anewhope303

(for the femslash ficlets florence + the machine table, prompt sweeter than heaven, hotter than hell. this is my first time posting my writing here so i probably made some mistakes)

Anna seems so different from what you would expect from an angel. Ruby supposes she isn't exactly one anymore, given the whole falling from grace into a sexy, mild mannered college student shabang, but there’s still something pious about her sheet pale skin and the wide set of her eyes that rebellion can't quite shake. She’s hardened, but not a robot like the rest of those miserable sons of bitches. Her smile is kind in a way that puts her on edge.

Ruby finds her fascination fitting, in a perverse way. She isn't your average demon either.

Sitting next to her in the back of the impala, Ruby can't help but feel like a kid walking past a toy shop. She can't help but stare at her, like the beautiful, untouchable thing that she is. 

She won't let the fallen angel distract from her mission, but there's no harm in looking, is there?