MIDAM WEEK

Celebrating a week of THEE vessel and THEE archangel. Currently preparing for MIDAM WEEK (Sept 25 — Oct 1) Tracking #midam week

[midamweek]

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This is a huuuuge thank you to everyone who participated in Midam Week 2022! We had so many great works thanks to all the wonderful participants, so be sure to check the blog or the #midam week tag to make sure you didn’t miss any of it.

We'll continue to reblog any last-minute entries for another week, so don't worry if you fell behind or if you decide to catch up on something you were working on – we'll still be here :)

Thanks again for a great week!

[freetobeafcknriot]

for @midamweek day 5 － INTERSTELLAR. (adj.) – situated or occurring between the stars.

[klayr-de-gall]

Day 7 - Yes

Always yes.

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Wanna make a bet how often I can draw them kissing in a church?

Aaaaan that’s the last one for Midam week! Thank you so much @midamweek for hosting and organizing this week and providing us with an amazing prompt list! I loved to contribute and see what everyone did come up with! See you next year!

[tuometarr]

For @midamweek 2022 day 7: “YES”

[klayr-de-gall]

Day 6 - Secret

A smoothie.

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From time to time I need to draw a stupid meme with my favorite blorbos. For my mental health. This is not as much a secret as it is a F**k you to his older brothers, but you know XD

[michaelmilligan]

Midam week day six: SECRET

By now, Adam knew many secrets of the universe.

In the beginning of their acquaintance, Michael had been very cagey (pun fully intended), but even an archangel can only entertain himself for so many centuries without spilling some gossip about the work behind the scenes, or the time before time.

So Adam was very aware of which archangel had fumbled the construction of what star, causing the first supernova, and who had always complained about what particular law of physics.

He knew how the universe worked, down to the smallest parts in existence. Knew what made an angel tick, and what separated them from the archangels.

He knew how God worked, in all the ways that Michael knew it. Not that it was relevant anymore – God's power had been released into the world when Jack had stepped down from the position. Sometimes, you could still find remnants of it, pieces that had clearly been part of something bigger before. But mostly, it had fused with the energy around it, becoming a natural part of the world.

All that was a secret too, Adam supposed, though he tended to forget that not everyone knew God had been a bitch and had been dethroned for throwing a tamper tantrum. (Only to be replaced by a three year old who had been less prone to such tantrums, and who had been wise enough to abolish the position entirely.)

So at times, Adam would make a comment, a totally innocuous one in his opinion, and his co-workers would look at him like he'd grown a second head.

This was a difficulty Adam hadn't really foreseen when thinking about getting a 'little job': That he had apparently forgotten how to interact with normal people. Or rather, he technically knew how, but he was so used to only ever talking to Michael that it was hard to re-adjust.

Sometimes, Adam would forget that they weren't alone, and talked out loud to Michael. His co-workers probably thought he was talking to himself. But it got so bad that he sometimes forgot someone else was talking to him because Michael was making a funny face, or commenting from the sidelines. Not so great when you're currently talking to your boss or a customer, and suddenly ignore them.

The thing was, pretending to be a regular human was hard, and so it came as no surprise that Adam had trouble actually holding down a job. Which might also have something to do with him playing hooky all the damn time to go sight-seeing, or just chill in his bed. Both of which were Michael's fault, because he kept instigating these things.

Technically, they didn't even need a job. Turned out Michael could just get them everything they needed, including money, though Adam was a little reluctant to rely on him like that. It felt like cheating. Besides, having a job made Adam go out into the world instead of just staying inside his little bubble of archangels (yeah, several, at least sometimes) and the cashier at the grocery store around the corner.

So what if the people at his job (and possibly also the cashier) thought he was weird? Or if he couldn't keep a job for more than a month? At least he was trying.

JENNA NEEDS TO STOP HAVING PHONE CALLS DURING WORK. SHE'LL GET FIRED, Michael said one day while Adam stocked some shelves.

Huh? While Adam had noticed that his co-worker Jenna always seemed to be mysteriously absent when she was needed, he hadn't known what it was she was doing. How do you know she's on the phone?

I CAN HEAR HER.

Right. An archangel's senses was far better than those of a human. Still, it was impressive that Michael could hear a conversation that Adam hadn't even been aware of.

Michael groaned. SHE'S BREAKING UP WITH HER BOYFRIEND. AGAIN.

Again?

THIS IS THE THIRD TIME THIS WEEK. I WANT TO SAY IT'S ALWAYS THE SAME ONE, BUT I'M NOT ACTUALLY SURE.

Adam laughed, then ducked his head when a customer looked at him weirdly.

You know this is a breach of privacy, right? You really shouldn't be listening in on them.

WELL I HAVE TO DO SOMETHING WHILE YOU'RE WORKING.

Adam sighed. Michael, we talked about this. If you want to go somewhere else while I'm here-

NO. Michael wasn't using a projection right now, but Adam could feel him pouting. YOU'D JUST GET TIRED AND HUNGRY AND CRANKY.

Excuse me! While Adam was pretty sure that yeah, he would get all these things, that didn't mean Michael had to put it like that. You wouldn't even be here to suffer me being like that, so what's your point?

MY POINT IS THAT NOT ONLY DO I NOT WANT TO EXPERIENCE THAT MYSELF, I ALSO DON'T WANT YOU TO GO THROUGH THAT.

Awww, babe-

BECAUSE YOU WOULD BLAME ME FOR AT LEAST A YEAR IF I LET THAT HAPPEN. There was smugness radiating off Michael.

Ugh. You're a baby. Adam, remembering what he was supposed to be doing, put the last items on the shelf, a little more forcefully than necessary. Just as he started leaving the aisle, he spotted Jenna coming back

ASK HER HOW HER EX-BOYFRIEND DAVE IS, Michael urged him.

No, shut up, that's creepy.

HATE IT TO BREAK IT TO YOU, BUT SHE ALREADY THINKS YOU'RE A CREEP.

… She does?

YEAH, SHE WAS TELLING DAVE ALL ABOUT IT. AND LAST WEEK, SHE COMPLAINED ABOUT YOU TO HER FRIEND ALLISON, WHO APPARENTLY TOLD HER TO 'SNITCH ON YOU' TO THE MANAGER IF YOU EVER DID ANYTHING WRONG.

Oh! Was that why the manager had called him to his office on Thursday? Adam narrowed his eyes, then put on a smile when Jenna noticed him.

“Hey Jenna! How's Dave?” Adam asked cheerfully.

Her face fell immediately, eyes almost bugging out of her head. While she was still gaping, obviously unable to form an answer, Adam turned away and walked off. Let her think he was a creep or whatever.

At least he was able to keep a boyfriend. For several hundreds of years, no less.

Adam grinned. Maybe he should rub that in her face, actually.

If he already had a reputation as a weirdo, he might as well go all out.

[marigarb]

Sometimes a gray cat runs into Adam’s house. Adam has no idea that the cat is not real.

Headcanon where Michael changes his projection in Adam’s head to an animal one.

P.S. Adam of course almost immediately guesses that the cat is Michael but acts as if he doesn’t know about it. He gets a cozy purr from Michael :)

for @midamweek Day 6: Secret

[klayr-de-gall]

Day 5 - 11:52pm

Good night

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Sleeping covered in warm fluffy wings is the absolute dream.

This concludes the “Adam’s Birthday” Art Saga! There are not enough words on how much I love the two of them and how grateful I am for this fandom and it’s Nr. 1 fan that inspired this whole day!

Adam’s Birthday shenanigans inspired by Jake Abel answering a question about what Michael and Adam would do on that day.

For everyone who screamed at me in the Tags and made this day extra special: I see you and I love you 💙

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[tomietom473]

Drawings I did for a little Midam week in a fb group. 💕

Michael loves dinosaurs (headcanon)

Subjects : birthday and gift

[klayr-de-gall]

Day 5 - 10:37pm

It’s canon now~

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I’m blaming Mr. Jabel for this one. (Let’s be real, It was just a matter of time before I would draw them both in a more… compromising position. XD

The full artwork can be found on twitter

Adam’s Birthday shenanigans inspired by Jake Abel answering a question about what Michael and Adam would do on that day.

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[klayr-de-gall]

Day 5 - 09:19pm

Birthday Kisses

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We all have seen the video by now and know where that will lead.

Adam’s Birthday shenanigans inspired by Jake Abel answering a question about what Michael and Adam would do on that day.

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[mercurialkitty]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Prompt: Adam’s birthday and the Feast of St. Michael

Summary: Adam wants to give Michael his birthday.

Tags include: Michael/Adam, de-consecrated church becomes a brewery with tap room, birthday fluff, feast day of Michael the archangel, adam's birthday, adam milligan

@midamweek

Michael knows that there is something unique about the location.

[tomietom473]

Participating in the Midam week, a little late but trying. I'm sorry for my English, even if I don't upload this in order, some topics are difficult for me to translate.

Day 3

Here is a Midam drawing referring to a manga cover, I always wanted a Midam version so here it is.

Dejó Link :

https://mobile.twitter.com/farewell_0o0/status/1372221909782437894

[klayr-de-gall]

Day 5 - 06:55pm

Galaxies in your wings.

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Michael showing off the Galaxies and stars he made himself.

Adam’s Birthday shaningans inspired by Jake Abel answering a question about what Michael and Adam would do on that day.

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[mercurialkitty]

The Ministry of Brewing

Midam Week fic

Prompt: Adam’s birthday and the Feast of St. Michael

Inspired by this news story and this website. I have never actually been, so much is made up. Soon to be added to my AO3.

Michael knows that there is something unique about the location.

Even cloaking his senses to fulfill Adam’s request of “close your eyes — you know what I mean” Michael notes a singular familiarity, and a strange mixture of divine and human that should be shocking, but feels warm and homey. It’s a bit like Adam and him together.

“Ok, take over.”

Michael lets his divinity flow out a bit and looks through Adam’s eyes. It’s one of his churches, but it isn’t one of his churches. Old reactions die hard, and his first thought is blasphemy, but he lets his grace seek the space, and finds comfort there. The ground has been de-consecrated through ritual, but it’s still imbued with the sacred that no human act can undo. There is a long marble counter, and above is a sign that reads “Offerings” which he senses Adam snickering at, and which has listings with strange names, like The Point and Lady Day.

He rotates Adam’s body, taking in the space with physical vision. He sees tables instead of pews. He can’t help but smile when he reaches the front and sees the sign that reads, The Ministry of Brewing. There are flags for the state and country and the rainbow flag that makes Adam smile.

He feels Adam’s contentment and joy and with a passing caress of his grace lets him know that he feels it, too. “Thank you, Adam, but I don’t know why you’re giving me the gift on your birthday.”

“Between us, let’s consider it our birthday. Besides, my gift from you is being the one in charge today.”

“Very well; although, you’re in charge most days.”

Adam takes over so he can laugh loud and strong and lose his breath over it. He’s still catching his breath as he says, “The bartender and the catering lady are getting curious.”

“Hm,” murmurs Michael. He barely registered their presence.

“Now like we practiced,” Adam tells Michael with mock sternness.

“Yes, Dear.” Adam glows at that. Michael has learned that a well-timed, dry “yes dear” has quite an effect.

Michael pushes gently with his grace. He may be rusty, but he’s still the most powerful archangel in the universe. The bartender and caterer now believe that they see (and have seen enter) two men. One is slim with sandy blonde hair, blue eyes, and an open, smiling face, speaking with expressive and lovely hands. The other seems taller and stockier, with hair that might be brown, but he’s somehow difficult to describe. They have a better read of his energy, a powerful corporate or maybe military type, used to being in charge, even dressed down in jeans. But then again, there’s a softness, and gentle kind of strength there when he looks at the other man.

The bartender is curious about their relationship, but there’s no judgement. If anything there’s a sense of blessing to it — a strong desire that all those who walk in the door be happy in their time there, and in their unknown lives outside in the world. Michael is deeply touched by it.

“Hello, welcome to The Ministry of Brewing. Hope you enjoy it! I figure not many people would rent out the whole space for their first-time visit,” says the bartender.

“Well, it’s only for 45 minutes, and then everyone else can celebrate with us,” says Adam. He gives a nod to the caterer who smiles and nods back, rushing off to get her carts and helper.

“It’s very generous,” says the bartender.

Adam shrugs it off with an embarrassed look, which the bartender takes as his cue to change the subject. “Can I get you two a flight to start, or do you want a tour?”

“Definitely a flight,” declares Adam. “So what do you want to try?”

“I have no idea, Adam.”

Adam shakes his head, as if sadly disappointed, but he’s really happy. “How about a Cider, LBB, Rebuilding Year, and Figure it Oat?”

The bartender taps a knuckle on the bar in agreement, and says, “Great. I’ll have that right out.”

Michael is not in a physical body, but distinction doesn’t matter too much. He raises an eyebrow. “Rebuilding Year? Is that what we’re in?”

“Maybe you should try the Figure it Oat first?”

They lightly bicker until the flight comes. It takes some hiding of eyes and a slight concentration on Michael’s part to maintain the illusion, but they successfully flit back and forth between Adam’s body to sample the flight.

The bartender looks toward his perception of Michael. “What do you think?”

“I liked the LBB.”

The bartender smiles with joy, realization, and a chuckle, saying, “Of course, it’s an American blonde.”

Now Adam and Michael are both blushing, physicality not mattering. The bartender basks in the success of his joke. The caterer comes up, along with new people who are some of the owners. They go around with introductions and typical human niceties.

“Are you ready for us to open to the public?”

“Sure, bring them in.”

With a few nods the place opens, and as people stream in, one of the owners goes to a small microphone stand. “Hello everyone. This is a special day at The Ministry of Brewing, it’s the Feast Day of the Archangel Michael, and as you probably know, the original church that became our building was a St. Michael’s. It also happens to be a birthday party!”

A few cheers go out and the speaker continues. “We don’t usually serve food. As always, you can bring in food from the food truck outside, but today there’s free birthday cake. Ingredients are listed, and if you have allergies, please check out the cards carefully. Caterers will help serve all afternoon, so enjoy!”

There’s a round of applause and some people line up for cake first, while others gather near Michael and Adam by the bar, or find tables. Adam focuses on the people coming in, watching them with great interest. Michael looks at Adam fondly. He breaks away for a moment to consider the bartender.

Michael knew when he first looked at his brown skin that it would be possible to look into both his soul and the stories his ancestors left within his physical body’s genetics and see a history of colonization and brutality, much of it done in his father’s — no not a father — Chuck’s name. But Michael didn’t dig and gave him his human privacy. Michael looks at all the people in the room who surely have rights to sorrow and anger.

They’ve all gone through so much, and the humans in the room may not realize it, but they are finally free of interference from heaven. They will have the freedom to make this world a better place. Michael turns back to Adam.

Adam is so full of the desire to share, to make other people’s lives better. He’s full of ideas about what they should do, and Michael is content to follow. Michael should have been bound to fate, but instead he had the good luck to meet Adam Milligan.

Michael reaches out to Adam, and as Adam smiles, Michael moves to touch a bit of grace to Adam’s soul. Adam leans into it and the people around them see a brief but deep kiss between two people clearly in love.

A voice comes on and says, “Everyone, let’s sing happy birthday to Michael!”

Michael and Adam turn to the center of the room as many strangers become family for a moment and sing to them.

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Nudging @tuometarr since you were my Midam gateway

[jumptheshark]

midamweek day 5: happy 29th!!

aka it’s 7am and adam Just woke up

[inochian]

i can feel your heart beating with mine underneath the stars, looking for a sign

@midamweek day 5: interstellar