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Fandomless St. Michael Blog. Indie. Selective. Private. Heavy content of NSFW/Dark Themes.
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Sorry not sorry for having to do this but, I just no longer see myself coming back on here anymore. After a month long hiatus from here and the lack of activity on here, I just no longer have the desire to role play anymore. I’ve been doing this thing for 6 years now and I finally came to a realization I no longer like this hobby. That’s what this whole thing was to me. A hobby. And much like a lot of the hobbies I have: they run their course. I love my muse very much but, Michael has decided to leave and I have no inspiration to continue something I no longer have a joy for. 

I had my fun on here, it was great. I met a lot of great people on here. I wish I can continue on with this, but I just can’t anymore. My life has been dedicated to my family and friends, along with my job now that I have more hours. Maybe one day I’ll come back and make a new start? How knows? I’m archiving this blog and see what the future holds for Michael. It was a great ride and I had fun. Hope y’all understand this decision and I hope y’all have a great time on here. ^^

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ofinfiniteuniversesa asked:

"My safety isn't important! You're what matters!" ( from Adam)

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“How could you say such a thing?! You life matters just as much as mine.” Pausing. Brows furrowed in anger. “Your life matters more than mine. By all standards. I don’t care what you say, Adam. Your life is so important to me! Don’t you ever say that me ever again. You know how much I care about your well being!”

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Spencer should have acted surprised… when the other mentioned the demon word, but it didn’t matter at this point. He was slightly used to deal with the supernatural world, in one way or the other. In fact, part of his DNA wasn’t even human. He couldn’t help but raised an eyebrow, all of this was making him question if this guy was in fact looking for his mysterious father, and… bingo!
“I’m going to stop you there… I don’t know the guy. You’re looking for my father, right?” he frowned trying to understand. “The bastard just got my mum pregnant… it could have been any other loser, but… apparently you can’t choose your genes” he joked between the lines with a soft smirk. Davies took a good look at the other. “What are you? I’m guessing you’re not human” he tensed the seconds. “You don’t seem a demon either, those are less polite than you” Spencer pulled a face and got closer to the stranger. 
“What do you say? Let’s talk this over a drink…” he added a comforting smile and patted the man on the shoulder. “Follow me… if you don’t even know what a bar is…” he teased again, when he decided to walk without waiting for him. The sky was definitely getting darker and the photographer lost his chance to capture the scene during the conversation. The camera was dancing against his chest.
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Genes are too similar to one another. With humans. With angels it’s not a problem. They all have different faces, some similarities with some traits. Humans make things far more complicated because they came from the same two humans who had to mate. So, mistaking this man for the father; that’s common. Damn. Now the archangel has to start all over again. “I thought it was too good to be true for a demon to be out in the open.” Most of which they love to hide from anyone that sees them as a threat.

Should the archangel follow this harmless demon? His head says no, but the heart; it says yes. He doesn’t bare any ill will, so where’s the hard of following him? Besides; a demon can’t harm him, no demon other than Lucifer is strong enough to cause any damage to the archangel. “I know what a bar is and to answer your question: I’m an archangel.” Might be too big of a news for this gentlemen since he is up against an all powerful being.

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theoneswithoutpacks asked:

💓 from Dean

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Send “💓” to listen to my muse’s heartbeat! || Accepting

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Night silent, both human and archangel lying in bed. Dean was the one on Michael’s chest tonight. Head on the side where Michael’s heart was beating. Yes, angels have hearts too, but they’re different than human’s. Looking down at Dean, with a smile on his face, wondering if Dean is surprised to hear a beat in that broad chest. “Can you hear it?” He asked his human. 

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Dean smiled sleepily as Michael’s hand brushed his hair back. He licked his lips as he spoke, “Like it’s stronger…faster. Your grace….it sounds like your grace is feeding it. I don’t know. It’s a good different.”

It brought a small chuckle to Michael’s breath. “Graces are powerful. They beat with the strength of the angel’s power.” Since Michael is the first born, his is far more powerful than anything out there. “I like how your heart beats. Slow. Rhythmic. Peaceful.” 

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“Even if I’m a demon, it doesn’t mean that I don’t feel.” (Hi I've been like admiring you from a far and just have been to shy to ask to rp)

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Starters for Demon muses! || Accepting

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“Funny. I hear that demons have no emotions, but it seems like you display them much like a human can.” Although he is not convinced, Michael thought he should entertain the individual with his comment. 

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“Watch were you’re goin’.” Dean growled at the guy who slammed into him. That guy in turn, turned to face Dean and got in his face. “How about you watch it.” He challenged. Dean growled through his teeth, “I’m not the kind of guy you want to be messin’ with. Now how about you get the fuck out of my face before you do somethin’ stupid.” The guy looked at Dean and asked, “Oh yeah and what are you going to do about it old man?” That pushed Dean again. He grabbed a glass bottle and bashed the guy over the head with it. That brought out a sadistic grin on Dean’s face.

Scrunching up his face after seeing the human get a head full of glass smashed into his head. Michael had to intervene now. He had no choice. The fight broke out and many people were fighting one another. A shake of his head followed with a snap of his finger. Halting time, other than Dean of course. Walking to the bar, anger on his face. “This is what I was talking about. You can’t start fights, you can’t kill anyone just because one little, insignificant human decides to pick a fight with you. This is why God put me in charge of you.” Walking closer to the demon, grabbing him by the throat. “Need I remind you who you are up against if you resist?”  

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heavensfirstson-archived asked:

👕 - For Demon Dean. If that's okay? :3

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@heavensfirstson

“Enjoying the view?” Dean asked, looking over at Michael and smirking softly. “You know if you wanted to see me without a shirt on all ya had to do was ask.”

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For fuck’s sake.” Dean growled, glaring daggers at the archangel. “Whatever you think you’re doing. It’s not going to work. Hell, you and Sam both need to accept the fact that this is who I am now. Nothing can change that. The faster you two can accept that. The better things will be.” Another demonic growl exited Dean’s lips.

It’s pointless to argue with one another. It’s going nowhere. Demons are stubborn beings, but Michael is twice as stubborn. “Right. Let’s ignore the fact you’ve wasted yeas you did when you helped all those other years. Let’s waste the valuable time you spent saving the damn world from utter destruction.” Michael was pissed, he had the right to be mad since it was him who saved Dean multiple times. “Maybe I should of let you rot in hell when you were saved. Maybe I should of gave the order to leave you in the pit of disparate who kept weeping to be save.”

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“Nope.” Dean said, smirking at the archangel. “Mmmm I guess you’ll have to find out huh?” He stepped closer to his boyfriend and pressed a soft kiss against Michael’s lips.

Exchanging kisses now. Chuckling to himself. “Shame. The suit looks so good on you, but seeing you in your... Naked form, now that’s a much better sight.” Michael went ahead and took off the blazer around Dean, placing it on the bed beside them.

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never imagine your favorite male character becoming a dad

don’t picture him seeing the baby for the first time

refrain from thinking about how he worries and frets over his significant other during labor

abstain from notions of him realizing that he helped make this tiny squishy potato-person and holy shit how cool is that

and above all, eschew ideas about him holding his new child and excitedly whispering “i have a son/daughter” over and over again between giggles as the dorkiest grin spreads across his face

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Candle Lit Love || Castiel and Michael.

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Tired. It’s not exactly the right word to explain how done Michael is with his job and the late night work. All He wanted to do is come home, eat something, snuggle up with his fiance, and go to bed. That was it and have to repeat it the next day too. Just as long as his lover was there. Coming up to the front door of him home, keys jingle in hand when unlocking the door. Michael felt he couldn’t get into his home quick enough, his heart was aching for his fiance. Once inside, he sees the living room empty. Odd. Usually Castiel would be in the living room waiting on Michael to come home. This is odd indeed.

Brow arched for a moment. Looking around in his home to find it empty, but there was a lingering sweet smell in the air. Were was that coming from? Upstairs? Michael follows the scent, stepping up the stairs, seeking out the lovely smell that is a mix of rose and vanilla. Both good and lovely scents if you asked him. There was a faint sound coming from the second floor. Sounds like music. The closer he got to the second floor of his home, the louder the sound of music was clear. He stopped at a particular door, the restroom door. Brows furrowed once more in confusion. Door is open with a slight crack.

Gently pushing the door open, looking around and his eyes caught a sight. Castiel. His lover was in the bath tub. But, what caught Michael off guard was the position his fiance was in. Water was a milky color, candles burning on the sides of the tub, is what he caught, but Castiel. He was back facing up, ass barely exposed from the line of water. Did Castiel plan this? His fiance was doing something, or nothing at this point, might of been waiting for him to come home to this sight. “Love...?” Voice soft, but loud enough for someone to hear. “What’s this all about?” Michael couldn’t help himself from grinning so wide, cheeks red with a slight pain from how wide his smile is.

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Private Getaway. || Submission Post.

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“There’s one place.” Dean said, looking at him. “There was this lake that had a dock. I think it might have been a dream I had or something, but it was completely isolated. I wish I knew what the name of it was.”
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The archangel tried to come up with the exact location. A lake from Dean’s dreams. There are many lakes like the one the hunter described. “Well, there is one I can think of. Big, Isolated from other humans. Surrounded by a massive amount of trees.” Smiling now. “Why don’t we go there now?”

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Doubts? || Dean and Michael.

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Dean was honestly shocked that Michael didn’t remember. Dean did. Dean remembered it like it just happened yesterday. He wasn’t sure if he should tell him. “I have Michael. You just don’t remember.” Dean said.
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Michael was a little confused. When did the hunter hurt the archangel? “Then why don’t you tell me, Dean. Enlighten this dilemma that we have right now.” Arms fold over his chest, waiting on the response.

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Exposed Wings. || Dean and Michael.

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“I know, but I didn’t want to make you uncomfortable if I did.” Dean said, looking at him. “I’m sorry if I made you uncomfortable just barging in here. It was stupid of me, but I couldn’t help myself.”
“They’re so beautiful Michael.” Dean said, looking at his wings again. “I know they can be deadly as well. They’re perfect. Just like you. I’m sorry.” Dean was just in awe of Michael’s wings.
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Human curiosity is death for most humans. In Dean’s case, he just wanted to know what angel wings look like. The archangel doesn’t blame his boyfriend, nor is he made at him. Michael thought there was going to be more time to explain his wings to the hunter, but that moment came too soon. 

“You don’t have to apologize to me, Dean. I understand.” A smile pulled at his lips when the hunter made his comment. “Thank you, Dean.” Getting up from the bed, wrapping his arms around Dean’s waist while wings covered the both of them. “So, I assume you want to know about them, correct?”

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The Red Hoodie. || Dean and Michael.

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“Of course you do.” Dean said, adjusting the hoodie on his body and looking at the Archangel. “Why wouldn’t you Michael? You’re my boyfriend and I love you.” Dean smiled and leaned into Michael’s touch as his arm wrapped around his waist. “I know, but it still means a lot to me when I’ve got something that belongs to you.”
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Love. The word that always gives Michael butterflies in his stomach. A small trinkets as a jacket is something meaningful for Dean, it also meant something meaningful for Michael to hear such a thing. “I love you too, Dean.” Saying it back with feeling. “You know. I used this red hoodie when I was undercover when i have to pose as a college student many years ago.” Looking at the hunter with the red hoodie, it was starting to suit him far more than Michael thought.

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Possessive Of You. || Dean and Michael.

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“Really.” Dean replied, smiling at him. “Maybe you should. Show me who I really belong to.” Dean chuckled softly and kissed him back. “You might have to Love.”
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A bright laughter. “Oh? Is Dean Winchester implying something to me?” Tone is of a tease, nuzzling his nose against Dean’s, following the kiss. “I have many ideas, but I might need some insight.”

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