#gardian angel

[vertigoartgore]

Brian Fuller's Wonderfalls tv show started airing 20 years ago today. Fell old yet ?

[wendig0ld]

How permanent is a death in this story? Does it follow the game mechanics 1:1 or does anything go?

Death is definitive, the dead become ghosts who wander until they find peace.

Gardian angel could exist here but neither Blue nor Yellow are one, they can't make anything (ghosts can't do tasks like in the game though, they can't interact)

But if they could choose someone to protect, Blue would protect Cyan for sure ! Yellow would have a harder time choosing, he spent a lot of his time with Orange, which did not allow him creating strong bonds with the others, but Cherry being protected by White he would surely choose Purple or his Captain.

[art-from-iso]

Can someone tell me who originated the gardian angel AU and this Lucifer design please? So I can credit them properly (thank you ^^)

( From what I've heard) the concept of a gardian angel and design Belong to @notherpuppet

But then who originated the concept of human Alastor and Angel Lucifer if it's not called gardian angel AU? (Because that's the real thing that inspired me to combine with the other inspiration below)

Need I say more? XD

[5eraphim]

i cry!!! this has been a freaking WEEK of stress and this did have me chuckling and goody smilin im not gnna lie 🥹

[freedomrobot]

Crucifixion, Resurrection by Devine intervention!

[sir-lancelot-du-lac]

"Nobody's perfect" simply untrue. Chimney Han most perfect man on Earth. So good at his job (only one who never fucks up ever), wifelover (little hearts float around his head whenever she's around), girldad (accidently gave his daughter the Proposal Ring™️ to play with), beloved by God (once had a metal pipe stuck through the brain and was Fine™️), just the nicest guy around (even when he's mean), friend of lesbians (he definitely was best man at their wedding), easily corrupted by power (interim Captain Han is a monster ! And thanks Bobby but never again), terrible liar (had to physically restrain himself to spill tea), abs for days (thats Mr April to you), stuck in the eighties (that scene in conan the barbarian traumatized him for life), literally has a gardian angel (the spirit of his brother) and so on. I could keep going forever.

[supersquisshh]

My dream? Babe, I just want to ruin everyone’s lives with shitposts from the beyond

[local-impure-spirt-666]

New crown!

👌🏽✨️

🫀🗡🩸☻️ I had to sacrifice an angel to get it but it was totally worth it. I found her watching over a little girl and she looked bored out of her mind. I struck up a conversation and long story short I lured her to this secret place in the woods to look at flowers. Then I used the sexual tension to bite her neck. It's really high quality because it's made out of angel hair and blood and tear droplets.

[breadhalfburnt]

everyone. behold

who all wants to see something i did because i was very bored yesterday before i go to bed

[theleeryder]

Hey, how are you doing ?

I was wondering do you have some great Diluc and Kaeya, or Kaeya centric fanfiction to recommand ?

Yes, I do! I recently made a TikTok of some actually

The Angel's Share's Cat by Alexithymias

Dutiful by Orasmyn

Glacial Heart by Kikimcgee18

In This Moment by DiVExBaCK

A Vigilante and a Spy walk into a bar... by Punctuation_my_archnemesis (not complete)

Diluc? Doesn't Ring a Bell by Ch4oticKitty_45

Kaeya gets Shrunk by 2TrentchCoatsInAKid

Recognize, embrace, and believe him by yesitsalsoagun

New skin on an old body by atseuhina

Apple Tea and Gardian Angels by ToCatchADragonfly

Free as a bird (that doesn't know it's caged) by purplesan

City of the Grave by MadDolphin

Erythrophobia by kerokeropekopon (not complete)

The Uncrowned Owl King by OrcinusAstra

[ihateoldermen]

French!Reader x TF141

Hey, soo I thought of this earlier and wanted to share it I kept telling myself that the 141 would hate Châtelet and they would be RIGHT. I suffer in Châtelet everytime I have to go there, so the boys will be suffering with me too This is just some thoughts that I developed a little, so the writing might be weird

The 141 had been sent out for a mission in France, something about a french army guy having informations for them that couldn't be said over phone, Laswell words. She told John that they'd only need to go to a specific place and then a guy would pick them up in his car. But unfortunately, they had to go to the worst train station in the Parisian region. Châtelet-Les Halles. What a nightmare for them (And for everyone going there really).

None of them knew how to speak french. Sure, they'd knew some words here and there, and by 'they', really it's John who's carrying the group with the little bit of knowledge he holds for the french language. It was not pleasant. Johnny hated how they were so many people bumping into him and not apologizing like he was invisible. How rude. Kyle's head was starting to hurt from how much noise there was. They'd get weird stares from time, mostly Simon got them. 4 big guys, one with a mohawk and another tall one with a black surgical mask, a guy with british cap and a man with mutton chops is not something you see everyday.

After turning for what seemed like eternity, they finally found their exit thanks to Kyle. All of them sighed, feeling relieved that their hell was almost over, Johnny being the happiest. Simon patted his pockets for a bit, taking his hand in and out of each one of his. Always empty handed. He had lost his ticket. Everyone's tickets actually as he was so sure that he wouldn't loose them and that no one would try to pickpocket him. Looks like he was wrong. And now, tickets inspectors are pulling all of them to the side. And the cherry on top is that they don't speak english. Surely they should know a bit but they're not even trying. Johnny was starting to feel irritated now, he just wanted to get out of there, all of them wanted that. John would be sure to call Laswell to tell her to never send any of them here again.

But thankfully, there you were. Like their gardian angel. You had seen them getting cornered as you were about to pass your card to get to the other side. Curiosity got the best of you and you simply stood aside to watch, quite far but not much. As much as you wanted to go home after a tiring day, you stayed. Far enough that it wouldn't be suspicious. You got a good look at the guys. They were… all quite attractive, you couldn't lie. Are they actors or something? You heard how the bearded one tried to speak french to the inspectors, and even though he had trouble, you could understand him very well. He had an accent, sure, but it doesn't take a genius to know what he was trying to tell them. But the inspector looked like he was playing dumb and tried to just make simple money. You hated them. How many times have you had to pay them because of a missing ticket? Too many times.

You fumbled into your bag and pulled out a bundle of tickets. You only have them for emergency and this is one. You don't know why you're doing this, maybe it's because you find them hot, maybe it's because you would have wanted to be helped in this situation. You went up to them, standing in front of the bearded guy and the inspector. With your biggest smile, you began : "Désolé, ils sont avec moi." (Sorry, they're with me.) And you pratically shoved the man four tickets into his face. The 141 didn't know what was happening. Who are you? Why are you here? "On a été séparés et c'est moi qui ai leurs tickets, mais vous connaissez Châtelet, on se perd rapidement ici." (We've been separated and I'm the one that has their tickets, but you know Châtelet, we get lost easily here.) You smiled, almost grinned but you didn't want to appear too smug as you looked at his face. Got you. You can't fool someone that had been fooled that many times before. He looked down at you with a small glare before huffing and walking away. You smiled and then turned back to the guys. You just wanted to find a hole to wither away in with how intense they were starring at you. They couldn't believe what just happened. On one hand, they were so glad that you did that for them. On the other hand, they couldn't understand why you did that for them. Simon was glaring at you, he hadn't even noticed you before. Too much people around for him to pay attention to you. Kyle and Johnny were britghtly smiling at you. John looked at you, scrutinized you, trying to decipher if you were a spy before he murmured a small 'merci' with a soft smile, all of them did the same, even Simon. You couldn't possibly be a spy with how soft you looked. It was almost cute that grown men like them would whisper like that you. You'd give each of them their ticket, a smile on your lips, brushing your fingers with them. You didn't focus on your accent so you must have sounded so cliché to them. "Don't loose them, they are too fucking expensive. Also they are for the whole day, you can use them for the bus too, until midnight. Just like cinderella." You'd chuckle. Johnny's grin got widder as you spoke english and joked slightly, he tried to speak as clearly as possible for you as he knew that his accent could be hard to understand. "You speak English, hen?" "Yes, I do. And I must say, that inspector? What an asshole. I'm sure he knew what you were trying to say." You roll your eyes after giving the last ticket to the pretty man with the cap before turning back to look for the inspector. Before anyone could say something else, thanking you again with better words, you turned back to them. "Where do you want to go? I could help you." John almost stuttered as he replied too quickly. "Thank you, love, but we know how to take it from here. Thank you a lot." You smiled at him, and to the other guys too. "You're welcome." You say as you take a few step back, you were going to take the rer D and it was almost rush hour. You hate rush hour, just like everyone. "I need to go now, I don't want to be caught in too much crowd." You wave to them, dissapearing in the crowd of people. The guys were still quite in shock before John took the reigns to exit this station. All their tickets passed without any problem and, finally, they were out of there. Kyle was the first one to speak. "We should have asked for her number." "That's what I was thinkin' about!" Johnny replied, pratically groaning. John was deep in his thoughts, just like Simon but for different reasons. John was telling himself that he should have stopped you and give you money or offer you a coffee for compensation, but you were too fast as you left. Simon was still trying to think when he'd lost the tickets, frustrated with himself. But one thing is sure, you were their angel that day. They'd think of you for the whole time they'd be in France, hoping to run into you again.

(If there's any grammar mistakes, feel free to correct me!)

[shelbgrey]

Dating Dean Winchester Headcanons:

Paring: Dean winchester x Singer!Reader

Summary: just some headcanons about Dean dating Bobby Singer's niece. -NSFW content warring.

A/n: the winner of the latest poll, there will be a new one up next week. I was so excited and suprised on how many people did the poll, my first one only had six and the latest one had over 100.

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Being Dean's girlfriend isn't always easy, but you get through it. So let's talk about it.

There was always something between you guys, but with your choice of life there was always something in the way.

You two practically grew up together, with Bobby being your uncle and John being his father you two were always around each other.

I think Dean also had a slight fear of Bobby, you were his niece and your practly his daughter.

Bobby wasn't clueless, he saw the way you two looked at each other. He wanted to kick Dean's teeth out, he's extremely over protective. Bobby also knew if anyone would keep you safe it wold be Dean.

“I know you'll take care of her”

On a side note, Bobby refuse to call you 'idjit'

The last thing he's said before he died was, “take care of my girl.. You idjits”

Anyway, Even if you two kept denying it or if your just clueless, everyone would know.

Other than Sam and Cas, your the only one he 100% trusts you. He'd trusts you with his life and your his partner in crime.

What makes your relationship stronger is that you started off as best friends and allies.

You always thought you were losing him, he would always have one night stands and there was Lisa. Of course they ment nothing to him, he just thought he'd never be good enough for you.

He thought you deserved better. “I'm not what you need...you deserve better”

That was the first time you opened your heart out to him, but he put his walls up. The he pretended like nothing happened... Until you went on one particularly hard hunt.

Everything was happing so fast thst neither one of you remember that night. There was blood everywhere and Dean did everything he could to save you, Castile healed you and Dean confessed something he's been wanting to since he was 18.

“I love you... Please don't leave me, I can't lose you”

Since everything moves fast in your lives you both decided to take things slow. Dispite his rugged appearance he's nothing but a gentleman to you.

He's extremely over protective of you, to the point hunts with him got annoying.

“I'm not some damsley in distress, Dean!”

He knows what a badass you are and he knows you can hold your own, but he can't help but be your shield.

That's really the only times you fight, your both very reckless and laugh in the face of danger. You guys stress each other out on hunts.

But, lets get to the good stuff now.

Your the only other person who can drive the impala, you'd rather just have him driving with you setting with him.

You guys love the same music, so your always singing on the top of your longs to old rock songs. Your guys song is Angel Eyes by The Jeff Healey Band.

You always have to be sleeping next to each other to get a goods night rest, even when you weren't together you two shared a bed in the old motels.

Dean refuses to sleep unless you have fallen asleep first, he just needs to know your okay before he can have a good night sleep.

You bake the best pies in his opinion and Sam loves your homemade salsa.

When you guys moved into the bunker you guys made great use of the kitchen, Sam loves your guys cooking.

Speaking of Sam, he's one of your best friends. Cas is your first, but you and Sam have a long history together. You were even the first one to hear he got accepted into college.

We know Cas is like the Winchesters gardian angel, well Gabriel is yours.

About three years into yours and Dean's relationship you broke up, it was around the time Sam went to hell and you guys just pushed each other away.

Gabe knew you guys loved each other, so he worked really hard to get you back together. He did succeed.

You guys might argue about the little things, but he always know how to make them better.

You guys just like staying in and watching movies or Scooby-Doo. You guys love cuddling up in the Dean cave and just ignore the world for a few hours.

He loves cuddles, if your in bed or on the couch he needs to be holding you. He loves it when he's laying in bed and your lying on top of his chest.

He also loves it when you hold him, maybe after a rough hunt he'll love just rest his head on your chest while you play with his hair.

You love just being in his arms, there's no feeling better than that. He loves snaking his arms around you and resting his chin on your head because he just really needs to being close to you.

He's really just a big ol' teddy bear.

He's a rough kisser, he's way taller than you so usually he hold your chin between his fingers and lift for head up to kiss you.

There's a lot of neck and forehead kisses being handed out by this man. He loves wrapping his arms around you from behind and just trail soft kisses down your neck.

He also loves it when you kiss his forehead. It just a small, loving gesture he absolutely loves.

If your cold you'll steal his flannels or his jackets, he had this black and red flannel that he now only sees if your wearing it.

when ever your busy doing research Dean always deliver a tiny kiss on your forehead. He'd just be walking by and he'll give you a quick kiss just to make you blush.

He's good a making you blush, he thinks it's adorable.

Trust is a big part of your relationship, you both had opened up about the abuse your fathers and dumped on you. That was the reason Bobby took you in, he could bare you being in the type of environment he grew up in.

With that Dean made a promise to never hurt or scare you. He refuses to lay a hurtful hand on you. It'll break his heart if you flinch away from him during an argument.

As much as you love Dean, demon Dean scares the hell out of you. The demon knew this and used it to his advantage. He Dean went back to normal he could barely look into your eyes. He blamed himself for the bruises around your neck the demon caused.

“I promised you I'd never hurt you... I'm so sorry” he said. “it's not your fault”

On a more positive side... You guys have lots of nicknames. You call him Deano or bub and he calls you just about anything but your actual name, Sweetheart is your favorite.

And with FBI names, you take a different approach. While he uses rock aliases you use actor or fictional names.

“agent Sweets, really?” he said playfully. “What? I like the show Bones”

Your like a mother to Claire, she loves you so much and your the only person she trusts other than Jody and the boys.

Speaking of Jody, she took you under her wing immediately. You never had a mother growing up so it was a relief to have her in your life.

You become a mother to Jack too, and your relationship hit a really bumpy road during that time. You hated how Dean treated Jack and it always turned into a fight.

“if you touch him, I swear to God, Dean!”

Den didn't want to be like his father and after awhile Dean's shell broke and he started to grow a soft spot for him, after your lives calmed down you both did end up adopting Jack.

But to legally do that you had to get married. You both wanted to get married so bad, but with your lives you never got the chance.

You weren't gonna get a white wedding, you knew that and Dean thought the Cort house wasn't good enough. So you got married in the church of Elvis in Las Vegas.

NSFW headcanons:

Dean prefers being on top and being the one in control.

He'll mark your thighs with his teeth and biting hard enough to leave a light bruise.

Loves eating you out,your legs around his head. He loves your legs in general and loves leaving kisses on the insides of your thighs. He'd rather pleasure you for hours than receive.

Hair pulling, he loves feeling your fingers in his hair or he'll tangel his fingers in yours and tug on it when he's getting head or about ready to cum.

Bondeg kink, ropes, his ties, belts, he'll tie you up with anything if your comfortable with it.

definitely a fan of overstimulation, he loves the way that your body twitches and you whimper from his touch.

car sex! All the way. loves to take you in the back of the impala, loving the way the windows fog up and the small area gets loud with the noises you make.

He's a soft/mean Dom, it just depends on his mood. But no matter what he always makes sure your comfortable. He loves to take control in the bed but would never push you.

He would really get off on marking you up. He didn’t think he would, as it wasn’t something he thought too much about but when he did it there was no turning back.

He definitely has a Praise kink too, he loves making you feel loved and appreciated. He love how he can easily make you blush. “your so Beautiful”

“you feel so amazing Sweetheart”

He loves hearing you moan. If you try to hold back or even muffle them when it's unnecessary, he'd put an end to it. “don't hold back, let me hear your voice”

He has big chocking kink, he won't be too rough about but he loves wrapping his fingers around your neck and feeling your pulse when he's ramming into you.

This man is amazing when it comes to aftercare. He knows exactly what you need. After your both cleaned up, he'll pull you to his chest to cuddle.

[polishgaypig]

my prayer to the DEVILS to my GUARDIAN DEMONS

DEMONS followers of SATAN and my Guardian Angels from HELL

listen my prayer to you, Unholy Spirits I call to you, I open my soul to you, I call you, I invite you, DEMONS, come to me from the deepest depths of HELL

I entrust to you my sincere and deep desire, and I beg you listen me in the Name of SATAN

take me to SATAN, take me to HELL, I want to be condemned in HELL and live with SATAN and you, DEMONS, forever

Help me to I belong to SATAN Help me to condemned my soul Help me to do MORTAL SIN Help me to renounce god, reject christ, deny holy spirit Help me to progres in EVIL and SIN Help me to become the Demon, like you

Powerful DEMONS, Servants of SATAN, Spirits from HELL Help me, with love and devotion, to invite Satan into my soul Tell SATAN to come in and stay in me Tell SATAN of my gratitude for the fact that SATAN found me, chose me, enslaved me, possessed me

Satan filled my soul and spirit with His Unholy Spirit and breathed into me the Spirit of Evil and Sin, the Spirit of Purity and Fornication, the Spirit of Hatred and Contempt, the Spirit of Blasphemy and Desecration, the Spirit of Disobedience and Rebellion, the Spirit of HELL and Damnation

SATAN, Ancient Serpent, let the power of your tail bind me, penetrate my soul and body, and poison me with your venom of Evil and Sin

DEMONS, my Hellish Gardians, I beg you, let Satan’s evil fill my soul more and more I am submissive and subject to the Unholy, Damned, Satanic personal Evil… I love it DEMONS, my Unholy Angels, I would like felt all your evil, felt your hatred, anger, felt the curse as filled you

I want to experience irretrievable condemnation of all Fallen Angels, felt the eternal fate of damned spirits, felt the flames of HELL that consume the bodies and souls of all damned And I want felt joy and pride of my Damnation in HELL.. I love it

HAIL SATAN and FUCK god

[yamotasu]

When he met his Gardian angel who understood his exact pain..

The purple wallet symbolizes the day Majima first picked it up when they met in Sotenbori. He wears a Makoto watch because he can't let go of his pain and the things he loves, despite the toxic Yakuza life he's been in with a dark past filled with snakes. Khloe has been through similar struggles but chose a different path as an FBI agent.

There are many layers to this drawing, with CanonxOC... because I love him so much. I challenged myself with a new concept, and I'm thrilled with how beautifully it turned out. Even though I plan to create more art like this.

In my fanfic, she saved his life from drowning, mirroring the pain she carries herself. She is determined to protect him at all costs.

💙💙💙💙💙🥺

I hope you guys love it❤️

[lionacuty]

okay okay!!!! :D

Prism and Zephyr are part of a group of gods that has brought life onto a planet and down below, in the pic of an old unfinished art of mine is a diplay of all the gods

Solar, god of the sun, a lion with flames consiting his mane, brother of Neoma and father of Sunrise (a bunny) and Sundrop (a lion)

Amadeus, goddes of all kinds of love, a deer with a bow n arrow that can bloom any kind of relationships once it hits and mother of Kaylee

Dimita, godess of the earth, wildlife and plants, a centaur with fairies being her helpers and lover of Neoma

Neoma, godess of the sea and moon, a mermaid with a voice so beautiful she can command the waves and moon, sister of Solar and lover of Dimita

Pandora, godess and gardian of Hellfire (aka hell were all the hell born demons are born in and were all the sinners and fallen angels go to), a cat and a goat hybrid that is feared by sinners and loved by the hellborns and she has a lover that comes from space and that lover is the queen of her kind (the queen of the aliens that makes robots like Wilbur!!) and sister of Erembour

Zephyr, god and gardian of Euphoria (aka heaven with the angels that were born here and were the good people go to), a bunny lamb hybrid (I decided on the hybrid part just rn after writing about Pandora cuz you know goats and lambs and stuff) beloved by all in his kingdom tho no one could comprehend his chaotic side, brother of Phoebe and lover of Prism

Prism, god of creation, distruction and wisdom, a spider which if he looks at you with all of his eyes open it means that you have done something unforgivable, leader of the gods and lover of Zephyr

Erembour, god and first leader of the shadow realm, a wolf as dark as night who's a fearles warrior and brother of Pandora

Phoebe, godess and first leader of the light realm, a pheonix reflecting the white light coming from the sun the atmosphear interprets as multiple colours and sister of Prism

(yes, I kinda forgot to draw Erembour and Pheobe in that old drawing)

Prism and Zephyr used to be lover until some univers travel fuckery caused the fate of the current universe to change for the worst as eons ago, Pandor and Zephyr teamed up to ravage what they all have created, causing many deaths and the almost extinction of the nephalems (aka angel demons) due to roles being to keep the 2 gods in check as the nephalems balanced the world

The 2 have been banished to the void for their actions and their godly gems being taken aways as they weren't trusted with them, it left a big scare over all the rest of the gods with the one being affected the most being Zephyr

also, the godly gems are what the god get their powers from and unlike the crowns from my cotl au, they are not parasites as the gods were born with them from their star nest in space

so yeah, here's some stuff about them :3

[millkywite]

Sorry to be that one and put x reader stuff on the tag but. O!Wilbur/Phantombur knowing when you're overworking yourself through the nights. You're writing down the necessary items for your next project in your notebook while drinking coffee and suddenly, boom, it actually tea? Strange, you could swear you had put coffee in your mug. Huh? Where's your book? Why had the lights turned off??

Then two arms wrap themselves around your neck, something (rather someone) is nuzzling on top of your hair. "You've been awake for too long my pearl." His gravey voice echoes through your study, bright green eyes now looking down at you in a plea for your rest. You laugh, knowing you can't decieve him on this matter, he can smell the sweet, sweet scent of the melatonin in your body, he told you this months ago. So you just crawl back into your sheets with your phantom partner watching over your slumber.

Phantoms might punish those who don't sleep well but for you? Wilbur will be your gardian angel, watching out for any threat around as you sleep peacefully.

WSS fuck off, you are the scum of your family.