[alternate-simp]

"When I'm with you"

Alternate gabriel x reader

A short fluff drabble

"I adore the earth you walk on my sweetest lamb"

His voice lulled me out of sleep

"Lamb," he cooed. As one of his arms was draped over my side, the other arm leaned on my shoulder as he traced small shaped onto my skin. The blankets were soft and warm under atouch. The orange sunlight gleamed in from the large stained window, adorning the room and him in Dwight shades of purple, blue, and yellow, allowing them to shine brightly and beautifully against the cool dark walls of the room

"My lamb, I know you're awake," he murmured as he pressed a soft kiss to my neck. His lips feeling Luke warm against my skin

"Mmmm," I groaned at him as I rolled over, burying my face into his bare chest. "I don't want to get out of bed," a deep chuckle erupted for his throat, the sound being smooth and velvety

"My dear, who said you had to get out of bed?" He mused as he traced his hand up to my chin."In my realm, you have nothing to worry about anymore "

"Oh...that's right...I forgot," I mumbled as I spotted even closer to him. His arms enveloped me in an embrace as he dipped his head down onto my shoulder. He smelled of sandal wood and fire

"Are you hungry, my dearest?" He asked."You know that I can give you anything you crave.. Anything at all," I hummed at his response, nuzzling into his toned arms

"No, I just want to lay here with you," I chimed to him. His body went soft and limp as he allowed himself to put more weight on my form. "That's all I want right now"

"My most divine and precious gem, I could lay here by your side for eternity and never once dare to think about leaving~" he professed, planting a single soft kiss to my lips

[peterquillputasso]

MEU PIOR DIA (EP-1)

Suki acabou acordando do seu soninho profundo no sofá, quando acordou, viu seu pai, com uma faca na mão ensanguentado, enquanto viu a sua mãe morta no chão, e ela sentiu uma aura pesada, tão pesada que fez ela ficar totalmente atordoada, ela era apenas uma menina, mas conseguiu perceber que algo estava errado. Não só porque havia um defunto ferido das piores formas possíveis em sua frente, mas sim ver o seu pai falando com algo... Ou alguém...

A sua curiosidade aumentava cada vez mais, pois seu pai não parava de chamar de alguém de "mestre" e ela lentamente se aproxima dele, mas cada vez que ela chegava perto, mais uma forte dor vinha sob sua cabeça, e ela não conseguiu aguentar, e então. Ela caiu no chão, desmaiando.

Se passaram dias e a criança acabou acordando, bem assustada e com medo, pensando que havia tido terrível pesadelo com seu pai, e quando focou mais o seu olhar, ela se viu num hospital infantil, com desenhos em e detalhes pastéis ali, e uma enfermeira estava cuidando dela e de outros pacientes.

— Olá pequena, você está bem? Se machucou? — A enfermeira pergunta para ela, fazendo perguntas superficiais.

— O que houve? O que aconteceu com meu pai? — A jovem pergunta, com pequenas lágrimas de saudade nos olhinhos.

— O seu pai? Querida... — Se aproxima ao seu lado. — Ele não está mais aqui, ele sumiu há dias.

Quando ela escutou isso, foi como se ela recebesse um tiro ou algo assim, e ela começou a chorar. Meu pai me abandonou! Ela pensou. E a pobre criança agora estava sem chão, primeiro, a sua mãe se foi, e agora... Seu pai que ela amava tanto e que era o seu herói, simplesmente sumiu... Deixando ela sozinha para sempre.

Agora, Suki foi deixada num orfanato, ela ainda estava curiosa do que poderia ter acontecido naquele dia. Justamente, ela estava bastante deprimida com isso, mas estava determinada da caramba querendo achar seu pai e sobre o que havia acontecido.

Isso resultou numa perda razoável de foco em seus estudos, e fez ela praticamente perder sua vida social, muitos julgavam ela como "insensível" demais, tendo uma personalidade forte e brava, fazendo ela fazer coisas sem pensar, nenhuma terapia dava certo, e ninguém a entendia e o brilho que ela tinha foi lentamente caindo aos pedaços e nesse tempo, ela havia contraído um certo vício em cafeína, e o Flashback daqueles tempos felizes que ela sempre teve com seu pai, Shiro, sempre rondavam a sua mente, e isso a fazia ter crises de choro e ataques de pânico. Ela permaneceu presa em seu passado, querendo achar respostas. Mas sem sucesso.

E isso é apenas o começo da jornada dela e de tudo.

(OBS: Me desculpe se tá mui curto)

@satannael

lycan-fangs asked:

Can I request some really sweet fluff moments with Alt Gabriel and his s/o? Just anything sweet that comes to mind that they'd do :)

alternate-simp answered:

IM SO SORRY THIS TOOK SO LONG. I made this short and sweet to maximize how many things i can fit in one post

Alternate gabriel

• He like to sit and eat with his s/o. Even tho he doesn’t really NEED to eat. He’ll come and grab a plate Gove himself a small serving and just sit there in silence to eat with them. If he doesn’t feel like eating he’ll just sit there silently with them
• He loves to start fires…so he’s perfect for bringing along on a camping trip if you don’t want to deal with setting up the campfire. Just…keep an eye on him. He’s also very pleasant to have around. He won’t complain about any hikes or activities that his s/o wants to do.
• He loves to indulge in gossiping with his s/o… he gets very invested and loves to criticize the people his s/o is telling him about. He loves to be a hater with his s/o
• He also loves to gossip about entities in his past. Mostly the arch angels and other holy beings. It’s been a good couple thousand years but he still loves to gossip about them to his s/o. It can be sweet of his s/o likes to gossip
• He also loves to spend time by fire quite often in his own realm. So pictures, him and his s/o sitting by a very bright burning fire in a large fireplace in his mannor just enjoying each other’s presence

Angel gabriel

• He loves following his s/o around while running errands. Getting groceries? He’s there pushing the cart. Running out real quick to get gas? Let him pump it for you (the first time he doesn’t this he does spill the gas….better hope gas prices weren’t insanely high then)
• He will read books to his s/o. Any kind of books too. Obviously his first choice would be the Bible.but after alternate gabriel messed up everything….he would rather not to save himself the headache. He likes to read romance books and adventure books to his s/o
• He’d also love to take classes with his s/o. His s/o saw a Pottery class they wanted to take. Sign him up too! A sewing class?? He already has a grasp, but he’ll go. He could learn more!
• He also likes to tell his s/o about his past life. But not in a gossipy way, more of a nice reminiscing on the past way. He could tell his s/o about it for hours
• He loves to cook with his s/o, it’s always fun to him. Even if the dish doesn’t come out good at all, he still makes the experience fun and light hearted.
• He will drag his s/o with him to pet an animal in public (if the animal has an owner he asks permission first) him and his s/on WILL pet the animal

handmemydamntortilla asked:

Tumblr user @midromiell asked a banger of an ask, love them for that. The idea of pampering the living fuck outta these dudes sounds amazing, but since they only asked about Alt Gabriel, what about your sweet angel? How would he react to it?

Swear to god I get that stupid ass fluttering feeling in my chest when I read about your angel. It’s spooky but so addicting. I need to consume more of that.

Also I’m glad to see you’re back on!🙏💕

alternate-simp answered:

AHHH this took so long! Sorry for the wait! I’ve been SO BUSY! With school ending. And then really stupid family drama 🥲👍 but it is done!

Relax

Angel gabriel x reader

“You should take a break, you might overwork yourself babe” I told the angel, he shook his head at me.

“My dove don’t be silly! I can’t overwork myself! I’m fine” he chimed as he shoved the bookshelf against the wall with a small thud. Not only has he repainted a few rooms of the house, he’s fixed basically every broken thing. All the sqeaky doors, stubborn cabinets, wobbly chairs. And now he’s rearranged the whole house pratically..in really…odd..ways.

“Gabriel…I love you, I adore you…but please just, take a breath” I cooed at him as I went up behind him. He sighed.

“Do you not like the work I’ve done so far?” He questioned with a small look of sadness on his face. His lips curled into a soft frown. My heart squeezed, I hated when he did that. Making him upset felt like kicking a puppy.

“No I…love..the work you done. This book shelf looks really good…in the bathroom.” I lied. He still looked at me with a look of greif. “Let’s just, stop for a second. I haven’t really seen you all day…well I’ve seen you, but you’ve been busy” he nodded at my words and let out a breath, his wings fluttered behind him.

“I’m sorry dove, I’ve just…I want to help” he admitted sheepishly. I rolled my eyes playfully at him. As I grabbed his hand, softly gripping it.

“Come on. You can help me by sitting on the couch and watching old reruns of trashy 2000s reality shows” I chimed, a small soft chuckle escaped from his lips as he followed along

“Are we going to watch the one where parents fight over who is and is not the father?” He asked, amusement dripped from his words. I laughed out

“Maybe, why? Are you finding yourself liking that show” he went silent for a moment and thought

“…not particularly but you seem to enjoy it” he joked.

“Watching stuff like that is a guilty pleasure of mine” I admitted sheepishly.

I flopped down on the couch, and he followed sitting g quietly next to me. He already knew what to do, grabbing the TV remote and flipping through a few stations before landing on one.

An hour went by as we watched a few couples aurge about their relationships, and who is or is not the father of their children in question. It was nice. Not the fighting but the sense of calmness that just sitting here with him brought. I looked over at him, and there I found he was dozing off. His head resting on the arm of the couch and while he looked stunning. Hos golden hair messy from the uncomfortable lean, and shiny from the sun hitting it. He also looked…really really uncomfortable.

“Here lay next to me.” I offered, quickly getting up. He immediately sat up

“No no! You don’t have to move I’m fine here!” He spat out quickly. I rolled my eyes at him

“Gabe. You’ve been here for like 2 years and known me that whole time..do you really think it’s a bother to me? You’re surprisingly tired for once, you deserve some comfortable rest. Now lay down” I demanded softly as I scooted over closer to other side of the couch. he laughed sheepishly as he laid down

He softly flopped down on the couch. And I heard a deep sigh erupt from him. He used one of his arms as a pillow and just turned a bit to look at the TV.

After another episode played and finished, I noticed that his wings looked a bit…off. some feathers were sticking out, I reached over and softly combed my hands though his wings. The feathers were impossibly soft and downy. His breathing only deepend at the contact. So I kept going. Gently brushing through and rubbing small shapes into his wings.

Before I knew it. The sun had set, the local news had Come on and Gabriel was softly snoring on the couch beside me. This was nice, I wish he was tried a bit more often

[emma045]

[alternate-simp]

Alternate gabriel doesn't know how to cook, normal food.

He can MAKE food. But like make it appear, not actually prepare it.

His s/o would have to teach him how or he'd pick up some things by watching

But don't ask him to do anything before that.

You want a can of soup?? I mean he'll do it...but not really correctly. He'd just put the can on the drove directly and turn the flame on... it works but not really

He's prideful, don't hurt his ego by teasing him about it.

He doesn't NEED to eat. And if he does want human food he usually has them cook and serve it to him. Again, he'll pick up bits of know from watching his s/o or other humans (on the off chance that he cares to watch) cook.

He's good at getting the ingredients tho. He could provide them with anything they want. A rare spice thay costs hundreds to get even a smidgen of? Boom here's 10 pounds of it. Delicate meat? He's got it fresh and ready to be cooked up. All kinds of meat, goat, rabbit, lamb, frog...human. just don't ask where he got that one from...it's definitely not from his realm

[alternate-simp]

Angel gabriel would make his s/o a scrapbook. And he would put so much of his time and effort into it. Each page would be intricately decorated and made with so much love care. There'd be so many little notes and commentary in it too, just of him being sweet and remembering their past together fondly. It would be the worlds best scrapbook handsdown

oscaralho asked:

do a headcanon of Dimitri (the X) on how he would treat his girlfriend and how he would be in a relationship with her, please, I love your headcanons♥️✨

ifsomeoneasksiwasnothere answered:

Thank you! I’m glad more people like Dimitri as much as I do. :D

The X headcanons

• As I see it, Dimitri would either be a brat to a dominant/confident girlfriend, or a sassy, teasing bitch to a more submissive/shy girlfriend.
• If his girlfriend were more of an in-between, he’d change his behaviour depending of the situation.
• When he acts more like a brat, what he likes to say the most is “Make me.” He already expects to be put in his place and he loves it.
• But if there’s something that he likes the most to do, that is messing with people. Most of the time he is very intense with his way of teasing, however if his girlfriend is more sensible, he’d tune it down a little.
• He’ll take notice of even the smallest things that makes his girlfriend feel embarrassed and use it when she last expect it.

[fettiowi]

It kinda bothers me when Knuckles is seen by people as the "stupid" one, when him being "stupid" is usually him not understanding certain social situations or cues due to being isolated from anyone almost his entire life

[alternate-simp]

"What was"

Alternate gabriel x reader

Synopsis: you ask about his past.

"Why?? Did you choose to leave? It seems like you had a good gig in "heaven". I asked, he turned to look at me. A small pause of silence filled the air

"No..I didn't " he answered in a very hushed voice

"What? But you said-"

"I became too powerful. I was a threat to "god" and the order of existence as you humans knew it. "He answered, there was no tone to his voice. No indication of pain, regret, hurt. Nothing

"Knew?" I mused as I leaned to him a bit. A small smile graced his lips as he noticed how closed I had gotten to him, clearly interested in what he had to say

"Yes...knew.. you had to be there dear lamb to understand" he responded

"Oh...okay?"

" as I was saying. I was too powerful for anyone to control. It was perfect. I had a better vision for humans" he admitted with a small hint of...joy? To his tone

"How so?" I asked him as I rested my head on his shoulder.

"You My sweet human, wouldn't understand. There is a reason that knowledge is forbidden to you" he stated plainly, but his face. There was something off about it. He stared right through me...almost

"....You aren't telling me everything are you." I asked

"Once again, I cannot tell you everything without risking your mind and sanity" he murmured quietly, almost in an annoyed tone

"But the other angels grew to fear me and the jealousy of the heavens pushed me away. Cast me out because I was, and Frankily still am, superior" he often spoke of himself like this, as if he was higher then everyone else.

"More superior then god?.. . Your joking right" I asked in a teasing manner, he shot me a glare as his lips tugged into an unamused frown

"Do I look like I'm "joking"... yes. Even more than he. I am meant to take over, but he doesn't want me to. Why?? Because He feared me"

"Feared you?" I asked puzzled as I gently grabbed a small lock of his hair to play with. His hair was truly beautiful, it was a bright golden yellow, it curled every so gently and thr hair itself was softer then anything I've ever felt. But sometimes I did pull some red hair from him. Or found loose strands of it around the house...

"Yes, that's correct" he answered as he turned his head to look down at me.

"Do you ever miss it...being there I mean" he stopped moving entirely and just stared at me. His eyes were stone cold. He never looked at me this before. A small chill went down my spine

"You don't have to ans-"

"I have found you now, and you are my home." He interrupted, his eyes going soft for a moment before he looked away

"I am?" I questioned "I mean a human and literal heaven aren't really....comparable though" he rose a hand and furrowed his brows

" silence" he firmly stated, i looked at him with a puzzled expression as he let out a sigh. "We can create our own heaven where we will be free."

"Free?? Aren't we already free?" I mused and he chuckled

"Prehaps you are..but not I. There are many things that I have to keep hidden" he answered. My eyes drifted to couch where I noticed another single strand of red hair. I carefully picked it up, and held it up to him

"....are you hiding another lover? Perhaps one with red hair?" I teased. A part of me meant it as a joke but another part was...admittedly suspicious of him. He eyed me with a blank face before he broke out into laughter

"I promise you my dove...the answer to this mystery is far more interesting than a "secret lover" as you believe" he teased. What did he mean by that