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lowkey miss gabriel sm i wanna cOME BACK
who's gabriel closest to? does she have a favorite brother/sister?
❛ you do KNOW what happens when anyone in heaven chooses a favorite , don’t you ? ❜
demonstained.
TRUST isn’t something that comes easy to him, especially when it comes to anything that’s not human. he’s encountered too many close calls. the sense he gets from her is different. definitely not human, but not something he remembers encountering before. stance straightens as body tenses, ready to pull out a gun and start shooting if necessary. ❝ heard that before, you’re gonna have to forgive me for being skeptical. ❞
CONTORTED EMPATHY carved out on marble , ripples on milky flesh its only hint of disapproval , entwined fingers press to flat abdomen . men crumble & bleed , bones crack , spine weakens , flesh can be torn , mangled - gabriel is no such thing & thus not WORRIED for her own shell , still concern plagues , bruises & love wounds just deeply as any flesh wound . ❛ of course , it’s what i do . ❜ tenderness coos , strike of lightening on eerie heavens unravels a shadow of arched wings cast on dirt road . ❛ ah . yes , papa’s really not too fond of those --- too much bloodshed , pain ... but i’d like to think i understand . men often feel scared , trapped ... how could you not expect them to cling to safety , right ? ❜
mxshiiach.
There’s something about this– person, something almost unsettling and yet more familiar and nostalgic than he’d like to admit. It feels like a strange sense of belonging that he couldn’t really ignore—- and for a moment, he really didn’t want to. ❝ ——–who are you? ❞ And it’s hard to keep the shakiness out of his words, a step away from regretting the question because he’s too afraid of the answer.
LITHE FINGERS outstretch , hesitant but far as her understanding stretches , it’s been labeled an act of friendship , willingness to make peace between His mortal children . ❛ humans oftentimes refers to me as gabriel , so i suppose that’ll do , ❜ words are silken sheets & kiss of summer breeze , chimes of midnight & stardust that lulls youth into deep slumber . ❛ but i don’t mind if you prefer to call me something else . --- can i call you SAM ? ❜
i’ll try to get some replies done tonight, but honestly this flu & the meds are making me all sleepy & gabe is also very fond of taking naps in the middle of the fucking park where everyone can see mind u so wE’LL SEE
dvlden replied to your post: how does gabriel feels about someone touching her...
lucifer voice: children though? ew gross.
but luci c h i l d r e n
The Lord is my shepherd; I shall not want. He makes me lie down in green pastures. He leads me beside still waters. He restores my soul. He leads me in paths of righteousness for his name’s sake. Even though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil, for you are with me.
Psalm 23:1-4 (via mosey-s-blog)
how does gabriel feels about someone touching her wings? can everyone see them?
an angel’s wings are a demonstration of their untarnished grace , strength , devotion , and a weapon to shield humans from evil . with that in mind , grabriel ( as are most angels ) is very selective on whom gets to see her wings , it can be a demonstration of power , love or even faith in some cases . everyone whom she deems worthy can see them , it’s the angels choice whether to conceal them or not . as for someone touching them , it depends . as you’ve probably taken notice , gabriel is an extremely kind & friendly angel , but wings are a very private matter & she dislikes any attempts at grasping it from anyone who bears ill-intentions in their heart . if you are close , she won’t mind you ruffling her feathers & will welcome it if she perceives it as a sign of affection . that rule does not apply to children . she will always allow children to play with her wings freely for they are free of malice in their hearts and therefore incapable of causing any harm .
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HALLOW GROUND , not claimed house of the lord by masses , but you’ve built it from the ashes of deep sorrow & mangled hope , realm of knowledge where atmosphere of happiness & serenity is palpable , brings solace to countless souls in times of hardship , rare is a ray of sunlight in an ocean of darkness && so it is deemed holy . ❛ — oh , i’ve been to a lot of churches & temples in my time but ❜ waltz along hallways of history weathered in light , nourishment for the spirit . ❛ this ... this is truly beautiful . ❜
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—- How many years had she spent crouched underneath the richly adorned portrait of the holy virgin, how many years of those had she suffered from bruises hardly kept hidden, from bloodied bed sheets; – how many prayers she would send out in absolute despair had been listened to? Beauty decays wherever the angel’s light expires; her faith was lost every night she lost her virginity again. “ I’m not afraid. “ Cold is the voice that speaks, venom dripping from a forked tongue. ” I’m revengeful. “
OF GNAWING BEASTS in loaded chest , feet do not waver , do not tremble upon sight of enmity , bare on disease infested soil , unafraid for no affliction shall befall he who in the lord relies & no doubt shall creep in the dead of night . ❛ & there are no words to soothe the anger that brews within , & there is no medicine to cure the harm inflicted upon thy flesh , child . ❜ you believe to be FORGOTTEN & alone in the maw of starved beasts beasts , but with each chunk of innocence teeth ripped a feather was plucked & she cried out for mercy too , as crimson flooded heaven . ❛ & your wrath is as great as the FEAR that is your due . so tell me who is to blame . ❜ && she knows words yet to be uttered , but they must be spoken aloud as the serpent’s poison must be sucked to relieve the body of its toxins .
the devil whispered, “you not strong enough to withstand my tundra. my atlantic waves. my piercing glaciers. my downpour of biting hail.”
graphic credit. @rottedson.