#angeladriel

[malfoytrash-blog]

•sticky note• there's a brunette living in your house. she's an angel—like literal angel... well, she used to be. anyways she really likes you and you really like her and you two are kind of perfect for each other

MY MUSE HAS LOST THEIR MEMORY AND IS RELYING ON STICKY NOTES STREWN AROUND TO GUIDE THEM.

[ Now he was in his manor, reading this particular note left for him. The words were strange, causing his knees to weaken him until he was sitting on the edge of his bed. Eyes flickered over it once.

                                                    Twice.

                                               A Third time just to see if this was actually real.]

[An angel——a real angel was living at his house? It—-She—-why was she here?]

[He got up from the large bed with the nice sheets and moved across the cold floor to the window. It was a manor and the sight briefly took his breath away. Emerald coated in snow from winter was seen in the garden and the bushes. Frost came up on the glass and as he looked away, he could assume this was his house.

               All his house?

                                Was this all….his?

And this angel? Where was she if she was real. He liked her and by the context, it seemed to be romantically. He was romantically involved with an angel? Holy hell.]

[malfoytrash-blog]

casusplumus 

Adriel perked up. She’d been trying to make sure she looked nice for him. They were to go to a ball, and Draco had leant her one of his mother’s dresses. It was a sleek, simple dark blue dress that brought her eyes out. Her hair was coming down in soft waves, a few locks pinned away from her face.

"I’m coming, I’m coming," the words could have been annoyed, but a smile was audible in her voice. 

Slipping on her shoes, Adriel descended the steps to where she’d heard his voice. “What do you think?” She paused and stood straight.

Fidgeting with the dark blue tie he was wearing in order to match with the dress his mother helped pick out, he had called for her upstairs to ask when she was coming down. Honestly, what if his fallen angel spontaneously tried to see if she could still fly? That'd be a disaster.

As he heard the sound of heels against the stairs, he brushed his hands down the front of his suit for imaginary creases. Silver eyes drew up and watched her descend the stairs...and it nearly took the breath away from him. It was as cheesy as hell and he loathed the feeling of being breathless...vulnerable to the eye...but he had to give her some credit for doing so as well.

         "--I'd say if you weren't my date...I'd probably steal you away." was the response that left him as he approached the stairs to help her the rest down. "Are you ready?" he asked, truly curious. After all...she was an angel. Did she even know what a dance was?

[malusangelus-archive-blog]

★

Send me a ‘★’ and I will tell you how my character feels about yours.

Adriel.

Michael isn’t sure how to feel about Adriel. On the one hand, she’s his sister, and he loves her dearly, perhaps even more so now given everything that’s happened. But then on the other hand, she’s fallen, she’s practically human, and that’s the very thing he’s fighting against.

For all his bravado about eradicating mankind, and any siblings that oppose him in his mission, if Adriel stood before him, I don’t think he’d be able to pull the proverbial trigger.

Basically he just wants his baby sister to be okay~

[malfoytrash-blog]

(hs au) {text to: Draco ...}; What paragraphs did we decide I would write? Intro, the comparison/analyzation one and...?

{text}: Ummmmmmmmmmm………..

{text}: i dunno

[one minute later]

{text}: you have the sheet that says who does what maybe you should be more organized.

[malfoytrash-blog]

{break his heart} "Adriel was in a car accident and—well, she's not coming back this time. I'm sorry."

"Are you fucking——

                     Why the hell was she in a muggle vehicl——

how? She fucking lives at a Wizard Manor miles from those bloody things. She’s probably doing something weird as we speak.”

ooc: if you didn’t say ‘she’s not coming back this time’ it would have been highschool!au and his heart would have broke.

RIP OUT MY CHARACTER’S HEART IN ONE SENTENCE.

[malfoytrash-blog]

⌘[mainverse] ⌘[hsau]

FOR EVERY “⌘” I GET, I’LL CONFESS A SECRET.

[mainverse]

"I’ve got scars…all over my torso from dark magic someone back at school—" cough "Potter" cough "—did to me. I don’t know what to think of them…but ever since you burned me with your stupid wings? It scares me, looking in the mirror and not recognizing myself."

[hs au]

"I was never going to throw that party. I was probably going to watch James Bond in our theater and eat a tub of icecream."

[malusangelus-archive-blog]

moonlitxwings started following you

Sister.

[scarredbyxhellfire-a]

//oh my god i love your dean; you manage to capture every single layer in him; he's so deep and human.