In my original Ava/Adriel concept, he was an actual fallen angel, and there was a scene of him doing this.
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In my original Ava/Adriel concept, he was an actual fallen angel, and there was a scene of him doing this.
Mother Superion: you can't bring him here
Ava, grabbing Adriel's hand: ma'm, that's my emotional support false prophet
"If I give you the Halo, what will you do with it?"
"I will revert to what I once was - a being of Heaven."
"An angel?"
"An angel, yes. I will bring the light, and I will cast out the dark."
Warrior Nun (Revelation 2:10)
Ava and Adriel are NOT cooperating. I'm writing Ch 2 of And the Sea became Blood. It's meant to be Enemies to Lovers (aka Villain annoys Heroine until she falls in love with him), so they're supposed to lock horns, but they're being civil. For fuck's sake, they're at some party, discussing how neither knew their dad. What is happening here.
Also, I'm not sure what's more scandalous - the fact that Archangel Michael will fall in love with the Antichrist, or the fact that she's bordering on functional alcoholism... She's having a hard time, let her be.
I've decided that Ava Silva
despises Spongebob.
Why?
For the plot of her villain annoys heroine until she falls in love with him, of course.
An endless list of favourite ships: Ava Silva x Adriel (Warrior Nun)
And you thought your OTP was a rarepair?..
Adriel: did you know butterflies drink blood when given the chance? It makes sense, for such frail, bewitching creature to be so cruel... I'll cut my palm open, and catch her like a butterfly. I could crush her in my clutches, yet I'll only caress her beautiful, delicate wings, and admire her, bringing my very life to her as an offering...
Vincent: my Lord, I'm going to take the bottle now