Dec 26, 2024
midam art I made along with my fic angel in the snow for the archangels discord secret santa!! happy holidays @michaelmilligan 🤗
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midam art I made along with my fic angel in the snow for the archangels discord secret santa!! happy holidays @michaelmilligan 🤗
midam girlies pspspsps
personal favorite details under the cut, click for quality, etc
A preview of... “Never Leave”
Author: @avalonsilver
Artist: @golby-moon
Rating: Teen and Up
Archive warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Featured characters: Michael, Adam Milligan
Featured relationships: Michael/Adam Milligan
Length: 10,000 words
Tags: Fantasy AU, Angst, Hurt/Comfort, Magic, Sick Michael
Summary:
Michael is the Archangel King of Katol, a kingdom in Solace.
A decade ago, Katol was cursed by the Warlock Medraut. Every angel within the kingdom must soul bond with a human. Otherwise, the angel will suffer persistent illness.
A black unicorn– a human who can transform– from Solace can break the curse.
One night, a 20-year old Adam collapses outside Michael’s palace.
With Adam, Michael can be freed of the sickness through soul bonding.
But Adam has a secret.
Because, to Michael’s surprise, the Warlock Medraut didn't destroy every black unicorn in the world of Solace after all.
Excerpt:
Adam bowed his head to him. “Thank you, Your Majesty… Michael…” he finished, saying his name tentatively.
He opened the door and looked back at Michael.
Adam said in a solemn voice, “Good night, Your Majesty.”
“Good night, Adam. Sleep well.”
Michael watched him walk out of his room.
“I wish you would not leave,” Michael said quietly to himself.
Perhaps this was weak of him. As a King and an Archangel– leader of angels– he should not be so attached to one human man.
But his heart steered him toward Adam. The bit of soul he had within him– as all angels had a soul even if their grace was the greater part of their essence– grew happy when Adam was near. Even before Michael soul bonded with the human.
Michael desired to listen to his heart.
He felt himself growing hot and there was an irritating tickle in his throat. He coughed, realizing the faulty soul bond was failing as he had told Adam. He sat on the edge of his bed, hand over his mouth as a painful coughing fit seized him, making his chest hurt.
He prayed the man would soon be willing to trust Michael enough to permit a proper soul bond.
Michael feared he could not take another ten years of this persistent sickness.
Posting date: March 1, 2025!
midam and their new iphone 12, in blue.
neither of them know what to do with it but adams letting michael try and figure it out.
oh, thats why
I haven't drawn the midam in my new art style yet, so here you go :)
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I'll take "things I won't finish before the end of midam appreciation week" for five hundred
“What We Deserve” - Posting Wednesday, July 5
Author: butterflyslinky ( @butterflyslinky ) Artist: Klayr De Gall ( @klayr-de-gall ) Rating: Explicit Featured characters: Adam, Michael, Sam, Dean Featured relationships: Adam/Michael, Implied Dean/Castiel Length: 6,169 Tags: Hurt/Comfort, Post 15x19, Wing Kink, Major Character Injury
Summary: Adam wakes up in a meadow, with Michael next to him, badly injured and with his wings present. He turns to his brothers for shelter to care for his angel.
Excerpt:
Adam pulled the cart over and started grabbing everything he knew how to use safely and got to work, grateful that he had grown up with a nurse who had taught him a lot.
It was slow going. Every time Adam thought he’d managed to finish cleaning a wound, it would start bleeding again, way too fast to let him bandage anything effectively. Michael barely moved throughout the process, groaning and whimpering in pain as Adam did his best to treat all his injuries.
“I know, darling,” Adam said. “I’m almost done, then we can take care of your wings, okay? Just hang in there.”
Michael stared at him with foggy eyes, clearly trying to beg for it to stop, and Adam’s heart broke seeing him like this. Michael had always been strong, the Archangel who had led Heaven for so many centuries, who had kept Adam safe for so long. Lucifer tortured them, yes, but Michael had never let Adam feel it. He had held Adam’s soul safely in his grace, cradled him away from all the pain and torment. And when Lucifer was finally gone…
It had almost been good. Michael and Adam had space and silence to get to know each other. Without distraction, they talked, and touched, and with no other company, they very quickly fell in love.
And now the strong, kind man who had cared for Adam for centuries lay battered and flayed on a dungeon floor.
It was all Adam could do to keep his hands steady. But at last, he finished cleaning and stitching and bandaging. Michael resembled little more than a mummy, but it was better to look at than burned and bleeding flesh.