fyogol au

nikolai is an angel who frequently visits an old, abandoned temple on the base of a mountain. he is by no means your average, innocent angel. some would say he's more corrupt than most demons.

one day he is caught tempting humans as a source of entertainment+

+which is considered a crime amongst angels. it wasn't enough to banish him to hell, so as punishment he lost his most prized possession, his wings. it was not done in any sane manner, there were stumps where the pristine white feathers used to grow and the skin burnt+

+for days afterwards.

he found himself staying in the abandoned temple more than usual, though the birds he used to frequently feed, he grew to hate. he hated that they had the freedom of flight, the one thing he craved most. he wished to be free again.

the weather+

+was colder than usual when he arrived that day and he noticed the lack of animals in the surrounding area. though, he paid it no mind to it at first as he perched himself on one of the broken temple walls. it must've been around an hour before a sudden voice startled him+

+and he fell face first onto the floor. when he looked up he was met with a pair of crimson eyes, pale features, black hair and most notably a pair of horns and striking black wings spouting from the other's back. though unlike an angels wings. they were thin and sleek+

+wings much more suited for a bird of prey, unlike what nikolai's wings used to be, they were more round like a small songbird. that of which the other would have hunted. the angel felt a wave of vulnerability wash over him.

"poor angel," the demon cooed as he knelt down+

+and reached behind nikolai to run his hands through the small amount of feathers there, "i bet you had beautiful wings."

nikolai could feel the weight of lost wings pull on his heart and he turned his head away and grit his teeth. the demon chuckled.+

+"my name is fyodor," he paused, using a hand to gently turn the angels face until he was staring right back into those ruby eyes, "i could give you back your wings... for a price."

nikolai knew he shouldn't, it would get him thrown out of heaven for good. but the idea+

+of having his wings back, his freedom back, was almost too tempting. his eyes narrowed as he boldly, "what is it that you would like, demon fyodor?"

~end of thread because im too lazy to write more~