My little fallen angel. (Gay romance RP O/O)

Hello humans. It’s no one special back at it again with a romance rp because I’m bored at school slowly dying while trying to draw something. So anyways here’s an RP thing.
Angels, rare creatures above the clouds, messengers to the gods (totally not inspired by Kid Icarus). Beautiful white wings, halo’s floating above their neatly combed hair. Happiness and peace are held above the clouds, but not all are loyal to their respected goddess/god. Some are unlucky enough to be ‘fallen angels’ given the title if they mess up three times. It’s rare to have an angel fall, but when a gay angel enters the scene, not given a chance, he’s sent to earth, curse with his wings and past. On one faithful day, this gay angel encounters someone who would completely change their life for the greater good.

Rules:
-LGBTQ+ highly encouraged
-You must ask to join, and will have to give an example. Don’t take a no the wrong way.
-Swearing is aloud, but don’t do it excessively.
-You don’t have to be mature for this one (for once)
-No OP characters, please.

Roles:
Fallen Angel- It’s Emi, what more can one say?
Normal Human- A spaghetti armed short stick.

Template:
Name:
Age(30-40 perferably):
Sexuality:
Appearence:
Usually outfit:
Personality:
Other: (I guess list things I missed that’s important to the character god I’m awful at character bio’s)

.D.

:3 hello me friend

Salvete friendo

Reeeeee So would you like to join? You don’t need an example, you are too fabulously fantastic for one.

Reeeeeeee yes

No one ever asks me for an example and it makes me sad ;u;

Like I have great ones I can use

But anyway

Which one would you like to be? I have characters to fit both. I think you already know who I would choose for the angel

I would like to be the angel

Bc angel

Oh yes. I will go do the template now because of course.

Of course

YEET it is complete

Mind if I add stuff to it?

Sure thing! It doesn’t matter really…

Fuck your response I did anyway lol

Name: Malach "Mal"
Gender: Male
Sexuality: He doesn’t know what this is.
Age: 378 Angel Years, or 192 in Human
Species: Fallen Angel
Personality: Regal, responsible and nitpicky. He'll snap at anyone's heels if they contradict him. Very confident in himself, doesn't believe in bumbles, but he's quick to forgive someone else's mistakes; just not his own. Usually pushes people away, but upon occasion, he'll stick his neck out to help others.
Appearance: (Oh biooooyyyy) Very Tall at a staggering 6'7 (short in Angel standards), Medium frame (I'ma duce it at 276 lbs), longer legs rather than a broader chest, curved shoulders and muscular arms. He has long platinum blonde hair, parted from the right, with speckled gray-blue eyes. Sharp nose, hooded droopy eyes, thin lips, and acne scars.
Powers/Abilities: He can fly. Like wow. He also can convince and manipulate people to do what is correct, an ability every Fallen Angel has, super strength, telekinesis, seduction (though he never uses it), invisibility and intangibility, and as well as hallucination making. He can also fight with multiple weapons, but his weapon of choice is a spear. He can also sweep, slam or bash with his wings.
Flaws: Very nitpicky in his own decisions and mistakes. If he were to make a mistake he'd reprimand himself for it for days, weeks or even months depending on the situation.
Likes: He likes total calm and perfection, which is absolutely impossible.
Dislikes: Calamity and disaster.
Other: Wings: Huge at a wingspan of 73 ft. White feathers with gray joints, the feathers are rather spiky and short, but they're out in layers which may offer warmth when he sleeps. He usually holds them aloft, as if ready to fight with them or fly.

(I was stuck in class I am sorry. Oh look I used a new character, wow.)
Name: Lucas Renlee
Age(30-40 preferably): 34
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Pansexual
Appearance: Short slightly chubby male with crispy, greasy, brown hair that comes down to his shoulders. Has frosty green eyes, along with unhealthily pale skin. Freckles rest around his face, while glasses hang from his nose.
Usual outfit: When he’s not inside his house sulking, he’s usually outside wearing casual clothing. He wears baggy hoodies all the time, usually black or grey. His pants are always baggy leggings that rest on the shoe. His shoes are hardly visible, but when you can catch a glimpse, it’s always black slippers.
Personality: The lazy, unmotivated type. The person to drink seven cups of coffee with extra sugar and stay the same. Although his tired personality looks to be a sign he’s just shy, it’s the exact opposite to that. He’s very angry, stubborn, uninviting, and never talks to anyone unless completely nessesary.
Other: literally nothing

Nnnneat

Reeee So when I get home I’ll put that starter, I can’t make a starter in 6 minutes.

Sitting alone under the shade of a tree, looking up, sunlight glittzering against the grass. Lucas sighed as he locked his eyes onto a hard cover book, taking in every little detail that rested on the pages. The peaceful wind gently brushed against his brown, messy hair, as he gently fluttered the page over to his other thumb. He jerked his head up when he heard footsteps approaching him, looking around all he saw was more trees, grass, other plants. He thought it was his imagination, then looked back down at his book, using his finger to put his glasses back into its comfortable position. It took him awhile to notice someone near him, he could sense it wasn’t a normal person. Affraid to find out a bear or something was stalking him, he pretended nothing was wrong, and continued to read his book with a negative feeling building slowly inside him.

(Hm

So would Mal randomly be approaching for no reason?)

(I guess. I suck at this yeee.

(…..)

(I need to try again don’t I? But I did so well… if you say I have to retry it I’m copying the original and pasting it on docs, it was probably the most beautiful thing I’ve ever written)

(Well I like it as a start but I feel like it’s a little off. Like, why would Mal be approaching a rando human? Do you want me to post a different start?)

(Sure thing!)

(.p.)