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messenger-of-stupidity · 2 years

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A Little More Warmth

A/n: I’m bored and have writers block for three different WIPs so I’m making a mini fic because one of my friends mentioned something that got me thinking.

CW: Fluff/crack, Typical Angel innuendos, David being a grumpy tsundere, GN and nondescript appearance for the listeners, mentions of alcohol, Sweetheart being their local menace to Milo, Asher and Baabe being flirty to each other, Darlin being stubborn, Sam being a good mate, Arden bullying Christian

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Angel had thought they were more than prepared for it all. They loved having the pack over because then they could see ‘the mates’. They convinced Davey to buy some beers because trashy beers at a pool party were everything for the aesthetic. Their mate had finished with his yard renovations, which had taken forever in Angel’s opinion, and Angel wanted to show off their new badass backyard. It had taken some time to convince Davey that “yes they should have some of the pack over because it will be an awesome bonding experience and don’t you love me, Davey?”

He had given in when Angel promised to learn a new dish with him. Well, new for them. David knew how to make everything, despite what he claimed. It was okay, Angel would keep his secret for him, pat pat.

At first, Milo and Sweetheart had shown up. Angel had been overjoyed to see one of their favorite prank partners, which they jokingly called their sneaky link. David always pretended that Angel didn’t exist when Sweetheart and them constantly referred to each other as their ‘sneaky link’ or ‘side piece’ or ‘secondary/third hoe’. Milo just sighed like he had to the weight of the world on his shoulders. It was amazing.

“Side hoe!” Angel exclaimed, launching themselves at Sweetheart. The stealth went invisible for a second by reflex before reappearing and being pushed to the ground through the force known as the alpha’s mate. The department official laughed as their arms wrapped around the other in an embrace.

“Demons and Daemons Angel! You’ve got a lot of energy.” Their whispery voice said. Angel nuzzled against Sweetheart’s chest, not really caring about anything except the fact of pillow.

“Yeah. Davey,” They could practically hear David’s glare from that. “didn’t tire me out well enough last night I suppose.” They said. Sweetheart bit back a snort and got up while Milo whistled, pretending to not have heard anything. Probably the smart decision. Angel felt a hand close around their bicep help them up. When the hand didn’t let go, they tipped their head back to look at David with a goofy grin. “Hello my handsome and wonderfully awesome mate David Shaw.”

“Trying to backtrack isn’t going to save you, you little snot.” He said. Angel giggled and twisted to press a kiss to David’s cheek.

“No, but kisses will.”

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Darlin shook their head, glaring firmly at Sam, who remained in the darkness that the room provided. Darlin stood at the doorway, the hallway light illuminating their profile. Sam was trying not to get distracted by that.

“You said your pack invited you. You might as well go, Darlin. Besides, I’m sure it will be fun.” He tried again, feeling tiredness tug at his bones. This argument, if it could be called that, had been going on since last evening. He loved Darlin, he really did. But god could they be stubborn.

“Just because I said they invited me doesn’t mean I have to go. Besides, it’s going to be awkward there and you can’t come because of the stupid fucking sun.” Darlin said. That had been their argument, paired with nonverbal groans and glaring. While it did warm Sam’s heart that Darlin wanted him around when they were with their pack, he knew it was also important that his partner be with their pack alone. When he was around, they just spent time with him. He enjoyed it, but they needed their pack too. It was a weird mix of emotions.

“Please don’t pick a fight with the sun.” Sam said, trying to get a smile or laugh from the shifter. He failed in that and he sighed. “They’re making a bid for attention, Darlin. If you keep rejecting them every time it’s during daytime, your relationship with them is only going to grow more awkward. Besides, you said it was a pool party, so if you’re just underwater when you’re swimming you don’t have to talk to many people.” Sam regretted the words as soon as they left his mouth. He could practically see the gears in their head turning. “No you can’t just stay underwater the entire time, you’ll drown.” He said. He tried to keep the weary from his voice, but with his mate it was lecture after lecture.

“Wasn’t gonna do that.” Darlin mumbled. It was a lie, but Sam just shrugged. “Okay... But I don’t even have a swimsuit. You need a swimsuit to swim, cowboy.” Darlin tried. Sam rubbed his face as he walked towards Darlin.

“Okay, first off you didn’t care about that when I told you not to jump in the pond. Second, you can buy one if you need to. Although I’m pretty sure wearing some kind of athletic shorts or something and a top would still work.” He said. Darlin huffed and Sam could feel their breath against his skin. It still smelled like the smoothie that he had made them a couple hours ago. They had been at his house for the past three days and now three nights. Neither of them had talked about moving in together, but Darlin was doing that thing where they slowly move their stuff into his home, whether knowingly or not.

“I only needed to jump in that stupid pond because-”

“We’re not talking about your excuses, we’re talking about how you’re going to that pool party.” Sam interrupted. Darlin huffed again and reached into the room, flipping on the light switch. It had been on previously, but Darlin had turned it off when Sam denied their request of calling David and saying that they were sick or something. One, because David was terrifying and Sam wasn’t about to lie to him. Or anyone, he wasn’t a liar. Two, because it would be good for Darlin to go so he wasn’t going to offer up any excuse to stop it. His mate was petty at times.

The shifter walked over to the dresser and pulled it open before grabbing one of Sam’s t-shirts.

“What-”

“I’m going to it, but you have to compensate for the emotional pain I’ll be going through.” Darlin answered before Sam finished the question. He sighed and left it be. It took a bit of searching and help from the vampire before they found a pair of shorts that Darlin could use. “I could just shift to swim. David’s house has a high enough fence.” Darlin pointed out as Sam yawned.

“Wet dog smell.” He said simply with a shrug and earned another glare from Darlin, to which he just laughed it off. If they were genuinely upset with him they probably would just walk away. So considering the fact they were still here he didn’t offend. “You’re going to want a towel too. It’s polite.” He added.

“You would know about politeness, wouldn’t you cowboy? But I’m just going to run home, so there’s no point.” They added. Sam kept his question of whose place was considered home to himself. His brow furrowed as Darlin dropped the clothes on the ground and their fingers hooked under the hem of the shirt they were wearing now. It was also Sam’s now that he looked at it.

“What are you doing?” He asked as they took the top off to throw unceremoniously at Sam’s face. He caught it and lowered, his eyes sticking to the fabric as Darlin changed. He would like to watch of course, but he didn’t want to make them uncomfortable. Although a few glances were taken. He couldn’t help it when his mate was so breathtaking...

“Changing. I’m not going to bring a bag of shit to David’s house and end up forgetting something.” Darlin said as they slipped into the shorts and kicked their jeans off to the side. Sam sighed and walked over to grab them. “I was gonna pick it up... later...” Darlin said sheepishly as they watched him. Sam only arched a brow.

“Get going already. I’ll see you soon.” He said. Darlin nodded and grabbed their phone from the nightstand. He was pretty sure the battery was dead since they didn’t plug their phone in, but David was bound to have a phone charger if Darlin needed it.

“Love ya, cowboy.”

“Love you too. Now get lost and stop calling me that.”

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Angel wrapped their arms around their ribs as they giggled, nose scrunched up. Several pack members were loitering around the yard or in the pool. Some were just inside the house. Davey was by the grill and ignoring everyone as he decided to just focus in on the food. They watched, still amused as Christian resurfaced, spluttering. Arden laughed from where she stood by the pool. Christian had been complaining once again about Asher being the beta and not even being here yet when Arden had shoulder-checked him into the water in the middle of his rant.

Angel had gotten wet from the splash, and they still had yet to change into their bathing suit. They turned to Sweetheart who had their arms around Milo’s shoulders as they hugged him from behind, cheek against his. No matter what Angel called Sweetheart, there was no way they would ever want to break up the relationship that the two had. It was so... wholesome. Angel smiled before clearing their throat.

“Hey Milo, can I steal my side piece from you for a second?” They asked. Milo sighed before glancing at Sweetheart. They nodded as they unclasped their arms from around the shifter and kissed his cheek. Angel quickly grabbed their hand and started to pull them away as Milo watched.

“What is it?” Sweetheart asked as Angel pulled them towards the room they shared with Davey. Normally they would never allow anyone into the room considering it was their shared private space with their mate. But Baabe and Sweetheart were exceptions in certain situations. Boundaries.

“I need your help with something.” Angel said, waving to one of the shifters that had taken up space on the couch to play minecraft. They supported his pro gamer move decision. They pulled Sweetheart up the stairs before going down the hall and opening the door to the master bedroom. Sweetheart took a few steps inside before standing still, hands clasped behind their back.

“Angel, I know we’re in love. But in David’s house? What if he catches us?” Sweetheart gasped before grinning. Angel laughed and moved towards the stealth, placing both their hands on either side of the other’s face.

“Don’t worry, Sweetheart. No one will know.” They said dramatically before booping the empowered human and moving away again. Sweetheart followed carefully as they went to the closet. “Okay, so basically I bought a new bathing suit, right?” They said, getting down to the reason that they had pulled Sweetheart here to begin with. The stealth nodded and Angel continued. “The thing is, Davey hasn’t seen it yet. But the part that covers my dumpy truck,” Sweetheart snorted but Angel didn’t stop. “has hands on it. Like someone grabbing my ass. I had to act like a total psycho and measure his hands when he was sleeping during the summer solstice.” They could see Sweetheart grimace at the mention of that. David had explained to them how much the summer solstice sucked, but they hadn’t thought about what it was like at Milo’s house. Both them and Milo were moonbound magic users, so they both must be miserable and cranky. Definitely not a day to spend with them.

“So the hand size is his and it’s like he’s grabbing your ass.” Sweetheart said and Angel nodded.

“Everyone is gonna know that if he tries to cover it up too.” Angel added. Sweetheart looked confused.

“What?”

“I don’t know I just wanted to share.” Angel said. “By the way, your swimsuit ate up all the crumbs.” They complimented. It wasn’t wrong. Sweetheart did look really good in their bathing suit. They smiled and turned around so Angel could change in privacy.

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Baabe dragged Asher towards the pool, their excitement screaming to be let loose. Asher had already explained to them how rare it was that David host something like this without having some other reason, like a pack meeting or a celebration for something. It was purely because his mate had asked him if they could. So of course they were going to take advantage of it.

Don’t get them wrong, they loved their apartment, they really did. It was home and only made that much better by Asher moving in with them. But there was something about a nice house with a nice backyard. They needed to get their fix of it every so often. And wonderfully so, they had a best friend who had that. It wasn’t the reasoning behind their friendship with the alpha’s mate, but it was certainly a perk.

Baabe’s eyes scanned for any sign of their friends, catching sight of David by the grill and Milo drinking a beer as he sat down with his legs in the water talking to Arden. They walked towards David as Asher cringed behind them.

“Hi David!’ They chirped. David lifted his annoyed gaze from the food, tongs in hand as he looked to whoever dared to disturb his grilling. The corners of his lips twitched when he caught sight of the beta and his mate.

“Hey. Glad you could make it.” He said. Baabe grinned and looked around them again.

“Do you know where Angel and Sweetheart are. I can see Milo but I don’t know where they went.” Baabe asked as Asher moved closer to the grill to see what was being made. David set the tongs down and pushed Asher’s face away as he responded.

“Angel got splashed from Christian and Arden’s squabble, so I’m guessing they went to go put their bathing suit on. Why they didn’t already have it on while lounging by the pool I don’t fucking know. But they probably took Milo’s mate with them.” He answered before grabbing a plate to put some of the finished food on. Baabe nodded and moved away to let the alpha be, their fingers still entwined with Asher’s. They brought him with them and didn’t miss the grateful look that David sent towards them. All part of the job.

They turned towards Asher, a smile on their face and wrapped their arms around his neck, leaning into him. “What should we do, Puppy?” They whispered. They could watch as Asher grew flustered and his eyes darted around to see if anyone could hear them. Baabe knew they couldn’t and if they could, they wouldn’t say anything. As long as nothing explicit happened, people were usually pretty chill when it came to mates flirting with each other.

“I dunno... we could talk to Milo while we wait for the other mates to get here.” Asher said, trying to hide the slight tremor in his voice. Baabe laughed. it was so easy to wind him up like that. They made a small humming sound and looked around before their eyes caught on an unusual sight. They bumped Asher with their shoulder and gestured with their head towards the normally elusive shifter exiting the house to enter the backyard. “Holy shit, is that Tank?” Asher said as Baabe nodded. The two quickly scurried over.

“Hiya Tank!” Baabe chirped, letting go of Asher to hug Darlin quickly. The shifter tensed for a moment before laughing uncomfortably. Baabe let go, their smile not fading. “I’m so glad you’re here.” They added.

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Darlin regretted coming as soon as they stepped foot into the damn driveway. But they had made a promise and now pure spite and that were driving them into the house and out into the backyard. Luckily everyone seemed to preoccupied to notice. Or so they thought until the beta and his mate came rushing up. They could feel panic bleed into their system but they held it off.

“I’m so glad you’re here.”

“Yeah. I didn’t know if you were gonna come. Since you’re probably keeping vamp hours, you must be pretty tired.” Asher added. Darlin nodded carefully. They had some dark circles under their eyes, but they just decided to pretend it didn’t exist.

“Sam made me come, honestly. I don’t actually wanna be here.” They confessed. They could feel their anxiety rise as the two exchanged a look. Should they have kept that to themselves? Probably. Asher was the beta, he could take offense to that on behalf of David. They should just leave, that would be for the best. Sam would understand.

The shifter was pulled out of their spiraling thought by an excited squeal and another pair of arms embracing them quickly. Their eyes glanced to Asher and Baabe, who were smiling and they relaxed slightly before seeing who had hugged them. They needed to look over their shoulder to see Angel pressing their head against Darlin’s shoulder.

“You’re here! Davey and I didn’t know if you would wanna, but I’m so glad you’re here!” Angel said happily. Darlin glanced back at Asher and Baabe. The mate mimed locking their lips and throwing away the key while Asher nodded. Darlin sent them a grateful smile as Angel let go. They looked towards the door again as Sweetheart stepped through, ever the quiet one. They had their sights locked on their mate, who still sat on the edge of the pool, this time enjoying the sun.

Darlin watched a smirk spread onto the stealth’s face as they walked towards their mate. Darlin could feel the other’s aura growing even more quiet. More small. Less detectable. Angel paused their chattering to watch Sweetheart in action. Darlin had to admit there was something about watching them become invisible in nearly every way except physically.

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Target found.

Sweetheart continued their advance, making their intentions clear to everyone. Since they had a certain reputation with the Shaw pack, no one stopped them or warned Milo. In a different context, their lack of loyalty to their mate would have worried and annoyed Sweetheart. But they were going to use this to their advantage. They locked eyes with Marie and their smirk widened when the mother of their mate nodded with approval.

Approaching target. Calculating best takedown. Wait for further updates.

Sweetheart tuned out the playlist that Angel had turned on for the pool party. It was a pretty good playlist, they had to admit. But this required maximum attention. Their mate still suspected nothing. They would have cloaked but they were providing an entertainment show for everyone else. Maybe a few months ago they would have been nervous about scaring Milo in front of his pack, but now it was different. Especially ever since Sweetheart had scared David that one time and caused him to shift. No one would make fun of Milo for getting scared by someone who managed to scare the pack alpha. Besides, Sweetheart wasn’t scared to takedown a shifter if they tried giving Milo shit. They were off the clock, therefore didn’t need to act like a respectable investigator.

Stop advancement. Evaluate.

Milo had his eyes closed and face turned upwards as his shins and below were in the pool. He was in a fairly safe spot in the pool if he got pushed in. No serious danger of him hitting his head. If they pushed the middle of his back he shouldn’t twist anything or hurt himself either. They were momentarily distracted by the way the sun played across his skin. They watched the reflection of the water reflect on their’s mate’s legs before letting their eyes drop to appreciate the way he was sitting accentuated his tiddies. No matter what he said, they were tiddies.

Execute.

Sweetheart attacked. They pushed Milo’s back. The curse he shouted out was cut off as he went underwater. Sweetheart quickly cloaked as Milo resurfaced. They smiled as he rubbed his eyes to try to stop the chlorine from getting in his eyes and mouth. The way he had his head tilted back again to try to get any danger of chlorine away from his eyes show a delicious sight of water drops rolling down his adam’s apple. God damn. And they could stare shamelessly since no one could see them.

“Who fuckin did that?” Milo asked, looking around. Christian was on the other side of the pool laughing, so Sweetheart couldn’t have the blame on him. They watched Milo’s gaze catch sight of Angel. “Wait a-” Sweetheart uncloaked suddenly causing Milo to yelp. Sweetheart burst into laughter as Milo hugged the side of the pool to regain control of his breathing. “You little...” Milo said.

Flawless. Evacuate the scene.

Before they could leave, they felt Milo’s hands close around their ankles. Sweetheart’s eyes widened in panic.

“Milo? Corazon, we can talk about this. You don’t need to- AH FUCK!” They shouted as Milo tugged them into the water, flailing.

Evacuation failed. Better luck next time.

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David watched his pack, hiding a smile behind a red solo cup. Asher was chasing his mate around with a water gun, laughing like a maniac. He could see Sweetheart kissing Milo in the shallow end of the pool. It certainly reminded him of a fun activity he had partaken in with his mate. He moved on, giving the two some privacy but if they started going past making out in his pool, he was going to put a stop to it. They weren’t the only ones though. There were two people in his hot tub. Apparently one of them was a friend of Milo’s mate and had become pretty good friends with Angel too. They were a telepath and as far as David could tell their boyfriend was an unempowered human too.

Tank was sitting on the deck steps, typing away on their phone. He assumed they were talking to Sam. But he was just glad they showed up. He could see the wet puddle beneath them from when they had swam in the pool. Angel had challenged them to a cannonball contest. Which was apparently just when people cannonballed and tried to create the bigger splash. Speaking of Angel, where were they?

His eyes narrowed as he searched around for his chaotic mate. He caught sight of them taking a running start towards the pool. He smirked as they cannonballed again into the pool. He hadn’t planned to have his pack over today, but seeing how happy everyone was, it certainly made up for the surprise change in schedule.He watched as his mate’s head broke past the water surface, panting for breath. He blinked as they got out of the pool, water streaming from their bathing suit. They turned their back towards him to talk to their latest competition and-

David choked on his drink. His eyes were wide as he stared at the rear end of his mate and the two obvious handprint designs that sat there. He couldn’t remember any clothing they had that had handprints there. Had they just gotten it? Was that why they wanted a pool party, to show it off? He set down his drink and walked over. He was one of the only ones who still wore normal clothing. He lowered his head to whisper in Angel’s ear.

“What the fuck are you wearing?” He asked. He could see the smirk spread over their face as they spun around to face him. The other shifter walked away, giving the two relative privacy.

“A bathing suit, Davey.” They said innocently. He clenched his jaw.

“You little shit. Since when do you have this suit?” He asked. Angel giggled and he could feel the last bit of his tension melt away and he rolled his eyes.

“I just got it. But it’s special.” They said. David gave them a doubtful look.

“It looks good on you Angel, but I’ve seen clothes with this kind of thing before. How is it special?” He asked. He was kind of nervous what the answer was, but he asked anyway. He could tell Angel wanted him to ask so they could explain. He startled when he felt their hands slip under his shirt and drift their fingertips along his torso as they went on the balls of their feet to whisper in his ear.

“They’re your hands. Precisely the same measurements.” They purred. David could feel heat rush to his face as he grabbed Angel’s wrists to pull their hands out from under his shirt. They giggled as he started to pull them away. He didn’t go very far, onto to the low outdoor table made for this kind of thing. He placed his hands on either side of them, effectively trapping his mate as he pressed his forehead against theirs.

“You’re a fucking brat.” He growled out, a smile on his face. Angel giggled again and pressed a kiss to his lips instead of answering.

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Angel waved excitedly at Asher’s car and his mate who was inside it. Asher waited for the prolonged goodbye to continue a few more seconds. When Angel blew a kiss towards Baabe, they could see Asher laugh from behind the steering wheel and then pulling out of the driveway. Angel giggled before settling their hands on their hips happily. It had been a damn good afternoon. They heard David approach and put an arm around their shoulders.

“Did you have fun Angel?” he asked. They nodded with a content smile on their face.

“Yeah. I did, Davey. Thank you for letting it happen.” They said. David snorted and kissed the top of their head.

“Yeah. Well I still love you and it was only fair.” He said, his voice soft.

“I love you too.”

“Good because you’re cleaning up the fucking mess.”

“Wait Davey! Please! We can talk about this! You don’t need to do something so drastic! I don’t think I’m ready to take this step in our relationship. Communication is important. ... WHY ARE YOU JUST IGNORING ME?”

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taelonsamada · 1 year

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Between You, Me, and the Fence Post - Chapter 11

And yet again I end up cycling back to the cowboys, despite having so many other fics that need love XD I don’t know why it’s so easy for me to churn out large chapters for this fic…. It’s definitely going to be well over 100k when it eventually finishes @.@ enjoy!!

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hatwcc · 1 year

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Angel is well… an angel!

This is my very first fanfiction so please be nice! This can also be read on A03

This is an AU where Angel is a literal angel(2.5k word count)

David had just come home from work, tired. The job he worked had been a hassle, Milo had to break up a fight between two people, an air elemental and an earth elemental. The fight was over something stupid, nothing he thought was really worth fighting over. Once they got that settled it randomly started to rain, which had the job cut short. All David wanted to do now was lay down with his Angel, and possibly order take out, because he wasn’t in the mood for cooking anything—Which was something that only happened on occasion. The universe, however, had other plans for him, as upon walking into his house he was presented with a sleeping Angel—which in itself is not something he hasn’t seen before, but what was strange was that Angel had wings.

8 to be exact.

Two smaller wings on their head, wrapped around to cover their eyes, and 6 on their back, the pair in the middle being the biggest while the other two were slightly smaller. The pair of wings in the middle of their back was wrapped around their frame, covering them like a blanket.

He didn’t know what to say, or do. He wanted to wake them up and ask what the hell was going on, but he also wanted to figure out why they never said anything. From all of his knowledge on the magical world, Angels were never in the history books, or ever claimed to be seen by anyone but crazy people. But here one was, sleeping on the couch in his living room.

When his (Literal) Angel started to stir in their sleep, probably realizing David had come home, he started to panic. He didn’t know how to question them on this new appearance they have taken up, let alone confront them about keeping it a secret from him for 3 years.

When they started to open their eyes, he stood there frozen. He couldn’t stop staring at them. Their wings started to uncover their body, revealing one of David's shirts and a pair of shorts. Their eyes opened fully and they saw him standing there, they smiled.

“Welcome home love, how was work?” They asked, voice raspy from just waking up. When David didn’t answer, Angel looked at him confused. Why was he just standing there not saying anything? “Did something happen?” They asked. “Why are you just standing in the doorway?” They sat up, a concerned look on their face. At that point, he registered he hadn’t been saying anything. The sight before him left him speechless but he wouldn’t get any answers for the questions running through his head, if he just stood there like a deer in headlights. He started to walk towards them, gesturing to them to scoot over so he could sit. “Explain.” Was all that could come out of his mouth.

“What do you mean?” They said looking more confused than before.

“The wings.”

“What win-” They said as they looked back slightly, realizing that their wings were on full display for David to see. “Oh….Oh”

“Well…uhm..” Angel was at a loss for words. David wasn’t supposed to find out, not like this at least. They still had a week before they were allowed to tell him. “An-”

“Before you say anything! I promise I was going to tell you, I just had to wait for the right time.” Angel tried to explain. “I’m not mad that you tell me I just..” David said, trying to find the right words to describe the emotions going through his head. “I wasn’t expecting to come home to a…literal angel.” He stared at their wings, trying to figure out if he was dreaming or if he was awake.

Once he came to the conclusion that he in fact was not dreaming, the questions in his head got louder. Many of them consisted of trying to figure out how Angels were actually real. Others wanted to know why they kept a secret this big from him for 3 years.

“I have a few questions.” He said, staring at them. He wanted to ask the biggest question he had of the many. The one that would help him understand why they hid something so big from him. “Why didn’t you tell me?”

“I was going to but, I’m not exactly allowed to” They explained. “It’s kind of like how you explained the magic world to me, and how you couldn’t tell unempowered people without going through a bunch of paperwork and that 8 hour class. With…Angels like me we are sworn to secrecy. We aren’t allowed to tell unless we have the proper permission, and getting that permission is extremely hard.”

David sat and listened as they explained why they couldn’t tell him, and why they could get in trouble for him now knowing about it. “With you knowing about it now, I can get in trouble. I’m still in the process of getting permission and if they find out that you found out before they granted it to me… I-I don’t want to say what could happen.” They said, looking away from him. The sad look on their face gave David an idea that what would happen wouldn’t be good. He knew how hard it was to get permission from the department to tell an unempowered person about the magical world, but from the way Angel looked, the consequences of him knowing without them having permission to tell him made him want to forget he even saw anything.

“What will happen if they find out I know?” He asked, offering his hand to them. He could almost smell how anxious they were about the subject. Tears brimmed their eyes as they took his hand and started running their thumb on his knuckles. “Well for one, they would completely erase any memory of me from your mind, and anybody else who knows me. And then I would be stripped of my wings for 2 centuries and banned from coming to Earth for 4.”

That answer shocked David. The punishment for that was much worse than anything the department would have done when it comes to breaching covert. He wondered if Angel ever had to go through that, or witness it happen to any other Angels they know.

When David realized he hadn’t said anything, he spoke again.“I won’t tell anyone about it until you're ready, and have the proper permission for me to do so. Will they figure out I know before you get the go-to, to tell me?” He asked. They were on the verge of crying at this point. “I hope not. They don’t normally check until the end of each month but, I don’t know… there's always a possibility they might check earlier than normal.” They said as David pulled them into a hug, and started rubbing circles in their back. The gesture by itself was enough to comfort Angel in ways that other people couldn’t. “I’m sure they won’t find out, as long as you are granted permission before the end of the month. Do you know when it will be given to you?” He asked, trying to see if there was a way they could avoid that punishment. “About a week. I would have told you a lot sooner but the waiting list is long, a lot of us want to tell humans who don’t know.” They kissed the back of his hand and looked up at him. He wiped the tears from their eyes and kissed the back of their hand in return.

“No matter what or who you are, I will always love you Angel. Never forget that”

“I love you too David. And thank you for not…freaking out.” Once Angel calmed down a little bit, they cloaked their wings and offered to tell David more about angels, in hopes to help him understand them a little bit more than he already did.

After hours of talking, and David learning a little more about Angels, David decided to order take out and put on a Movie. By the time they had eaten and the movie was over Angel was asleep, curled up next to David. He turned off the tv and picked them up, carrying them to the bedroom. They stirred slightly when he placed them onto the bed, but quickly went back to whatever dream they were having. Once he got settled into the bed he curled up to their back side and kissed their cheek.

“Goodnight my Angel”

When they woke up the next morning, they continued their normal weekend routine. They cuddled for a while after waking up before David decided they needed to get up to eat. On their way to the kitchen, Angel vaguely mentioned that they don’t need to eat human food to survive, and that they don’t survive off anything but pure instinct. David just rolled his eyes and told them they should eat something anyway while starting up on the eggs.

Angel took it upon themselves to wrap their arms around David’s waist while he cooked the both of them breakfast.

“Did you know that an Angel wrapping their wings around someone is a sign of affection?” They asked, decloaking their wings and wrapping a pair around his legs. “No I didn’t, I recall not knowing more than one angel existed before yesterday.” Turning around as he said it, he picked them up by the waist and placed them on the counter.

They unwrapped their wings from his legs and cloaked them again. They sat in peaceful silence, the sound of bacon sizzling on a pan being the only noise in the kitchen. Angel briefly wondered what would have happened if anyone from their homeland found out that David knew they were an Angel before they were given the go-to, but that thought quickly passed through their mind. They wondered what their life would have been like if they hadn’t met David or the pack. Their life wasn’t boring before they met him but it definitely got better than it was once he came into their life—Almost like he was the angel who came into their life rather than the other way around.

Once the food was done they sat down to eat at the table, making small talk while they ate. Their conversation mostly consisted of more things David should know about Angels. They didn’t want to overwhelm him with too much information at once so they took it slow with answering his questions. They tried to give as much detail as they could while also keeping it so what they were saying wasn’t too confusing to understand. Once the food was finished, David put the plates in the sink, saying he would wash them after he made dinner later.

The pair went to the couch and started watching a shitty reality Tv show Angel had recently gotten into.

“You know, a lot of Angels back on celesti act like the people here. I watch these because it reminds me of home, even if this isn’t exactly how many would want to remember it.” They laughed, staring at the Tv screen. They didn’t notice the way David looked over at them and smiled–happy that they have good memories of their homeland. His thoughts shifted to their age. The previous night, they had mentioned that human years were different from angel years–something about 1 earth year is 16 celestial years. His thoughts then shifted to how old Angel could be, from his current knowledge, they were around 26 years old, which meant in angel years they were 416 years old. That was close to the age of the Solaire king.

“Time moves slower in the celestial plane, which is why a year on earth is 16 years there.” He recalls them saying. They also mentioned only coming to earth 10 years ago, meaning they had been away from home for 160 years. He shortly wondered why they left in the first place before putting his attention back onto the show that he and Angel had been watching.

After a while Angel told David a few stories of his siblings, about how they used to get into constant fights over stupid things just like the girls in the show they were watching. “One time we got into a physical fight over who was going to drink the last bit of orange juice. It was the only thing we had from the human world and we wanted to make it last because at the time our parents didn’t allow us to leave Celesti often. We were arguing at first and then my brother just started swinging on my other brother!” They exclaimed, gesturing what happened with their hands. “I tried to break up the fight but then I was pulled into it, so it was me, my brother, and my other brother just going at eachothers throats. Our parents had to break up the fight and said they would split the orange juice into three cups, which did not make either of my brothers happy. But in the end we all got orange juice!” David smiled, trying to imagine a younger version of Angel getting into an argument over orange juice.

It seemed like something Asher and Milo would have done when they were 7. “Did that happen often?” David asked, rubbing small circles in their side. “Not really, I mean we got into a lot of verbal fights but they rarely led to anything physical, our parents normally got in the middle before it could escalate.” Angel recalled the time their brothers got into a fight over who was better at flying and their parents had to physically hold them back. “We were rowdy kids.” They laughed. The pair went into a peaceful silence, occasionally making comments on the show.

It was afternoon when David decided to get up and do a little bit of work before Monday, so he would have it a little easier when he went into work. Angel decided to grab their switch from the coffee table and start running minecraft. They had started building the bridge on the island they built their house on. David had made a comment about it being better for them to live on an island for defense reasons. They countered by telling him they could defend perfectly fine on normal land, but still liked the idea of an island house. They ended up falling asleep on the couch in the middle of playing. The sight of Angel slumped over the side of the couch with their switch in their hand made his heart swell. He walked over and gently took the switch from their hand, shutting it off before picking them up like he did the previous night and taking them to bed. It was still too early to make dinner and he doubted Angel would wake up anytime soon, so he decided he would order takeout one more night.

His Angel deserved it after all.

#Redacted asmr #redacted david #redacted angel #redacted asher #redacted william #redacted audio #this is my first fanfiction #AU #Angel is a literal angel #I didnt think i would finish this fast #but here we are #redacted milo #Ive never written a fanfiction before this #Enjoy!#the celestial plane is where angel comes from just for slight context

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imreddietrash · 1 year

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Fack Fic

Summary: The years of Finn Wolfhard's life has quickly passed by since his rise to fame. Of course Finn values the new friends he made on the different sets he'd worked on since IT. But watching a certain old friend drift away, and towards someone new, hurt more than he could ever imagine.

Setting is the Stranger Things Season 4 premiere party. Jack Dylan Grazer x Finn Wolfhard fic. kinda angsty, but with a hopeful ending.

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Finn's smile dropped when he saw Jack make his way across the room. He was older than he last saw him--taller, but still shorter than Finn. Jack's curly hair brushed over his brown eyes, and his large yellow sweater practically swallowed his torso. Finn couldn't hear what Jack was trying to tell him over the loud music, and when Jack noticed this, what he did next made Finn's heart fall to his stomach. Jack stood on his tip toes and leaned into Finn's neck, balancing himself with a soft grip on the actor's shoulders.

It'd been a long time since they spent time together. It'd been even longer since Jack's lips brushed against his ear, like when they would joke and whisper to each other openly during their interviews for IT. He looked down at Jack in a trance, mesmerized by his charming smile and adorable laugh. He was happy to see that smile, and hear that laugh he missed.

Finn leaned down to continue the conversation with Jack, trying to get past the awkward, "Hey, it's nice to see you again! What have you been up to?" phase of their interaction. How strange was it that the person he felt closest to during their big break as kids was now a borderline stranger. While it was never a bore talking to Jack, moments of silence between them was a new reality he'd faced in the few times they had to catch up now as adults.

He couldn't lie and say that he didn't know what was going on with Jack. Sometimes it was easier to scroll through social media and interviews to catch up compared to finding the time to talk when they don't even work together anymore. What bothered--or, not bothered, but interested Finn, was Jack's relationship with Asher.

Finn remembered the time where he had been online, scrolling on his phone in bed and reminiscing his old work and friends. Dumb videos with his old youtuber friends made him smile just the same as when he was younger, and the endearing, silly videos he made with the rest of the IT cast made his stomach hurt with how hard it made him laugh.

A dumb video was recommended to him on the sidebar: "Fack moments <3." God did he remember the Fack drama. It was the first time he even heard of "shipping," and it just had to be with the first boy who made him question his sexuality, even if just the slightest bit. The website autoplayed the video, and Finn was immediately met with the sight of an interview where he kept leaning on and massaging Jack's back. He remembered that interview, how it felt like he couldn't get his hands off of Jack. He also quickly remembered Wyatt trying to not-so-subtly push his hands off of Jack. Finn's eyes widened at the screen. Was it really that obvious? Was he that transparent?

In the next clips of a mini-compilation showing all the times Jack tried to kiss him, he felt a strange stir in his stomach when he kept seeing his younger self reject his friend's advances. Maybe it was fear, or maybe it was the hurt of wondering if Jack were to ever really kiss him, it'd just be a joke.

But now...now Jack was out of the closet. He's more mature, the both of them are grown now. Finn remembered the different times Jack came out on instagram, his hesitant announcing that he's bisexual on his lives. He also took a glance at the interview Jack did discussing his sexuality, and even his gender.

A different video queued next on Youtube's autoplay made Finn push his comforter off his body and sit up against his headboard. "What the fuck?"

He furrowed his brows, his eyes honing in on his phone's screen. "Jasher." Jack and Asher...were they close now?

What does it even matter?

Finn inwardly scolded himself. Of course Jack would have new friends now, it only made sense. The both of them had new friends, new castmates, new lives.

On his screen, Jack giggled into Asher's shoulder in one shot before a new clip played, with him jumping into Asher's arms bridal style. Finn's eyes widened, the boy taken aback by the sight.

For some reason, the more the video played the angrier Finn felt.

"Filming Shazam, working with Asher, it was seriously the best months of my entire life." Jack's voice chirped through his phone's speaker.

The best of his life?

What bothered Finn was how similar Jack's interactions with Asher looked to their own when they were kids. But it's different with them--they're adults. Jack's out of the closet.

They actually have a chance to...

Finn shook his head, rolling his eyes. This was dumb of him to even worry about when he had to be on set in the morning. But he just kept digging, more and more. Reading the comments, Finn felt his blood boil.

JasherBeliever:

"Oh they definitely fucked before."

XOzynon:

"Literally we are all that interviewer just calling them adorable the whole time."

MumfinLin:

"LMAOO JACK PLEASE BEHAVE!"

Shay-zam:

"Poor Jack is flirting with all his being just for Asher to say they're like brothers."

Finn scoffed. So it wasn't a big deal after all--because Asher wouldn't say something like him and Jack being like brothers unless he meant it, right?

He recalled the Fack drama when they were young. He definitely was uncomfortable with it, but to an extent, occassionally indulged in the fantasy. He at first did it as a joke, but knew he was in too deep when he had the audacity to admit he read Fack fanfiction during a group Stranger Things interview. God, how embarrassing it was to set himself up like that--the memory of his castmates side-eyeing him as he explained the concepts of shipping, and all while admitting he reads fanfiction of himself with his old friend? What was he thinking? The answer is: he wasn't. He wasn't thinking at all, and he just talked and talked like the Trashmouth he played in IT.

Maybe it was the push and pull that made them drift apart. The confusing line between young friends that kept being drawn and kicked away every time they indulged in the shipping one second, and vehemently denied it in the other.

Growing old was tough. Maybe in a different life, they worked together when they were older, and more comfortable in their own skin. Maybe then, Jack would have jumped into Finn's arms. Claimed that the best time in his life was with Finn, and not Asher.

Too many what-ifs ran through his head, and while Jack was finally right there, right in front of him, he was still tongue-tied. More now than ever.

Jack was talking...oh shit, Jack was talking, and Finn was just staring down at him like a fish out of water.

"What did you say?" Finn leaned down and asked loudly in Jack's ear.

Jack rolled his eyes, leaning up on his tip toes again. "Can we talk somewhere more private?"

Finn nodded, and stood straight to look over the party's crowd. He tried to act casually when he grabbed Jack's hand and led him through the crowd, and not like his heart was about to beat out of his chest any second now. God, why did Jack wear such a dumb and cute sweater? Wasn't he hot? Finn definitely felt hot. The room was way. too. hot.

Finally reaching the balcony, Finn closed the sliding glass doors behind Jack and breathed in the much-needed night air.

"Hey Finn?"

"Yeah-- yeah?" Finn stammered without looking back at Jack, leaning onto the railings with a tight grip. "Sorry just, give me a second."

Jack sighed behind him, and shuffled to lean against the railing next to Finn. "I'm really proud of you, Finn."

Finn looked up from his view of the skyline, and was suddenly hyper-aware of the city lights shining in Jack's eyes. "Yeah?"

Jack gave a small smile, and playfully knocked his shoulder against Finn's. "Duh, dummy. You're crazy talented." He complimented with a soft chuckle.

"Thanks, you too," Finn breathily responded with a dopey smile, looking down bashfully. "So, how's work been for you?"

"You know, same old same old" Jack picked at his sweater sleeves before pulling them over his hands and crossing his arms, shivering from the breeze. "Shazam's been taking up my time but, i'm trying to book a live action Disney movie."

"Nice, nice." Finn nodded, sucking at his teeth awkwardly. "How's Asher?"

Fuck. Fuck. What kind of question was that? What if Jack asked, how's Milly? How's Noah? Wouldn't that be strange? So why did Finn have to ask--

"Asher?" Jack furrowed his brows and chuckled. "He's fine. We're finally getting some sleep now that we're done shooting, that's for sure."

"I know what you mean," Finn nodded, his spindly fingers pushing back his curls that kept getting tossed from the wind. "So you two are close?"

"I guess you can say that, yeah," Jack smiled, turning to face the city lights again as he continued to lean on the railing. "You know they're calling us Jasher now?"

Finn laughed as if it was his first time ever hearing this, and not like he knew about the ship for months now.

"Jasher has to be the dumbest thing I've ever heard." Finn joked.

"More than Fack?" Jack scoffed, side-eyeing Finn.

Finn bit his tongue, his laughter caught in his throat. "Uh, yeah that was pretty dumb, huh?"

Jack giggled, "I guess, but I was talking about the name. Fack sounded so weird, it was hard not to make fun of at the time."

"I don't know, Jasher sounds weirder if you asked me..." Finn half-joked.

"Whatever," Jack knocked his shoulder against Finn's again, pulling his sleeves over his hands tighter.

"Are you cold?" Finn asked, looking down at his old friend with concern.

"No man, I'm fine," Jack waved off, shaking his head.

"Here," Finn started to pull the sleeves off his suit.

"Finn, stop," Jack laughed, looking down as he pushed at Finn's chest. "You're still so corny." Jack joked.

"Just take it," Finn pushed the suit jacket to Jack.

"No," Jack pushed back.

"Jack--"

"Finn. I'm good." Jack said sternly, huffing as he leaned down on the railing again.

"Sorry I..." Finn awkwardly stood, shifting his balance between his feet that were definitely sore from the shitty dress shoes he had to wear. "Sorry man." He cleared his throat, leaning on the balcony's railing with Jack.

"No, it's fine--"

"Jack?"

Finn and Jack turned around to see Asher standing at the sliding door, peeking his head out. "Oh, hey Finn! It's nice seeing ya." Asher gave a sweet smile. Finn silently nodded, smiling back and pushing his cold hands into his pockets.

"Asher, what's up?" Jack turn to lean his back against the railing, now facing his new castmate.

"Aren't you cold? Come on, they're playing your favorite song."

Jack's gaze darted between Finn and Asher, before landing on Finn. "Sorry, I'm gonna head back in." Jack apologized to Finn, looking up with his big brown eyes that had Finn ready to risk it all.

Finn nodded with a tight smile, "No worries. It was nice catching up."

"Yeah," Jack nodded back with an equally tight smile. "We should do it again sometime. You know, if you actually have the time to, bigshot." He chuckled.

Finn stared at Jack's retreating figure, his eyes focused on Asher's hand low on Jack's back as he led him back inside to the party. Jack shivering and playfully hunching into Asher's chest left a bitter feeling in Finn.

Finn pushed his tongue against his cheek in annoyance, staring down at his jacket still held in one hand. Stupid.

He felt..well, did it really matter? If they were back to square one, what difference did that make? Besides, he already talked to Jack. It was over and done with, he didn't have to talk to him anymore for the night. And, there was still so many other people who'd been trying to get his attention! Here he was, wasting his time on what-ifs when he should be networking.

And so, Finn worked. He worked, and worked, and worked. It didn't feel like a party after his conversation with Jack, it felt like an endless amount of interviews with people he half-knew. He hovered around his castmastes towards the end of the night, and looked down and away from Jack and Asher laughing at each other's (probably dumb) jokes in the corner of the room.

It was when Asher managed to make Jack cackle loud enough for him to hear it from across the room, and over the ridiculously loud music, when he decided to take a stand. He pushed through the crowd, and made a beeline towards Jack. "Hey."

Jack squinted up at Finn as he tried to catch his breath, blinking tears out of his eyes, "H-hey. Sorry, Asher just was--" Jack interrupted himself with more laughter, hunching over. Asher laughed with him, and Finn continued to stand there as if he wasn't clearly a third-wheel.

"You play guitar, right?" Finn leaned down and asked in Jack's ear, pretending not to notice Asher trying to lean in and hear what he said to Jack.

"Yeah? Why?" Jack furrowed his brows, his smile from earlier still lingering.

Finn glanced at Asher, trying his best not to roll his eyes when he tried to lean in again to hear their conversation. Finn leaned in closer, allowing his lips to brush against Jack's ear with every word he spoke. "You still have my number, right? You should do a jam session with the band sometime."

Jack's smile dropped when he felt Finn stand so close, closer than he had in years. He almost felt dirty being this close with Asher being right there. While he and Asher were just friends, Jack couldn't lie to himself and act like nothing was there. He didn't put in years of hard work flirting with Asher for nothing, but why was he suddenly ready to risk it all now that Finn was finally here with him again? He missed Finn. He missed him.

Jack nodded, and leaned into Finn's neck to respond with a yes. He knew that he could have just kept his response at a nod, but Jack wanted to savor the close proximity to Finn.

Finn smiled down at him, and all of a sudden, they were the only two in the room. Jack tried his best to beat his feelings the fuck out of his heart, not ready for the hurt of the two of them inevitably distancing again. Asher was nice. He was perfect. But, he was also a work-in-progress. Jack knew how obvious his crush on Asher from the past few years must've been, to seemingly everyone except for Asher. If he was in the same position with Asher as he was with Finn when they worked together, what was the harm in rekindling his old friendship?

Jack ignored Asher's change in mood after Finn gave him a tight hug, gripping around his waist and whispering a goodbye in his ear. He just hoped that Asher didn't notice the kiss Finn finally reciprocated and left on Jack's jaw before he left.

An old flame leading to new beginnings was exactly what both Finn and Jack craved, and they were ready to put in the work to do so.

If Asher had a problem, he'd just have to step up before Finn would.

#fack #reddie #jasher #jack dylan grazer #finn wolfhard #asher angel #shazam #it 2017 #fanfiction #my fic #reddie fanfiction #fack fanfiction #jasher fanfiction #fury of the gods

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autisticempathydaemon · 6 days

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Hello... again! Are you hyperfixated on RedactedAudio?

Do you want (need) to know who to follow to cultivate your dashboard and feed your gremlin brain good, good boyfriend roleplay content and my first recommendation post of magnificent fan-artists and fan-writers wasn't enough dopamine for you?

Cool, I’ve got you, and I’ve got even more hyperlinks. Buckle up.

(Note: This is by no means a comprehensive, objective, or complete list, as I have biases and favorites and limited time. If you feel I've missed someone, please feel free to reblog with your additions! I just would have loved a guide like this when I got into the fandom back in August 2022 and wanted to spread some positivity~!)

Fanfiction:

@agentplutonium: they/them

Pluto is just one of the many gorgeous people who've migrated to Tumblr now that Twitter is, ya know, on fire. I've been following them on Tiktok for ages, and I'm so pleased they joined us on tumblr now! Highlights: "Constant" and "Inconvenience" mean the world to me, because there are just not enough aspec headcanons in the fandom, we could always have more.

@angelicaether: they/them

Aether is a fucking gem unto this fandom- not only do they run Sky Side, a friendly, closeknit (hehe) server for 21+ Redacted fans but they also were who we have to thank for Redacted Kinktober 2023, bless them~ Highlights: New Job Posting is magnificent if you’re in the mood for some David/Angel smut today and this cute couple crossover fic if you’re feeling more SFW!

@caelumsnuff: they/them

Phoenix is magnificent, creative, and endlessly sweet. I also respect the hell out of anyone that can take the anon hate that they get with as much grace and attitude as they do /gen /pos Highlights: I love this gift for the Quinn-fuckers they wrote, I do, but I have to admit I'm partial to the Imperium!Vincent/Imperium!Asher piece they did, because their tension and hatred was just too palpable to deny, I needed it.

@empydoc: any pronouns

Empy's Soul Eater AU has not only taken over my life but has also got me deeply wanted a Soul Eater rewatch. God forbid xe succeed because this post has already been delayed enough /j Highlights: I love the Marcus/Asset post, because that's my favorite pairing but also because Asset as both an android and a weapon is so, so interesting. Blake/Bestie's is also a particular gem, because being a meister just gives him a new dimension to his manipulation and I love it.

@floofdeloop: she/her

Not only is Floof a beloved fic writer but she's also one of the adored DJs of the fandom. Are you really a fan if you haven't looked up Redacted on Spotify and saved all her playlists? /j Highlights: Her whole playlist page is literally so good, but I love the cute, domestic vibes of this Geordi one or the tragic, angsty, Britrock vibes of this Porter playlist~!

@joshusten: they/them

Sten is one of if not the writer that comes to mind when you're looking for amazing Guy/Honey content! Highlights: Bitter Melon is my personal favorite of their work; what can I say? I'm a sucker for a little jealousy in my fics. You also can't miss Honeysuckle, their most recent piece which gets into Guy's canonically less-than-pure mind~

@pinksparkl: she/her

Gosh, where would we be without her? Pink never has a bad word or thought for anyone and just persists in being a delightful, sweet presence in the fandom. Highlight: I can't decide what I'm more obsessed with- their Adam-centric fic exploring the Progeny/Maker bond or their nsfw Gavin-centric with his tail exploring Freelancer nudge nudge wink wink

@redlikeredacted: they/them

Just as their blog says, they are the CEO of Dasher. In my head, they are the president of both the David/Asher and the Autistic!David fan clubs, and I'd vote for them a second and third term okay I love Red Highlights: Their "David bottoming for the first time" fic is everything to me okay I am here for nothing but this except maybe this Milo fic where he gets Aggro~

@teafairywithabook: she/they

A lovely writer, voice actor, and person, Cheri does it all! With a whole 34 Redacted works on AO3, they are a must-follow. Highlights: I'll provide the masterlist of previously mentioned works, but I must recommend her nsfw Avior/Starlight fic keeping us sated until we finally get an Avior BA and their fic of Alexis's POV of Sam's turning I couldn't not okay I'm just a person I have biases

@tepid-judas: he/they/it

My favorite Adam stan, my friend, and the person who converted me into an Adam/Brighteyes shipper, I thank Judas every day for that. Highlights: I love their series of epistolary fics, because who doesn’t love a good letter, but I would be remiss if I didn’t rec his DAMN polycule plus Xavier fic cause fuck canon let's add frosty the snowman to the orgy /lh

@themonotonysyndrome: she/her

Lady, my dearest friend and greatest foe~ How else do I describe the gorgeous, sociable, friendly person who bought Alexis/Christian into the world and ruined my life? (affectionate) Highlights: Let these two assholes in love take you on a ride, fall in love with them too. If that's not your vibe, I cannot recommend enough her insane, gen z Bright Eyes being an absolute fucking terror /pos

Fanart:

@androgynouspenguinexpert

Can YOU believe Penguin's only been posting art since, like, December? I certainly can't, because it's like they've drawn every boy at this point and each is as smoochable and adorable as the last. Highlights: Their Porter is one of my favorites; what can I say? Who can resist this high ponytail and cape combo? I also love their Hush, cause look at him~! He's adorable! Penguin gives all these boys such luscious, floofable hair; I love them!

@cute-brainz: she/they/it

Kindly, lovingly, respectfully, Cute's listeners designs reduce me to a sniveling, simpering puddle of a simp. I become nothing but a humble, simple straight man, and none of you came blame me good god their listeners are hotter than all the redacted men- Highlights: Like, look at their Lovely: the hair, the singlet, the VIBES? Fuckin irresistible; like Vincent, I'd give them anything their heart desires. And their ANGEL? The MINUTE David Shaw fumbles that bag, I'm on my knees with a ring hello earth angel will you be mine

@darling-solaire

Darl has been posting art for only a month and a half at the writing of the post, and yet I feel like I've loved their Solaires for forever. They, as a unit, are hot and tragic as fuck, and I love them. Highlights: I am obsessed, particularly, with the Solaire family portraits, but maybe that's because my girl Alexis is up there, and I love her. There's also this bust compilation of more Redacted boys in case you didn't find your favorite in the Solaires~!

@free-boundsoul: she/her

Okay so, like, vibe with me did you ever love Lisa Frank products with the bright, saturated colors and sparkling eyes but wish instead of cuddly animals that there were really hot men? Then Savvie is the artist for you~ Highlights: One, it's fun to see a Regulus that's not blue, okay? It's thinkin outside the box. Two, the CRACKS? WITH THE GOLD PEEKING THROUGH? I'm inconsolable my god. Speaking of daemons, Fool!Gavin is sort of everything to me. He's just really rocking that sweater vest!

@hotmcrodz: he/they

I know for a fact that I'm not the only one obsessed with the way Jai draws human anatomy. I have unironically seen a Jai piece in the tag and gone "WOWZA" like I'm Jim Carrey in The Mask; that's what they do to me. Highlights: This Milo was one of the pieces that made my eyes pop out my head like a cartoon wolf; I think it's the shirtlessness plus the muscle pose. I just couldn't handle it. I also reacted like that to their Babe because I am an equal opportunity pervert /hj

@izzuku: he/they

Izzuku designs characters with the most realistic and gorgeous body types; like, I love the soft jawlines and how warm and touchable they draw skin. Every Izzuku design is kissable as hell. Highlights: I have to recommend his Regulus and Hush designs, obviously, they're my favorite men. However, I can't let the world go by another rotation without recommending this special Halloween version of Vincent~!

@kilarthmac: she/they

In case we needed another reason to love and appreciate the iconic timestamping account we all recognize from the Redacted comments, we cannot neglect their fanart! Highlights: Like, look at this brought-back-wrong Vega! This Hush with his cute face and off-putting air! He's so cute and so weird! I also love this piece they've done for one of my favorite rarepairs, Imperium!Lasko/Adam~

@latenightsleeper: he/they/it/she

My kinfolk and my beloved, one of the few people who understand me and the vision that is beautiful, blonde, dumb and lovable Christian. They will give you so many feelings about Darlin and Christian, and they will cause you agony /pos Highlights: Obviously, I'm obsessed with the Tank/Christian art like this one (Christian is just so cuuute), but we're all obsessed with this Sam/Darlin animatic set to Eat Your Young.

@maxpaulll

An amazing artist that I'm so glad we managed to get to migrate to Tumblr from Twitter so I could put them on this list~ Highlights: I am obsessed always with their Indigenous character designs, especially David. Like, look at him, he's indescribably beautiful, outshone by no one except maybe Max's Imp!Vega, because oh my god look at him~

@nortyourself: she/her

I don't think there's anyone who's not obsessed with at least one of Rachel's pieces; like, I believe she'll get to every Redacted man with the speed and beauty she works. Even Reticuli has gotten the Rachel treatment and been made hot af. Highlights: Technically, this Imperium!Damien just takes me breath away; like, it would be blown up and framed in his palace (for all of his short and tempestuous reign). Personally, her Hush has a dear and special place in my heart. He's just my favorite~!

@penncilkid: any pronouns

One of the most gorgeous and darling and non-stop creators in the space! They're a true triple threat, kicking our hearts in the butt with their art, their writing, and their audio roleplay series~ Highlights: With so many mediums under their belt, it's so hard to choose. If you're looking for purely Redacted content, their art is prolific and so creative, I've got to share the whole gallery. If you're in the market for a new VA to fall in love with, you've got to check out their youtube channel~!

@pycth: any pronouns

I dont have anything creative or profound to say here- all of pycth's designs are smoking hot and would render me selectively mute with a glance, 'nuff said. Highlights: How can I PICK? Ugh, hottest of the hot that comes to mind has got to be their President Moore art; like, this pose isn't FAIR. On the other end of the spectrum, if you want your heart kicked in the butt, I don't think any of us are over this Sam piece or ever will be.

@rainingcatsandjune: any pronouns

Another new artist who's only been here since April, and yet- I would die for his and his fine-ass, touchable Sam. Like, hell, render any man pretty like that, and I'll die for him. That's how pretty this art is. Highlights: Like, look at him. How does one do anything but look at him, especially in this pose? Again, look at him! Look at the hands. The soft, touchable glow and how it lights and shades his and Darlin's skin. The broad shoulders good god~

@sainthowlzon: they/he

You can't turn a corner on tumblr without seeing some of Howl's adorable Scribble Dolls or Icons! (Or any other social media actually. I feel like I've deffo seem some of Howl's icons on Tiktok too.) They're cute, they're iconic, and there's one for almost everyone! Highlights: Here's that full set of icons for your perusal; my personal favorite is Asset's. And here's the full set of Redacted Scribble Dolls; my favorite is Regulus, I think, because of his freaky vibes, but it's so hard to pick!

@sincerelywhistler: any pronouns

Like everyone with a working set of eyes and a beating heart, I am obsessed with all of Wes's designs; like, who wouldn't fall in love at first sight with all those beautiful and often shirtless people? Highlights: There's honestly too many to pick from, but I'll TRY. Their Gavin is an absolute must, I share it with the Discord on sight, he's that it girl if you will. Oh, and one cannot neglect Avior's HBS piece; I'm not even an Avior girlie, and I was like daaaaaamnnnnnnn~

@slushiepizza: they/them

Where would all the guy-lovers be without Slushie and their absolute cornucopia of Guy and Honey delights? Like, where else would we get our homemade, MacGyver'd serotonin? Highlights: The "Everyday" series is everything to me, and I mean everything; Guy has become too relatable and has struck me right in the heart. If you're not in a Guy mood, I'm also in love with their older, cozy Anton~!

@s0lairee: she/they

Jo's style is just so clean, so cute, and I really love it when they play with lighting in their pieces. Like, we are almost, almost there to making me stan Vincent if you're gonna drape him in moonlight like that... Highlights: ...thought, if I had to pick, I'd probably lean more towards Vincent's partner. They're rocking the red eyes, I love them! I'm also obsessed with their freckle-y, sweet Lasko, because who isn't?

@strawberrybouvine: he/they

The artistic equivalent of gourmet candy, I am absolutely obsessed with the gorgeous colors of Jasper's art and cannot get enough of the sweetness! Is this sugar running through my veins or unparalleled cuteness? Highlights: I'm not even a David stan but, like, jesus christ, the long hair and hairy chest makes me want to go feral. Don't even get me started on the cuteness of his chibi art, I really will start foaming at the mouth.

@theflowersaremine

I don't know exactly what medium Haylin uses or what colors or effects they use, but goddamn it makes those men so dreamy. I'm not even a Sam stan, but that's a smoochable man right out of Gilmore Girls /pos Highlights: Like, are you seeing the Gilmore Girls vision? That's a handsome man from a wholesome show geared for women- almost as handsome as this art of David. I see this smile in my dreams; it's so beautiful.

@venuslove-28: any pronouns

Venus's art is strawberry and vanilla soft serve injected straight into my heart; it's so familiar and cute, so charming, and I want to stim and bounce in excitement when I see it. Does that make sense? It'll make sense when you see it. Highlights: Personally, I have never and I will never stop thinking about this Huxley, I am simply not capable. Their Avior is also cuter than all get-out, I must admit.

@wingless-cupid

I don't think anyone does cute and colorful and pastel and kawaii quite like Cupid. You can't help but look and admire all the eye-catching colors and then want to hug their cheery, dynamic characters! Highlights: I'm highkey obsessed with their Freelancer and DAMNily and all their d(a)emons in general. Like, look at this! Minh is such a cutie and a simp, I love them! I'm also constantly thinking about this art in particular, because look at all these PRICELESS EXPRESSIONS!

@yoteako: he/it

Would you like stunning, high quality art and tragic, old man yaoi on your dash? That's a silly question; of course you do which is why we're going to follow and love on Yote. Highlights: See how beautiful, doomed, and intimate this multi-page comic is about two characters who've never canonically spoken? That's devotion. On the less forsaken side of the narrative, their Gavin/Lasko ship art is embedded into my heart.

If you’re reading all the way here, I hope you found the post helpful and smiled while making your way through it! Or both! The RedactedAudio fandom is truly one of my favorite spaces on the internet; it’s so intimate and creative, and I’ve found some amazing, perfect friends here, so I hope you will too 💖

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