Trickster
Trickster
More from my secret Gabriel stash. Which is…not so very secret. BUT STILL. Artists credited on each picture :3
Title: With A Whimper, Chapter Three
Fandom(s): Thor, Avengers, Supernatural
Pairing: Loki/Gabriel
Rating: R…maybe NC17? I don’t know how these things work ^^;
Summary: ”I want to propose a mutually beneficial…arrangement.” Gabriel and Loki make a deal, to save them both from uncertain future.
Warnings: the beginning of sex, yay! also, my fudging various history, mythology, and canon to attempt and make this oddness work ^^; there’s a whole bunch of ideas in my head that I’ve not been able to make come through. I should do a headcanon post some day. But not today.
The archangel meets his own desire with bewilderment. The mechanics of the process he knows well enough, he’s been to earth numerous times, bringer of holy declarations or righteous judgement, and he’s seen how the humans, how his Father’s “children”, delight in rutting like beasts. Gabriel has even watched them with mild interest, wondering at the ecstasy on their faces that sometimes seemed to be desperation or rage or any number of human emotions the angel had no term for. Even if he’d gotten it into his head to lay with a mortal, as some of his brothers or sisters had, it was a grievous sin and could result in the horror of the nephilim.
Now, his Father is vanished and his Word unheard, brother broke faith with brother, and there is war in Heaven. With Michael and Lucifer sundered, the Host’s attention divided, there remained none with the authority to truly command Gabriel. Here, in this cover of mortal flesh made hallowed, there is blood rushing beneath his skin and trillions of nerve endings reacting to every slightest pressure, every tiny shift in the air, the brush of lips or touch of finger nails, translating these things into sensation and reactive emotion. He never grew tired of the pleasant surprises of wearing a human vessel, but this intimacy is a new level of fleshly realization. Even this experience, of laying with knowledge of a heathen idol, is made holy.
Title: With A Whimper, Chapter Two
Fandom(s): Thor, Avengers, Supernatural
Pairing: Loki/Gabriel
Rating: PG still really. Will eventually be NC17 :D
Summary: ”I want to propose a mutually beneficial…arrangement.” Gabriel and Loki make a deal, to save them both from uncertain future.
Warnings: minor violence, future sex? also, my fudging various history, mythology, and canon to attempt and make this oddness work ^^;
Gabriel has had enough. He is only willing to take so much ridicule from this false god. He releases his vessel, exploding out of it in a burst of brilliant golden light. It throws Loki from him, a nearby table reduced to tinder, and gives him just enough time before the dark haired being is on him again, the wicked looking blade slicing into Gabriel’s grace before disappearing, wielder reappearing behind. The archangel realizes the weapon is enchanted in some manner, it burns and freezes when weapons of the mortals are but the nipping of bugs in comparison, and turns faster than a thought, ready to meet Loki’s advances.
In the next few minutes, the two find themselves surprisingly equally matched, neither able to gain the upper hand for long. The little cabin suffers for it and when it’s finished, they find themselves in the rubble of their destruction. Gabriel had had the foresight to extend the smallest of his power to lay the unconscious woman in a field of wild flowers many yards distant from the clash of their combat, she’ll wake later and find herself alone, full of longing and blurry ungraspable memories.
The battle is ended, with Gabriel sheathed once more in his human flesh and sitting astride Loki’s hips, a gleaming angelic sword offering a deadly kiss at Loki’s pale stretch of throat. The pagan in turn hovers the tip of his own jeweled blade at the grace pulsing beneath the angel’s confiscated ribs. The assurance of mutual destruction stays them.
Loki pony is finished :3 Decided not to try a cape because I made the mistake of putting in the pendant loop first. So he gets a BUTTBOW. He’s a fashionable pony like that. It’s hard to tell because it was difficult to work at such a tiny size, but his cutie mark is Jörmungandr surrounding the blue glowy tesseract reacting orb from his staff. Yep. ^^; I tried to paint details on his horns but that sorta failed a bit. Oh well.
Part of me likes to pretend that Sam grew out his sideburns in honor of Gabriel.
Gabriel better come back then, before Sam’s sideburns take over his face XD I love this :D

(Source: ladyzolstice)