highway to hell

heyyy i'm nova and this is a satan & me fanblog

[satanandspace-blog]

title » 4:20 Blaze It

pairing » Lailix

summary » Surprisingly enough, Felix picks up quite a few pop-culture references while Laila is at school. 

warnings » Nada

author’s note » I wrote this at 1 am last night when I found the prompt pls don’t judge lmao

Laila shifted the straps of her backpack, gaze locked onto Felix. He didn't seem to notice her. Sprawled on her couch, T.V. remote dangling limply from his fingers, gaze glued to E!, he was completely content with ignoring her. She shifted again, louder this time, and even cleared her throat. No reaction. Laila had been standing in front of him for about five minutes, just returned from school, and he hadn't even batted an eyelash. Either Keeping Up with the Kardashians was far more interesting than her, or he just hadn't bothered to say hello yet. She wouldn't be surprised if it was either. "Uh, Felix?" At the sound of her voice did he finally snap to attention. Craning his neck, Felix mumbled a "hey" and made to return to his show. Laila rubbed at her temples. He obviously wasn't going to say any more until the commercial break, and maybe not even then. "I'm gonna go... Take a nap." What else could she do? He had been acting lethargic for the past few weeks, so this kind of behavior was all old news. It was true Felix had staked out on her only bed, but he looked too engrossed to be interrupted. Plus, the show was the only thing he had shown a speck of interest in, and she didn't want to take that from him. Who knew what Felix would do if she denied him his only joy? Everyone in a mile vicinity knew he had a temper. So Laila grabbed a pillow and a blanket, and retreated elsewhere to take her nap. The corner seemed kind of cozy...? The girl made her way over, fluffing up the pillow and curling up. What time was it? 2:57. Okay, she'd set an alarm for 4:30. And a few beeps later, once her wake up call was set, Laila was fast asleep. PHWEEEEEEEEEET! PHWEEEEEEEEEET! Laila jerked awake violently, smacking her head against the wall as an airhorn blew sharp and loud against her ear. "What the FU - " Slapping hands on her ears, she whirled to confront who had woken her. Felix stood above her, two airhorns in hand, a wide grin stretched across his lips and tinted sunglasses shading his eyes. "HAPPY 4:20 BLAZE IT, LAILA!" Oh God, this was not happening. She risked a glance at her watch. 4:20 pm, exactly. "Felix, I hate you." The girl muttered, rubbing her eyes. Felix merely burst out laughing, plopping himself by her makeshift bed to lean into her lap. "You humans have amazing customs. Why didn't I know of this? 4:20 am and pm sharp everyday we can celebrate the blazing with airhorns and marijuana-themed accessories." "Oh, god no." She glared at him, but a smile made its way onto her softening features. "Bet on it." Felix dared. "I would have worn some sick weed sunglasses I saw earlier, but the straight white boys were crowding around it and I was too scared to grab one for myself. Next time, though." Laila giggled. "Damn. I thought I could protect you from Snoop Dogg for a little longer. How'd you learn about it, anyway?" Almost as an afterthought, she ducked down to casually peck him on the lips as a sort of I-forgive-you-for-nearly-giving-me-a-heart-attack. The kiss stretched for a few seconds, until Felix broke away to answer mildly, "MTV? E! Network? I can't remember. It was great, though. Smoke weed everyday and the whole shebang." Laila tilted her gaze up to the ceiling, a grin dancing on her lips. "Good, then. I'm canceling cable." "WHAT!?"

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Milky Way core rising over Mt. Rainier

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[alexstrasz-deactivated20210205]

For the 100 palette challenge thing, could you do Pax in palette 100 plz? :3

Demon Pax AKA a very angry blueberry

[satanandspace-blog]

heyy so i’m gonna start on 2 chapter fics but i need names for both?? one is a natan highschool au where natalie is a kind, straight-A student and satan gets into fights constantly and they form a sort of weird relationship friendship. the second is an angel!michaelie college au (bc apparently i like cheesy overrated aus) in which natalie and michael live across the hall from each other... so any names would be awesome pls help?

[cinnamelwrites]

Tension Rising

Title: Tension Rising Rating: M – This is NSFW! Pairing(s): Natan Warnings: Sexual language, masturbation, cursing Summary: Pain wasn’t the only thing they shared. Of course Satan would make sure she knew that at the worst possible times. Word Count: 2,528 Author’s Note:  First NSFW fic! Y’all requested this, so I hope you enjoy!

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[penicillium-pusher]

“girls only wear makeup and dress nice for guys!”

false. 

[tanegledinthegreatescape-deacti]

Twinkle twinkle little slut Name a guy you haven’t fucked. Was he skinny? Was he tall? Nevermind you did them all. Twinkle twinkle little bitch Close your legs it smells like fish.

[sushinfood]

Twinkle twinkle little shit Try to think of this a bit: Does it affect You at all Who has sex or none at all? No it doesn’t, little shit, Shut your fucking mouth you twit.

[hitmeupscotty]

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Centaurus A

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631 Exposures Blended - Cloverdale, CA

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[delightfully-danni]

Before I read all the words behind Gabe in that amazing pic you drew I thought it was that "what the fuck did you say to me.." navy seal meme thing oh my lord i cant breathe omg

there was no way i wasn’t doodling this

[delightfully-danni]

I love that you ship michaelie tbh, It's amazing.

I’m a multishipper so there’s not many pairings I don’t ship. I think Michaelie is steadily becoming more popular, which is great because their dynamic is hilarious. Party hard Michaelie shipper

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Barred spiral galaxy NGC 6217

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[satanandspace-blog]

title » Kiss My Ass

pairing » Angel!Michaelie

summary » After an unfortunate misunderstanding, Michael takes Natalie’s figurative comment a little too literally…

warnings » Waist-down nudity and stripping.

author’s note » Just a little Michaelie to get back into the swing of things :’) I have like… 16 unfinished fics that I need to edit and then I’ll swamp everyone’s dash lmao. Also, this was a prompt on o//tp–pr//ompts but I lost the original post bc I’m very organized and smart. And no, it’s not that dirty. Okay maybe a little.

“Michael!” Natalie shouted up to her room. Poised at the bottom of the stairs, hands on hips, and cooking stains dotting her apron, she looked exactly like a disgruntled mom. “Hmm?” The archangel poked his head out to peer down at her. “Yeah, gingersnap?” “You left your mess all over the living room. Come on, Michael! You can’t expect me to pick all that up! I’m already a busy woman!” She groaned, gesturing wildly to the scattering of empty chip bags and ruffled couch. A grin sparked on Michael’s lips. “Oh, that?” “Yes, that, you idiot! Clean it up!” The angel stepped from behind the wall, his bare chest gleaming in the hallway lights. Natalie all but stopped breathing. “I’m sorry?” He seemed to float down the steps, jeans hanging dangerously low on his hips, revealing to her ravenous gaze a happy trail and pristine white boxers. “I didn’t quite hear.” He purred as he clasped a hand gently on her chin. “Come on, Michael,” Natalie pleaded. But her spite was already seeping. “Clean it up…” “How about you kiss me first?” He bartered, leaning in so close she could feel the brush of his breath on her lips. “That work is so hard… I don’t know if I can manage on such low energy. Just a little kiss to charge me up, hmm?” Natalie was sinking into him, her resolve almost crumbled when she finally snapped back to attention. “Woah woah woah, hang in there mister! You can get a kiss after you clean the living room.” Michael slumped back in defeat. “Come on now, don’t be like that. Can’t you at least help me?” The angel begged, attempting to reconstruct the classic “puppy face” on his own features. “You made the mess in the first place!” “Please?” “Kiss my ass.” His eyes lit up an electric azure. “Is that a challenge?” Natalie blanched, pulling away from him. “Wh – I – ” Michael was already on the move. He lunged at her, gripping her hips and propelling her towards him. “A noble archangel never backs down from a challenge, especially not one so appealing and charged by such a beautiful damsel - ” “MICHAEL! For the love of God what are you – ” “God, indeed, Natalie. My father would be proud of me. His brave son, on a quest to fulfill the beautiful damsel’s needs!” “Needs? Needs?! Michael, don’t you even dare!” Natalie thwacked his caramel hair, sending it into a disarray. Even though she had barely touched him, he wailed as if he’d been stabbed through the chest. “Oh, dad, not the hair!” “Let’s see how noble you are now, archangel!” With a battle cry, Nat launched herself on top of Michael, straddling him down and pinning his arms so he couldn’t fix his thick locks, now falling chaotically all over his face. His eyes burned with a playful fire. “Oh, playing dirty now? It’s on, gingersnap!” He flicked his wrists in a quick, fluid motion, and before Natalie could react she was grabbing thin air as he rolled her over and kept her down by digging both knees into her thighs. Such actions on his behalf elicited a frantic cry of, “Ow, ow, ow, Michael! Back off, back off! Truce! Time out!” His back hunched as he leaned down to breathe a kiss against her ear, sending shivers down her spine. “There’s no time out in the war of love, gingersnap.” He chastened gently (although he did soften his grip). “I hate you soooooo much,” Nat hissed at him. “I get that a lot.” The archangel replied with a smirk. “Now, what was that you said earlier?” Gritting her teeth, she braced herself. “I said - ” Natalie kicked up, knocking Michael clean off her, “ – you can – ” She rose and slammed a heel solidly down on his chest. “  – kiss my – ” The girl ducked so that her nose was inches from his, her hair falling out of her bun and brushing up against his cheeks. “ – ass.” Silence stretched on, until Michael’s lips split into a grin. “I’m impressed, gingersnap. You’re good at this.” Natalie mimicked his voice. “I get that a lot.” He exhaled deeply, his eyes slipping closed and his chest falling flat. Confused, Natalie could only stare. “Michael?” No response. “Uh… Michael?” Still, quiet. Natalie cocked her head. What was he playing at? “Michael? What’re you – ” With a sudden flash of movement, Michael’s eyes snapped open and he was rocketing off the floor, caging her in the corner with two tensed arms. “M-Michael! What the heck! You scared me, you prick!” “Forefit?” “Never!” “As you wish,” And with a smugness that was almost tangible, Michael dropped to his knees and hooked two fingers tantalizingly slowly on the straps of her shorts. “MICHAEL! Get off me! I swear to God - ” “You forget, gingersnap. I’m God’s favorite child. Would you like to request an audience with him and discuss his most successful angel’s nobility?” That shut her up. He tugged downwards gently, until the lacy trim of her pink underwear was visible. Her breath hitched with anticipation. He tugged more, and more, and more, until the shorts were entirely off, falling to the floor in a heap of teal fabric. He let her stand there for a moment, a blush creeping up her neck before he finally made the second move: pressing a soft, tender kiss just below her tail bone. Once he had pulled back, lingering far too long with the kiss, Natalie whirled from her position, yanked up her shorts, and shoved him in the chest, hard. Michael had been caught in unawares, so he fell, but managed to snatch onto Natalie’s wrist as he went down. They both sprawled to the floor, giggling like children despite the heat of the previous situation. “Hey, gingersnap?” “…Yeah?” “I won.” “Oh my God, SHUT UP!”

[whistlingsunshine-blog]

Blackout Storms End.

Title: Blackout Storms End.

Fandom: “Satan and Me.” by orange-plum

Pairing: Holy Water (Archangel Michael/Kristi Lange)

Rating: R (they kind of do the do? You can take it as you will.)

Description: Her kisses drove him half mad. He didn’t mind it.

Prompt: So I wrote Blackout Storms and I started this like, right after I wrote that (like a month ago), and I promised I’d finish this and NOW HERE U GO. Kind of for skeletabutt for drawing me some kristi art <333 ENJOY YOUR PORN U NERDS.

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[thisiskindagross]

I had to make a character head for my final at school, so I designed Archangel Michael. I think he turned out OK.

[cinnamart]

A son of a stepfather A son of a I’m so sorry

he uses Pantene and waxes his horns daily

[katiehime-draws]

commission for hippywhippy!! thank you for commissioning me and i hope you enjoy it! <3