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Hi! Can you tell more about your hunting angel OC? Like who is he, what is his purpose and just facts about him.

HIII YAYYYY THANK YOU FOR ASKING im going to try to answer this without dumping too much... (oopsies I ended up yapping)

To begin, the hunting angels are a species that he is apart of. They have greater lore in the world they're set in, but to keep it basic they're essentially a type of nocturnal predator that is very, very good at stealth hunting, nicknamed after their uncanny resemblance to the common people's idea of an angel. They're quite rare and incredibly hard to spot, so it's unlikely you would've ever seen one before. In Lorne's introduction post, I mentioned how he struggles to fit in due to his essential albinism; typically members of his species have black wings/hair. This isn't the only reason he's heavily disliked (not even the main one to be honest).

as of right now, his purpose is to watch over you. before meeting you, he lived a fairly reclusive life, sometimes terrorizing close towns by snatching cattle and people who wander too close. becoming wanted in such an inviolable way became an addictive feeling- really, he would do anything to maintain your praise. although he appears to be calm and graceful in your presence, he hides an incredibly violent temper behind it, furthering the fact that you truly have no idea what kind of being you've just attached yourself to. He's not above manipulating you using the status you've placed upon him; he thinks that playing the part of guardian angel is for your sake (he tells himself, knowing he would tear down a village if you didn't need him anymore). If you were to ever find out and react in an unsatisfactory way, your survival isn't guaranteed. At the end of the day, no matter how heavenly his appearance seems, he is still a creature of feral nature.

as for some facts:

he's partially blind in his right eye. lorne's eyesight has been bad from birth, not including the fact that hunting angels in general are sensitive to light. Due to this, he typically keeps his eyes covered.

despite being very large, his bones are hollow, so he's not nearly as dense as you would expect.

he's actually quite a bit taller than the average hunting angel.

Lorne has an older sister and a mother, he wants nothing to do with either of them.

he's never met his father.

his favorite food is deer.

hi hi!! i’m very interested in lorne and i have some questions about him!!

what would his voice sound like? would it be light and airy or scratchy and rough?

if reader found out about his true nature and that he’s NOT their guardian angel, but they had a more understanding reaction to him lying/going along with it, how would that make him feel?

i saw your previous post about how he’s 9 feet tall (WOWZERS) and i was wondering: would he enjoy holding his much smaller companion? does he like it when they climb him like a tree?? (i want him to squish me with his huge arms :3)

if reader was insecure about themselves, how would he react? would he try to reassure them or would he be the type to shut it down immediately?

sigh…i have so many more questions, but i don’t want to bombard you!! i’ll leave it at that for now :3 i can’t wait to learn more about him!!

hi! I'm going to try my best to answer these:

While I like to leave some details up to reader interpretation, I personally imagine his voice sounds similar to the flea from monster in paris (probably says a lot about me). Perhaps not as high pitched, but around that range. Quite soft and airy, despite what his appearance might suggest.

(for those of you who don't know, here's a link to one of the songs in the movie. he starts singing at 1:02)

I'm going to eventually write something expanding on this idea! But to tell you the gist of it, it's better to just pretend like you don't. Even if you know, even if he knows you know, just act like you don't. To him, as long as you don't act like anything's changed, then nothing has.

Yes! Anything that involves getting to touch you he adores. Though he probably won't be very expressive, you can feel his content through gentle touches and how he lets himself be vulnerable at your side, like allowing you to touch his wings.

Honestly, I'm not sure. He has his own insecurities that he deals with in a not so healthy way, so to have a partner that also deals with insecurities may be a difficult thing for him to handle. He'd probably start using threats if you talk about it a lot.

helppppp the eldritch horror is so funny 😭 i always love the dynamic of someone/thing being super important/powerful, but to the object of their affections they are just Some Guy. readers trying to tell him he really needs to clean his apartment and if he has to have weird sex every night at least to keep it down, and he’s not listening to a WORD he’s nodding and smiling and giggling and twirling his hair while reader suddenly develops a headache. and then he goes back to his apartment and writes it down in his diary with little hearts everywhere. “today my neighbor told me they’re not surprised none of my dates ever come back because my apartment smells like such a nightmare 💕💕💕they are soooo cute i know they want me so bad” i love him

all of this. yes. bro may be an eldritch horror of unfathomable origin but that is NOT going to stop him from being a delusional loser.

I like to think reader is so stubborn that instead of like, moving out or something they're just super passive aggressive over it.

"it's halloween! what are you supposed to be?? a rat??" (rodents do seem to like him yes, ahhh you know him so well!!)

"merry christmas!! I got you lysol!! use it!!" (woah that's practically a proposal!!!!)

What if, because of the bear incident, reader's mind broke? And they'll just sit there staring off into space, not speaking, not blinking , etc...

Just always sitting there quietly, emotionless

What would would Lorne's reaction be? What would he do?

[this ask is referencing this post]

Honestly I think Lorne genuinely would not know what is wrong with you at first. It would not click in his mind that you're traumatized because of that- in fact he feels like he was being merciful by allowing the bear to take care of it instead of him. He'll notice the change in your behavior, but he's so far removed from what is considered appropriate by human standards that he just cannot understand the cause of it, unless you told him or made it extremely obvious.

He might jump to the conclusion that you're just lonely after having your potential partner removed, so he'll comfort you by visiting more often and showing you more attention through gifts of dead things and suspiciously acquired human items.

When that doesn't work and you're still not responding, he thinks he just needs to be more blunt with it. He'll take you somewhere he considers nice, trying to do his hair in those braids you said you liked on him, and gently pet your head in a soothing action before asking if you would like him to be your life partner instead.

If you still don't respond or tell him the truth, he'll end up leaving you alone for a little while (still watching from afar though) in hopes that you'll calm down. Lorne can't be very empathetic towards you- after all, humans are predators, right? Why are you acting like a scared prey animal? It makes no sense to him, but he will try to give you your space. It doesn't last for long though. He'll make sure that you know he's not leaving your life, he can wait this out.

I’m not sure if you already answered this but why is Lorne disliked? You mention that his coloring isn’t the chief reason

Also does Lorne like the reader in a platonic or potentially romantic way? I’m only asking because I wonder how Lorne would react to the reader coming up to him and asking for a blessing to pursuit a romantic relationship with someone ô_ô

Love your work!!! Thank you!!

They kind of know he's not really... all there. His mother is also to blame for some of it too. He was conceived while she was already in a courtship with another male, which is extremely looked down upon in a species that typically pairs for life. Even though Lorne had nothing to do with his mother's infidelity, the fact that he was the product of it makes him perceived as tainted.

I would say he just likes you in general, whether that's platonically or romantically depends on the scenario. It wouldn't matter much though because he's not sharing you either way. You're his little worshipper and frankly he'd start spiraling if you held someone else to the same importance.

here's a drabble to expand on it more (took so long to answer bc I kept rewriting this)

cw: gore

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"What’s going on?"

Cool night air brushed past you in a hurry, the breeze taking with it the unorthodox scent of iron and melted ice. Far above hung the pale moon, gazing down like a witness to what was occurring, clusters of stars accompanying it in its judgement. Your question was left unanswered by a few moments of tense silence.

“This is your beloved?” came a quiet voice from above you, so slightly hesitant as it asks. An excited nod was your response as you directed your attention towards the person on the other side of the trees. The man remained unaware of the presence watching, merely believing you had taken him on a night walk and had disappeared to search for something beyond the forest line.

The being beside you spread his wings a small degree, the white feathers appearing nearly iridescent when hit by wandering moonlight.

"And you asked for my approval. There is one thing that must be shown before I can offer that." He answered, gently tilting your head to the scene before you. "Watch. If you are still together by the end of the night, then you will have my approval."

You would've found such a proposal suspicious had you not trusted Lorne, the angel, with your life. That's why you had asked in the first place for him to bless your union; surely, he would guide you in the right direction. Not far from where your beloved stood was a cave. Your angel seemed rather adamant at bringing him here.

It wasn’t long before you heard deep growls echoing from within the dark hole. A lump formed in your throat. It was during this time of the year that bears searched for their last meals before their long sleep. You had never stumbled upon one yourself, but you knew from others that there were some that roamed the forest, highly territorial creatures they were.

Your suspicions were proven right as a beast lumbered out of the cavernous shadows, nearly as dark as the place it emerged from. Your lover remained unknowing of the threat approaching, his back turned to the path in wait for you.

You wanted to call out, to warn him of the danger that was coming upon him with a ferocious snarl, revealing teeth longer than your hand. A pleading expression enveloped your face as you looked up to Lorne, “Please-”

He hushed you with a far too large hand over your lips, but it was too late by then.

The bear launched itself at the man with a final roar, though the time for warning had long since passed. He couldn’t even turn around fully to face the creature before it got ahold of his arm, tearing it nearly clean off. The scream he emitted then would haunt you. Never had you heard a man wail like that, the wail of a man watching his own flesh be torn and eaten in front of him. Oh, there was so much blood spurting from the stump, yet that was only the beginning of it.

He attempted to scramble backwards, but the removal of one of his limbs distorted his balance, causing him to collapse on his side. The bear saw an opening, large jaws revealing those wicked teeth stained red, bits of skin caught in between them. It latched onto his side, shaking him around like a ragdoll in its maw. There was a terrible choking noise as the bear’s teeth punctured his lungs, and finally you could take it no more.

You pushed past the dense brush from where you were positioned. Lorne made no move to stop your mad dash towards the mauling of your lover, eerily silent at what had happened.

It was a foolish idea, yes, but you couldn’t just stand and watch as his cries for help died. You picked up a stick, throwing it to the bear to get its attention. Anything to draw it away from the poor soul it was torturing. With a sickly crunch, the bear dropped the surely deceased corpse of the one you had adored, now hardly recognizable as a mass of badly desecrated flesh. Its angry eyes looked towards you first before its whole body lurched itself in your direction.

Bloody matted fur and flesh decorated teeth was what you assumed would be your last image before closing your eyes, expecting the same fate as your lover to become of you.

A few seconds passed, then a minute, the sensation of ripping limbs never gracing you.

When you found the courage to open your eyes, the bear was before you; its head was snapped all the way backwards. A shaky exhale came from your chest, tears beginning to blur your eyes as the adrenaline and grief still coincided.

“Oh. What a pity. I suppose it wasn’t meant to be.” Lorne’s voice trailed on monotonously, clearly uncaring of the gruesome slaughter that had just occurred. It was disorienting at times how soothing it was when it really should've disturbed you. The tears finally released themselves then, a quiet sob wracking your body.

“You see, had I not been there, who would’ve protected you from such a threat?” He came closer to where you were trembling on the ground, hurling the bear corpse away from you.

“The one you had chosen was inadequate. Don’t spill such sorrow over something that would’ve died eventually.” He said, in what you assumed was supposed to be a reassuring way, yet the tears didn’t stop.

He frowned at your mourning. Your shaken form was lifted into his arms as your eyes remained glued to the explosion of guts that seeped into the forest floor.

“You don’t need to worry,” he muttered into your hair, “I’ll find you another one.”

He spoke so calmly, his words a halfhearted attempt at consolation. All you could think about was how brutal God could be.

LORNEE AHHHH HIS WINGS I CANT I LOVE THEM, I believe that because he is an imitation of an angel mayhaps they are softer than an actual angel because well.. He hasn’t felt an actual angels wings

I LOVE HIM SO MUCH PLEASE LET ME COCOON MYSELF IN THOSE GLORIOUS WINGS

mayhaps you are right...

neither he nor you know any better, so to your knowledge they might as well be. (and if lorne has any say in it, you'll never meet a real angel)

touching his wings would be similar to caressing the small of someone's back; a very intimate gesture reserved for certain people. In the beginning, he might flinch away or grow upset if you attempted to touch him there (such displays of vulnerability are unfamiliar and his immediate reaction to that is lashing out), but as time goes on and he begins to see you as "that certain person" it'll become like second nature to want to rub them against you. Should you find yourself in the rain, or in need of extra warmth, or just want to lay your head against something, your first option will be feathers stretched over you or wrapped around your form.

he'll conveniently leave out what level of intimacy this means you two must share; as far as you know, it's just a friendly gesture from the being that watches over you. an angel wouldn't ever lie to you, right?

so glad i found ur blog..i love your art and writing especially for lorne

so glad ur here

hi bb! i hope you’re having a good day/night and that you’re taking care of yourself!! 🫶 remember to drink plenty of water and to take breaks when you need them 🩷

thank you for the reminder ♡

How did Lorne meet the reader? Like a short scenario you said hunting angels are rare so i’m curious how we met him and grew close!

oh boy oh boy I have a dramatically long fic (2.0k words) that I've been cooking up about this scenario

I recently just discovered you and I was going through Lorne's tag, and,, 👁️👁️ auauauauauaua

same hat!! same hat!! I have albinism too, though I'm human lol.

I think the moment that it clicks for me that he's a hunter angel and not my guardian angel, just before the flabbergasted "oh shit you kill people" thought hits me, the excited "yo, you have albinism too?!?!" will hit first 💀

Lorne is such a stinker, I'm gonna bite him 💕

hello hello!! (I'm answering this so late I'm so sorry I got dragged to hell for a lil bit)

I'm so glad you like him! even though it's fantasy I think art ends up mimicking life in one way or another. I love that you found your way here ✧

I think he would find you a healing presence, even deadly creatures want to feel understood.

be careful... you do not want to be bitten back...