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I've just wrote this story for fun, as I'd wanted to write a one-shot for a scene idea I had in mind with my kind of OC's, and thus, there isn't as much explanation as there probably should be. but if you are interested/confused, let me know! I can answer any questions. Gabriel had volunteered to take Lucifer to an Angel meeting, because he knew he could handle it–could probably handle it better than others! And he’d known it would be difficult, of course he had! He’d expected that. He’d expected to have to stare at this stranger, with his m...
Weekly Contest #352
There had been a time when pink had frustrated Anna-Liese.She was so insanely sick of seeing anything with that color. Or rather, she was sick of seeing a very certain person.“So, like, are you, likeee… enjoying this stupid hero-stuff?”Anna-Liese forced a sigh when she heard that thick, valley-girl accent, but she didn’t turn around.She continued looking at the city from the roof of the skyscraper she’d flown onto. It was…the same as it always was, beautiful and so very peaceful–unlike the battle she’d just left.Most of the buildings were...
Weekly Contest #347
“And does the happy couple of heroes have anything to say? Some romantic details, maybe?” The interviewer asked the two people sitting on the couch. That beautiful woman laughed, her angel wings–the only truly pretty thing about her–fluttering. Every other part of her body was…wrong. Average, she had been told all her life. But those wings. Those wings won her everything. The woman leaned her head into her love. Her only love. He had smiled, and draped his arm around her. She’d felt so special, so safe, wrapped in his warm grip. “Well,” she ...
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