guide & guardian

[angelemusicorum]

And he gathers the prayers as he stands, And they change into flowers in his hands, Into garlands of purple and red. "SANDALPHON" by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

highly selective & mutuals only / based on biblical lore & not fandom-affiliated / 21+ status: low activity / previously @ofmusicandprayers

[angelemusicorum]

@candiedgrace: [text: smallest violin] Okay, but fuckboys get laid. I'm not seeing the problem.

[ sms:📯] Unfortunately that is the way of the world, isn't it. [ sms:📯] You have your own priorities and I have mine.

[andthebubbles]

#eldestsiblingenergy

Anthony Bridgerton & Benedict Bridgerton [1/?] | Bridgerton 2x02

[ofmusicandprayers]

headcanon: It’s necessary for San to wear sunglasses at night because his eyes are ever-so-slightly luminescent and it’s only ever visible in dark places. 

[candiedgrace]

He is rather chipper, ebullient even. This is some of the best times for humanity to shine. He sees more kindness, more giving, more openness than the rest of the year despite the dwindling sun and the onset of everyone's seasonal depression. Sure, the season isn't real -- Jesus wasn't born in December, but what do dates really matter? Sometimes, the message is just the story and it's all true and real despite not being true and real at all.

"Oh, I only caught one of those this year. You know they do a drag one at the Country Club?" He asked popping a candied pecan into his mouth that he did not have in hand before. He didn't wait for an answer, just continued his line of thought. "It's spectacular and it's still hot enough for naked pool time after -- now that's how you spend a holiday." "But yeah, yeah -- the kids are always cute," he grinned. "Only so many masses I can take though, you know? I watched one guy a Mercy in Baton Rouge have an entire existential crisis at the pulpit once and that was a treat."

And if it was a treat to himself after watching that same dioceses try and push and pull older folks out their homes pennies so they could build a lot across the street? Well, he's a main character after all and stars are allowed to be difficult.

[angelemusicorum]

Sandalphon had been illuding to the fact that his brother's relevancy peaks during the Christmas season, but he determines not to press the point. Gabriel seems thrilled to speak on the Christmas traditions only he holds dear.

"I'm so happy to hear you enjoyed yourself at the drag nativity. I'd ask 'where was my invite?' but I can think of over a million places I'd rather be than naked in a pool with you and whoever else you spend your time around." He so desperately wants that image out of his head. "Call me old fashioned, Gabriel. I'd take sitting by a warm fire singing Christmas carols while snow blankets the world outside over a pool any day."

He has to think that the existential crisis happening while Gabriel was in attendance was not a coincidence. His brother always finds a way to liven things up.

"Where else have your travels taken you? Seems you've kept yourself busy lately."

[angelemusicorum]

WHAT TYPE OF LONELY ARE YOU

loneliness of the lover

you were born into your loneliness, your family always had better things to love. you're a hopeless romantic, of your friends there's only one or two you haven't fallen for. it's a pattern, you don't want to think about that, though. every person you get close with, your heart locks them into your life. the chains are too tight, or too heavy because they always become overwhelmed and leave. you're too much, a violently bright fire trying to be held by gentle human hands. it's no wonder you burn them. you just aren't meant for love like humans are.

tagged by: @prayerlearned (!!!) tagging: you!!!! <3

[angelemusicorum]

@candiedgrace sent: it's the most wonderful time of the year.

"My, aren't you in good spirits!" It's no surprise that Gabriel finds joy in the season, seeing as he has more of a personal connection to the events of Christmas than most. "Seen any particularly impressive portrayals of yourself in school plays this year? I always find the children with the wire halos and lopsided wings to be incredibly adorable."

[mcflymemes]

PROMPTS FROM POPULAR CHRISTMAS SONGS *  assorted dialogue from christmas songs, some lines adjusted to suit a roleplay format, adjust as necessary

i don't want a lot for christmas.

i don't care about the presents underneath the christmas tree.

make my wish come true.

i just want you for my own.

what more can i do?

i gave you my heart.

i keep my distance, but you still catch my eye.

do you recognize me?

it's been a year.

i love you, i meant it.

i'll give it to someone special.

i'm hiding from you and your soul of ice.

i thought you were someone to rely on.

me? i guess i was a shoulder to cry on.

you tore me apart.

you'll never fool me again.

later we'll have some pumpkin pie.

have a happy holiday.

tell me if you're really there.

don't make me fall in love again.

it's hard to focus when i see him walking across the room.

it's hard to tell if this is just a fling.

it's the right time to rock the night away.

it just wasn't the same.

doesn't mean a thing if you're not holding me tight.

i'm gonna hold you close.

i was lost before you.

christmas was cold anad gray.

one day, everything changed.

you're all i need.

it's the best time of the year.

i don't know if there'll be snow.

the mistletoe is hung where you can see.

somebody waits for you.

are you listening?

we're happy tonight.

are you married?

you can do the job when you're in town.

later on, we'll conspire.

merry christmas to you.

it's lovely weather for a sleigh ride together with you.

let's take the road before us.

it's the most wonderful time of the year.

it's beginning to look a lot like christmas.

there's a tree in the grand hotel.

soon the bells will start.

the snow's coming down.

baby, please come home.

i remember when you were here.

the weather outside is frightful.

the fire is so delightful.

it doesn't show signs of stopping.

the lights are turned way down low.

i'll hate going out in the storm.

the fire is slowly dying.

my baby's gone.

i have no friends.

please come home for christmas.

from now on, our troubles will be out of sight.

through the years, we all will be together.

the mood is right.

we're simply having a wonderful christmas time.

i wanna thank you, baby.

you make it feel like christmas.

my heart skilled, and i reacted.

can't believe that this is happening.

i swear you saved my life.

there's no need to be afraid.

we can spread a smile of joy.

there's a world outside your window.

i close my eyes, and i'm somewhere else.

i just wanna be t here tonight.

just being in your arms takes me back to that little farm.

may your days be merry and bright.

you guys know what time of year it is?

what have you done?

i hope you had fun.

i'll have a blue christmas without you.

i know exactly what i want this year.

i want my baby.

i have been so good this year.

tell me my true love is here.

[fiinalgiirl]

Rosie has a response ready, a glib one, the one he may expect from their many interactions, but she swallows it. Provocation doesn't feel fun, doesn't feel like just prodding with a finger only dodge his gaze again. It feels...like hiding, and she has done too much of it recently.

"Direct connection?" she repeats with such genuine curiosity that her feet stop moving and her head snaps to the side to face him. Keeping with the theme, her brows rise and then pull tight. "You're a twin?"

It occurs to her, then, that she has been talking to the angel so long and knows so little. The shame seeps into her, and maybe even colors her an embarrassed shade of red. Whatever veil fell over her mind, focused on only survival had given way to something gauzy and delicate -- easily ripped. And she would rip it, did then.

"What's your twin's name?" She asks, conversationally. " And what arts do you patron?"

[angelemusicorum]

She stops before he does and he must double back to return to her side. "So many questions..." Questions he isn't used to answering, especially not all at once. Most he finds himself around either know or don't know anything at all.

"You might prefer to take a seat." They're mere steps away from a perfectly comfortable-looking park bench after all. Funny how those things seem to appear when needed... He beckons her to join him, leaning forward and offering her the warmest and least terrifying smile he can muster. "Don't fault yourself for not asking earlier. Some never ask."

"My primary role is to transmit prayers to Heaven. Listen to them, filter and sort them, send them up to Heaven, turn them into the flower garlands that adorn the Throne Room, and so on. That is what I mean by direct connection." He's found that further elaboration can cause most humans to become uncomfortable with the concept, so he opts to move on to the next question. "Music is my dominion. According to my siblings, I spend far too much time amongst you lot, sitting about and listening. As if I wasn't created to listen."

"We're the only twins, so I'm not at all surprised that you hadn't heard." Sandalphon pauses, brow furrowing. "I suppose it's unfair to say he has less of a connection to humankind. He's simply more aloof. Regardless, I am Metatron's twin."

[dinhui]

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[angelemusicorum]

Sandalphon does carry a cell phone because he’s discovered humans find “you can contact me by praying” to be a little intimidating.

So, yes, San can text and San does enjoy using emojis. 🤗

[rachaelanthoney]

2605; Scenes from the Vatican

[angelemusicorum]

@tcrrifiesall said: "Don't start with the kids things." She huffs.

San frowns, his brow furrowing as though caught completely off guard by the complaint. "What do you mean by kids things? Am I not allowed to like children? Especially musically-gifted children that could benefit from a teacher such as myself?"

[angelemusicorum]

what are you seeking ?

HOME

"i wish i could say i am a light that never goes out, but i flicker from time to time." // oh, little one, you have burned for so quietly for so long, haven't you? burnt yourself out trying to give others light? wishing, desperately, that they would notice the way your hands shake or the wildflower bruises under your tired eyes. but they never have, have they? and so, it obviously wasn't bad? right? you had more to give, didn't you? how much could you pour yourself out before they noticed? it is all you've ever known, after all. help, help, help, help. (are you providing it, or begging for it?) but you've given too much, spread yourself too thin, didn't you? you are so heavy, so tired. you have spent your life carrying for others the way you wished someone would care for you. but you're worried, aren't you? that if you can't be what they need, if you can't be the pillar for others to lean on, they'll leave you. what you seek is home, a safe place to rest and be taken care of. and little light, you deserve it. you have earned it. you are worth more than what you can provide for others: you deserve the same care you so freely give out. they will love you all the same, honey. set down the world, and rest that weary heart of yours

tagged by: @prayerlearned <3 tagging: you!

[3intheam]

photo by bruce weber

[angelemusicorum]

@tcrrifiesall said: ❛ But why is it secret? What have we to hide? ❜

"It isn't as though we can go sauntering up and tell them that you're actually Death and I'm, I don't know, listening in on every single one of their prayers?" He wraps an arm around her waist and pulls her closer to him. "But, no, we cannot do that just to get in the door faster than everyone else. We must behave and show them our tickets." What's the fun in simply popping into their seats? How dull. "I'm fine with it not being a secret, but none of them will believe me. I bet if I introduced myself as Sandalphon, they'll simply think my parents had attended Woodstock."

[angelemusicorum]

with SPN verses, San will maintain that everyone has been bamboozled by the entity that has been calling itself Metatron

San's like clearly that dude's a lesser angel masquerading around as a more powerful one for attention and I know because the real one has been pestering me about reading his latest book rec