angel shes an angel

morganalefay  asked:

since you were asking for fic ideas, maybe angel/faith as an au where she was part of his team in s5? :)

“Oh, fuck,” Faith says, peering around the desk.

Those are the only coherent words she can manage before she doubles over laughing, clutching her stomach, tears rolling down her face.

“It’s not funny.”

“It’s—ah HA HA—isso. You’re—” Faith has to stop to catch her breath; she’s wheezing a little bit. “You’re a fucking puppet.”

“I could still kick your ass,” puppet-Angel says huffily.

“As if. You wanna go?”

“I want to not be a puppet. Come on, Faith. I need you to focus.”

“Right, boss,” she says, sobering up for a second. Angel is a puppet. Angel can’t defeat bad, evil things as a puppet. Angel is—

A fucking puppet. 

It’s a long time before Faith stops laughing.

// So I’ve got this OC I’d love to bring to Tumblr from a homebrew campaign I played a few years ago, but I’m not sure how to convert her without her being obscenely OP. 

When I say homebrew, I mean moreso than average. The DM created his own setting, playable races, magic system, and character sheets. One of those races was, in essence, angels. And therein lies my problem.

Ahkera, my character, was a heavenly inquisitor sent to the Plane of Corruption– the world of mortals– to investigate a group of adventurers who had consumed the blood of an angel. A cardinal sin, basically. She was an angelic paladin, but she traveled in the guise of a human, only revealing her divinity (and her wings) when it was deemed necessary.

It’s mostly the angel in disguise thing that I think would be a lot of fun. The realm she came from was all light and sunshine, so when she came to the world of mortals she enjoyed all sorts of firsts– first time seeing plants, animals, rainstorms– learning to deal with surly innkeepers who didn’t believe in fair prices, overcoming her naivety without giving into becoming jaded.

I’ve been trying to figure out a way to convert her over to Forgotten Realms but I’m stumped. If I make her a straight up angel, they’re a lot more powerful in FR than they were in the game I originally played. But if I downgrade her to aasimar, then I lose that otherworldly backstory, which takes away a lot of the fun.

If anybody has any thoughts to help me out, I’d appreciate it. 

(I’ve got an old inspiration blog for her over @ahkerataleofunity, which also has all the oneshots I wrote about her, if anyone’s interested. The oneshots are intended to be read sequentially.)

“Echigo’s Angel”

Kenshin Uesugi’s mistress of the heavens. She supports the God of War in both the castle and battlefield.

[artist’s notes] Sadly I had no time to do any inking but pencil is alright too! When it came down to it, i knew she had to give off a femininely strong vibe, showing that she’s independent but also loves to grab attention. That’s when I got the idea of a two-piece outfit: a draped over and cut furisode (held by the obi) with the sleeves and top being disconnected. Her weapon of choice is shurikens but of course she knows her way around a sword too~ Before her days as a samurai, she was intrigued by the tales told by the Christian’s, thus inspiring her outfit (to become an angel). It was her large wings attached to her back that gave her the nickname as an angel, making her enemies question if she was really an angel or human, if whether or not what the Europeans spoke of was really true like they say. There was nothing more intimidating than the sight of her wings enveloping you, as you faced the light/darkness of death.

[ @voltageparty because this is my side-blog, here’s my main account to prove i’m following: @sanadasei ]


Round of applause for Malia Freaking Tate for being mature enough and such an amazing friend/person that she flat out admitted that Lydia is more important to Stiles than she is even after painfully remembering how much Stiles meant to her. Her character development is so incredible. Malia you are an angel too.


get to know me: [2/5] favorite movies → pride and prejudice (2005)

“You must know… surely, you must know it was all for you. You are too generous to trifle with me. I believe you spoke with my aunt last night, and it has taught me to hope as I’d scarcely allowed myself before. If your feelings are still what they were last April, tell me so at once. My affections and wishes have not changed, but one word from you will silence me forever. If, however, your feelings have changed, I will have to tell you: you have bewitched me, body and soul, and I love, I love, I love you. I never wish to be parted from you from this day on”