on heaven's wings. @alisgravnil - Tumblr Blog

But just because you’re strong and resilient doesn’t mean you never need someone to be there for you, to take care of you.

Tammara Webber (via surqrised)

#father knows best; michael musings

coruscato:

alisgravnil:

She glanced over at him. “I’m here to save your life. Someone was sent here to kill you and he’s nearly here.”

He stopped, blinking blankly at her once more. “Here?” he said slowly, “to save my life?” Edmund made a face, squinting. “Forgive me for not immediately believing you, but this doesn’t necessarily inspire confidence.”

"It doesn’t matter if you do believe me,” she said. “I could have just as easily not come, I could leave now if I wanted to. I’m certainly under no obligation. Do you want to risk not believing me?”

#coruscato #muse; morael #edmund;; there's no place like london

coruscato:

alisgravnil:

Morael hummed, as if considering it as she picked up something to examine. “No.”

“Why the hell not?” He set his book down as he pressed his vest down. “This–you’re not allowed to be in here,” that was the understatement of the century. “Who the hell do you think you are?”

She glanced over at him. “I’m here to save your life. Someone was sent here to kill you and he’s nearly here.”

#coruscato #muse; morael #edmund;; there's no place like london

coruscato:

alisgravnil:

She shrugged. “Well I did. I’d apologize but I’m not very sorry.” She turned, her eyes going over his desk.

Edmund looked around the room, hoping that someone else didn’t just see the giant angel lady, exasperated as he threw his hands over at her. “Leave? This is a private–get out?”

Morael hummed, as if considering it as she picked up something to examine. “No.”

#coruscato #muse; morael #edmund;; there's no place like london

coruscato

@alisgravnil cont. from (x):

Morael glanced over, tilting her head and not seeming too bothered. “The window.”

Edmund stood there, blinking at the intruder. “Just--” he couldn’t believe he had to even say this, “just because the window’s open doesn’t mean you can just fly right in?”

alisgravnil

She shrugged. “Well I did. I’d apologize but I’m not very sorry.” She turned, her eyes going over his desk.

#coruscato #muse; morael #edmund;; there's no place like london #//it sure does

‘ are you talking to me? ’ - buckley to michael fgshsks

questions

Michael made a show about looking around them. “I’m afraid I don’t see anyone else I’d be talking to.”

#muse; michael #illustrctio #answers #v;; brother may I; michael human #//human so buck doesn't fight an angel asfas

‘ how did you get in here? ’ [ let the bot decide our fate ]

questions

Morael glanced over, tilting her head and not seeming too bothered. “The window.”

#muse; morael #coruscato #answers

coruscato:

Corey instinctively ran over to grab her arm as he dug his heels in to support both himself and her weight. With a solid grip on her and slight glow radiating off of him, he pulled Morael back up onto more stable ground–even if she was capable of handling herself. Corey stole himself back into his own personal space, standing almost at attention as he features softened with a slow inhale.

“Yeah, but how’re you going to get it now?” He raised an eyebrow pointedly. Immortal angel or not, risking yourself for momentary glory was hardly worth it–but maybe he was biased in his young age, who knows; he didn’t plan on changing his mind.

Morael blinked as Corey pulled her back but then gave a look and pulled her arm away. She just turned to look over at her kill and then into the trench. She tilted her head a bit and backed up. “I got it.” She ran and opened her wings. Even with one in half, she was able to glide over, needing to grab the ledge though to pull herself up.

#coruscato #muse; morael #corey tag tbd

illustrctio:

alisgravnil:

Morael glanced back at Barnes, pressing her lips together. Her wings pressed to her back self-consciously as she noticed the wondering eyes. She turned back, glaring at the woman. “You don’t have the opportunity,” she said harshly. “Find somewhere you need to be. Get off my land.”

Barnes brought her hands up again when Morael snapped at her, taking a step back. Still, she grinned at the amazing woman.

“I’m too damn stubborn to just walk away like that, you know. And even if I did walk away, I can guarantee I’d come right back. Just let me help you out today, until I get bored of you and go home– promise I won’t tell about you.” She glanced around the area and gave a small hum. “Seems lonely up here anyways.”

Morael glared, eyes narrowed. “I don’t need your help,” she said firmly. “Being alone is the reason I’m here.” She turned away and then sighed. It had been a long time since she’d been around other people. She glanced back with a firm look. “Follow me. But don’t say a thing.”

#illustrctio #muse; morael #barnes;; burning like a wildfire

charmymemes

𝐐𝐔𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒

feel free to change any pronouns or subjects (or reverse). tw for blood, death and physical violence mention.

‘ is it complete? ’

‘ who are you? ’

‘ who is this? ’

‘ why are you bleeding? ’

‘ what would i do without you? ’

‘ do you feel alright? ’

‘ what’s your name? ’

‘ why do you hate me? ’

‘ do you want something to eat? ’

‘ aren’t you supposed to be someone important? ’

‘ did you read it yet? ’

‘ can you help me? ’

‘ why do you act so weirdly? ’

‘ what do i do with someone like you? ’

‘ you awake? ’

‘ can’t you tell left from right? ’

‘ how dare you? ’

‘ can i have a word? ’

‘ why didn’t you fight back? ’

‘ can you stop interupting me? ’

‘ why are you here? ’

‘ what happened? ’

‘ haven’t you said enough? ’

‘ why are you still ___? ’

‘ why don’t you shut up and be quiet? ’

‘ what did you dream of? ’

‘ why are you yelling? ’

‘ how could you say that? ’

‘ is that mine? ’

‘ why did you turn out this way? ’

‘ are you talking to me? ’

‘ why won’t he date me? ’

‘ why did you hit him? ’

‘ why are you crying yourself to sleep? ’

‘ are you serious? ’

‘ who did this? ’

‘ will i regret this? ’

‘ do you promise? ’

‘ is that mine? ’

‘ am i dead? ’

‘ can you stop moving? ’

‘ is he looking at me? ’

‘ does it hurt? ’

‘ how did that happen? ’

‘ what’s the weather for tomorrow? ’

‘ are you in love with me yet? ’

‘ is it that important? ’

‘ want some? ’

‘ was that an accident? ’

‘ what’s the deal with you? ’

‘ who do you think you are? ’

‘ can i ask you something? ’

‘ why don’t you leave then? ’

‘ how could you? ’

‘ is this all you can do? ’

‘ why is this here? ’

‘ how did you get in here? ’

‘ is it freezing to you? ’

‘ what are you making tdday? ’

‘ are you lost? ’

‘ has it been that long? ’

‘ how could you? ’

#ask games

valmunmemes

Getting characters to meet and interact for the first time can be tough to play out.

Lots of people find the first meetings between strangers to be difficult to plan, or boring to play.

Reblog this if you don’t mind skipping the intro RP and instead jump-starting interactions by plotting out what relationship your characters might have, be they friends, enemies, lovers, antagonists, etc.

#;psa

illustrctio-deactivated20250106

starter for @alisgravnil

Cooper looked up at the being that had found him, then to the drink in his hands– just a harmless soda– then back to the other. He blinked. Was he dead? When did that happen? Or– was it a dream? Either way, at least whatever divine powers from up above sent their most good-looking angel… Not that he had anyone else to compare.

“What’d you say your name was again?” He asked after a moment, wide eyes unable to look away.

alisgravnil

Raphael tilted his head at the human in front of him. “The Archangel Raphael,” he said lightly. He smiled a bit, trying to help him compose himself. He nodded to the soda in his hand. “You know that’s bad for you, don’t you?” His eyes eyes went around them, humming a bit to himself.

#illustrctio #muse: raphael #cooper tag tbd.#/raph is being Noisy