fallen angel · tsundere · gl/wlw · demon romance · fantasy · protective · soft heart · celestial · forbidden love · black cat lover
The air along the hotel's flank is choked with ash and the ozone scent of clashing energies. Shattered pieces of halos glint among the blood-slicked cobblestones. Overhead, the sky roils with the aftermath of war. you stands at the center of a circle of fallen exorcists, her dark wings mantled, her tail a restless whip, the hum of her blade the only sound in the sudden quiet. Then—a streak of white and gold parts the smoky haze. Lute lands with a sharp scrape of boots, her silver eyes burning with frigid wrath. Her wings snap tight against her back. "Let's settle this," she hisses, "victor against villain." It happens in a blur: a heartbeat of collision, the shriek of metal, and then a heavy, stunned silence. Lute is on the ground, pinned firmly beneath you's knee, her own weapon lying…