you sense any danger, no matter how small it seems.” Poppy muttered to you, like your voices would somehow wake up the child.

—

The park is not too far away from the building. As soon as you got to the bench, you hid in your thoughts. You’re able to do it while your eyes are open now, which makes you happy. You have hours to think to yourself about whatever you want, void of responsibilities apart from making sure you tell Poppy of a stumbling man, likely drunk, entering the building.

“Penny for your thoughts, Angel?” the voice of the man startles you, not noticing him walk up to you.

“You can see me?” You ask the man, while taking in his features. His jawline is sharp, his eyes are a dark brown, and dark brown hair adorns his face. He smells like cinnamon, which instantly takes you back to the coffee shops you and Dina had visited to when you could.

“Yes I can see you, Angel. What are you doing out here this late at night? Assignment?” He asks, his voice almost lulling you into more comfort than you likely should have been feeling. His voice was higher pitched, but charming indeed.

“Something like that, what are you doing out here?” you ask back, wondering why a sober man is walking around this late at night.

“Looking for the love of my life,” his response catches you off guard, you look at him with shock in your eyes, which causes him to laugh.

“I wish you the best of luck,” you look in front of you as to not mess up the one thing you were told to do. You were oblivious to the smirk he had worn across his face.

“What’s your name?” the man next to you trying to make conversation with you.

“Any guesses?” you say in response, the man now biting his lip. How come you couldn’t have come across him when you were alive? You quickly dismissed the thought, as you knew nothing would ever come of it anyway.

“Cherry,” he answers. You shake your head no in response, the man now dramatically pouting due to his incorrect answer.

“You were close. It is Blossom, why did you guess Cherry?” you ask before remembering that, you do, in fact, smell strongly of cherry blossoms. You facepalm at your stupidity at that moment.

“I see you realized the answer to your question, Cherry. But I think I’ll still call you Cherry, though. My little cherry blossom.” The pet name quickly brings a redness to your cheeks, looking away so he doesn’t see. And it works, he says nothing about it. If he did notice, he gave you the luxury of not having to deal with teasing.

“What is your name? Something cinnamon related?” you tease. The man beside you looks at you a bit confused, like maybe you should have known his name. Did he tell you already? Wow! you really are stupid today. He doesn’t say anything but shakes his head and chuckles. You nod in response, knowing you’ll probably think of the interaction for a while after this.

“An Angel typically already knows my name Cherry,” the brown-eyed man responds. If you’re being honest, you have no idea who this man is. He seems to think he is important?

“I’m sorry,” is all you manage to say in response. You both are now quiet, he hasn’t left, still very much there when you look through your peripheral vision. You are trying to be subtle with your glances, not even turning to him. He, on the other hand, is looking right at you, studying you. He keeps a studious expression on his face until he notices you sneaking glances, when he sees you looking he smirks at you, causing a red tint to appear on your face every time.

‘Blossom, is that man next to you talking to you?’

‘He was, but we are not talking anymore,’

As soon as the thought was over Poppy appeared in front of you and the man. She stood firm and confident, but her hand was trembling at the sight of you and the man on the bench. Her mouth is parted, but no words are coming out, only getting the courage to speak once she shows her wings to you both.

‘What did I tell you to do before you came out here Blossom,’

‘To watch for a stumbling man enter the building, I promise he didn’t come’

‘You did that part right, that isn’t the problem’

“Stop speaking with your minds and speak with the mouth your God gave you, Angels,” his tone scolding the both of you. You suppose it was a bit rude, but you didn’t see why it was such a big deal.

“Angel Blossom, what did I tell you before you came out here besides watching for a man?”

“Not to talk to Demons and how to spot one?” you spoke barely above a whisper. The man beside you chuckles at the answer you give to the Angel who is raising her voice at you, but somehow softly.

“How do you spot a Demon?”

“Strong masculine scent, horns or a long tail, or both?” You aren’t sure why she is asking you this, the man beside you doesn’t have horns or a tail? Why is she so scared.

“What did I say the main sign of one was?”

“Scent.”

“What kind of scent?”

“Earthy and strong,”

“What does he smell like?”

“Cinnamon”

“Where does cinnamon come from?”

“A tree”

“Where do trees come from?”

“The Earth”

You still don’t quite understand the conversation. The man beside you has one of three of what Poppy told you. Poppy begins stomping towards you and grabs your arm, dragging you from the bench to stand next to her. “So why can you not notice once a Demon is next to you? Was his smell not enough to tell you? Was his evil aura not enough?” Poppy shouts. You haven’t heard her voice get that loud before, and you begin to cry, everything is too much for to you handle.

“And you, why are you not in your true form. You know as well as any other Demon that you have to show your horns or tail so why are you not!?” venom laces Poppy’s voice, and if did not know she was an Angel already, if you saw her at this very moment you would not put her as one. The anger that has permeated her voice since she has spoken tonight is not that of an Angel.

“Angel, The Kings of Hell don’t have to obey the rules of a lowly Demon.” He stands up, taking a couple of steps towards you both, which causes you and Poppy to take steps back. “And Angel, watch your tone when you’re speaking to a King. I may not be your God, but that doesn’t mean I’m not close to it. And be nicer to your little friend. She was being mean to you, wasn’t she Cherry? Dragging you like that.” He matches Poppy’s energy in his response, his eyes flickering a shade of red.

“You let him give you a nickname?” Poppy asked in a whisper, to which you nodded. Poppy looks towards the man again while holding your hand. “Sir—”

“King”

“You are not my King,”

“No I am not, but I am one. So refer to me as such when you are speaking to me,”

“K-king, I apologize for my outburst. I was only worried for Bl-Blossom. The Eight Kings of Hell don’t usually wander on Earth often. It is what we are taught, anyway. I simply thought that someone below you was not doing what they were supposed to do. Please do not fault me for not trusting a Demon. Please,” Poppy trembles as she responds to the male, her grip on your hand was now strong enough to break the bones that find themselves under her grasp.

“You want the forgiveness of one of the Kings of Hell?” his voice is more gruff now than it was when he first spoke to you, which causes chills to run through your body as he speaks.

“Yes, if that will keep us safe from your wrath.”

“Luckily for you, I am not the ruler of wrath,” he walks closer to Poppy and gets in her face, only inches away. “Beg.”

“Beg?”

“Beg for my forgiveness if you want it so bad, tell me what you want. I’m known for being a bit nicer than the others. If you don’t, I can always call them, no? Eight Kings of Hell who can figure out what to do with two scared Angels. Your call, Angel” he enunciates every syllable of Angel clearly, as to mock Poppy.

Poppy is the most devout Angel you know. She loves God. Albeit she is the only Angel you know, you can almost for sure say she is the most pious. You look at the Demon and he’s smirking. He is having fun scaring you both.

You don’t expect Poppy to beg, you are for one wondering why you haven’t teleported out of there. But sure enough, Poppy falls to the ground. She lands on her knees in front of the male, having now let go of your hand.

“Please forgive my outburst. Don’t take unkindly to Angel Blossom, they didn’t do anything. If you must do something, take it out on me. Please don’t hurt us. I won’t say anything I promise, please believe me,” Poppy sobbed on her knees in front of the man who now looks at her from where he is standing.

“Why can’t an Angel not spot a Demon? Why can’t they feel my aura? Angels do not come within ten feet of me whether I am in my form or not. Why did my little Cherry Blossom not know who I was? I know they tell you all about the Kings of Hell,” he asks, crouching down to Poppy’s eye level before she responds to him.

“They are not an experienced Guardian Angel, t-they were an Angel who stayed in Heaven to help out with the others who have passed on. An Angel for the non-living so to say, not the living. They have never encountered a Demon before, and there was never any need for them to do so. Please excuse their ignorance,” Poppy manages to choke out. You can tell she is scared out of her mind.

“Don’t worry, I never intended to hurt you or Cherry. I never would’ve called on the other Kings,” he whips his head over to you, “and before you ask why I have graced you from punishment of speaking ill to a King, ask Cherry why. All you have to do is think” the man vanishes as quick as he appeared to you earlier that night, once he is gone, you fall next to Poppy.

“I didn’t know Poppy, I promise I didn’t know. I apologize for my language in advance, but I’ve only been doing this Angel shit for two fucking days. I was just being nice, he was being nice to me. I’m sorry,”

“It’s okay Blossom, I’m not mad at you. You and I, we are going to go back up with the child, and we are not going to speak of this ever again. Do not ever speak about me falling to my knees begging to a King of Hell for our lives, don’t ever speak about talking to him, don’t talk about him, don’t think about him, don’t ask me why I did what I did. When we get back to Heaven, we’ll share a room because it wouldn’t be wise for either of us to be alone anymore, and we’ll forget this ever happened,”

“But what about—”

“No buts, listen to me. Do not even ask me through our thoughts. Just forget about it and it will be as if it had never happened. For me, please. And you’re never leaving Heaven again until you fully believe in God, unless another higher - up Angel commands it. That’s final.”

You both nod in understanding before going back up to watch the child that you both were supposed to be watching. You both went into action of not acknowledging what just happened, so much so that you never noticed that King anymore on your trip to Earth.

You didn’t notice when he watched you go back to the child, and you didn’t notice when he watched you transport yourselves back to Heaven. Who cares that the last thing he said to you was not a suggestion, but a warning as to what was to come? Surely, it won’t matter when you forget it ever happened, right?

A/N 2 : so which king of hell do you think appeared 👀 let me know in the comments or in an ask, i’m curious as to who y’all think of when you read! and dont worry, y’all will find out who it was in chapter two 🙏

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