𝘉𝘦 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘢𝘧𝘳𝘢𝘪𝘥...

𝑷𝒖𝒓𝒊𝒕𝒚.

[angelicarch]

          I  welcome  you  to  angelicarch!  Here,  you  can  find peace  in  all  of  your  troubles.  — a  writing  blog  dedicated  to  a  few  archangels.  Based  largely  in, but not limited to,  H.azbin  Hotel.  Potentially  triggering  content  can  be  expected.  21+.  Selective.  Private. 

                AJ.   She/her.   27. promo. headcanons.                The Heavenly Host: pridescursed ,

                              𝑫𝒐 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒃𝒆𝒍𝒊𝒆𝒗𝒆 𝒊𝒏 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒗𝒆𝒏 𝒂𝒃𝒐𝒗𝒆?

More information: michael. samael. raphael. jophiel. zadkiel. multi muse for the sins: sinreigns

                Rules to follow!

Highly selective. This is honestly for my own sanity because having too many people can get hectic and overwhelming. I am mutuals only, meaning if we follow each you may send in ask memes or like my starter calls. 

Respectful/Drama. Please be respectful. I am only human and so are you. If there is an issue of any kind, I ask you to come speak to me in a polite manner. I’ve had a huge issue with someone who never came to talk to me, and expected me to read their mind. I can’t. You can’t read mine either. Drama WILL NOT be present on this blog unless it’s within a thread. Keep all other drama away from me. 

Hate. This goes with the second one, but please do not bring any hate to the table. What I mean is, I know there are people who have religious trauma, and perhaps then this blog isn’t for you. You should keep your space safe for your own sake! However, if you do stay, I ask that you don’t take it out on me or the muses. It’s fine if your muse has it, or struggles with it, but I ask that you keep that negativity to a minimum (unless we plot of course). Heaven is a good place. The angels are good beings. I will not depict it as anything other.

Heavy topics/dark themes. This blog will have heavy topics and dark themes, so please be aware of that before following. (examples: religious imagery, demonic topics ). In general dark/heavy topics such as “dead dove: do not eat” do not bother me. Will there be some I wont engage in? Sure. However, I believe fiction to be fiction. As long as the person who is writing the content doesn’t condone any of it outside of writing. If stuff like this bothers you, please do not follow.

Nsft/smut. when it comes to nsft/smut, I won't be writing it. If only because I suck at writing it, and I don't want to torture you all with it. I'm definitely okay with writing the build up and sharing HCs for my muse. If we build a ship together, I am down to talk about this part of their relationship in DMs. If you reblog a nsft/smut meme, I'll probably send one in because I like to read other peoples' writing. I'm more than okay with my ship partners using the meme as a drabble/oneshot type deal, or if my partner just wants to write one up that's not from a meme for fun!

Triggers: I will only tag specified triggers I see on your blog (again I am only human so feel free to gently remind me if I miss any) Triggers will be tagged: tw___. As for myself, I don’t really have triggers. I will say that I am uncomfortable with interacting with drunk muses.This subject does not need to be tagged on the dash, but I won’t engage in it. If there is an option for a drunk muse on a meme, and you send it in, I will not answer it. 

Mains/Exclusives. I do practice mains, and though it’s rare for a character to be exclusive to mine, it can happen. The two of the same character shipping can be considered under the umbrella of exclusive, but can change depending on said partner’s activity (like if they haven't been active for a year). These blogs will get special tags, get little edits, placed somewhere on my pinned post, be bothered by me constantly, and be the first people I go to with an idea!

OOC/Plotting. I honestly am more plot driven. This doesn’t mean ALL threads are plotted, but more so character establishment. I really, REALLY prefer to plot out a dynamic. Especially since I’m busy and get exhausted at the end of the day. This helps me stay engaged, and honestly it’s more enjoyable for me. I don’t bite. I am super friendly and nerdy, so please, let’s plot out some dynamics!! 

Be patient! I work full time, go to the gym, have other blogs, and I’m currently writing a novel. My time is well spread so I might be quiet ic or ooc. Please don’t take my silence or slow responses as me not wanting to talk to you. On top of this, I do have depression. It’s been a long journey of healing, but I still have some down days. I may go silent during these times. 

Reminders. I know what I said just above might contradict this somewhat, but please do remind me of things. Especially if it’s been like a week since I last responded ooc. Just message me a small “hey” or a greeting of sorts. I am a slow responder, but I shouldn’t be a week. What might’ve happened: 1. I didn’t get a notification. 2. I opened your message and got distracted by something irl so now the message number isn’t there. 

OCs/Fandoms. I love OCs. Bring me your babies because I will love them. I just ask that you have a small about page, or you come chat with me about your baby! As with other fandoms, I can try and fit them into pretty much anything. I will follow blogs I think can work (even if I don’t know the fandom), and we can see what we can do! 

Multis. The only thing I ask is that you please specify who you are sending a meme from or liking/commenting on for a starter. It’s weird, but I get some anxiety from it, like I’m going to pick the wrong one. If nothing is specified, I won’t answer it. 

Formatting. I do the double space and small text with maybe a few colored text. If any of this bothers your reading of my reply to you, please let me know. I am more than willing to change my formatting for our threads! 

Icons. I use icons, but if you don’t use them…  no worries! I’m perfectly fine with writing without them

Michael. Michael is the second strongest being to exist. He can easily destroy anything and anyone if he wants. Given this power, I ask we talk about anything when it involves fighting. I will say this… he is a being of protection and will not start a fight unless he deems it a fight. He is a defender, and will more than likely give distance if someone does get physical. Attack only happens if he knows a person is a threat, is in the act to kill him, or ordered to. Also, if you are a blog that wants to interact with Michael, free from all my cluttered mess of a multi, you can find him over at divinescale where it's just him (mostly not associated with any fandom. And, right now, I'm hoping to get that blog active like this one).

[ohisms]

↪     𝑬𝑵𝑫𝑳𝑬𝑺𝑺 𝑾𝑶𝑵𝑫𝑬𝑹 .    (  a  series  of  sentence  starters  from  season  5  of  syfy’s  “ warehouse 13 ” .  adjust  phrasing  as  necessary . )

nothing to worry about on this end .

keep me posted .

i’ve got another idea .

wait ,  wait ,  wait …

i’m not a total idiot .

look ,  [ name ] ,  that’s not what matters right now .

drive .  okay ?  just … drive fast .

of all the illegal things i’ve done ,  this is probably the least illegal .

we are not talking about that !

are you kidding me ?!

i’m gonna need another pair of hands .

i’ve got a plan i’m absolutely certain will work .

not cool !  not cool !

oh my god ,  what a great idea ,  [ name ] !  wish i’d thought of that !

i’ll explain later .

[ name ] , what just happened ?

i want him dead .

i just think we should make an informed decision .

heartbreaking ,  isn’t it ?  when someone you loved and thought you knew turns out to be someone else ?

the question is ;  are you with me ,  or are you against me ?

hey !  what’d you do that for ?

there goes our element of surprise .

you have no idea what you’re giving up .

so ,  sue me .  i didn’t want you to die .

stop staring at me !

this way i can keep an eye on you .

patience ,  and all will be revealed .

follow my instructions for a change .

are you busy tonight ?

i will cut you .

now if you’ll excuse me , i have to get ready .

do you want to tell me the truth , this time ?

i don’t need you to protect me .

should i ignore the fact that that sounds insane ?

you’re lying , it makes no sense .

i haven’t hurt anyone .

there’s no way i’m leaving you like this .

you have been lying to me .

i haven’t forgotten about  [ name ] .

a little bit dramatic ,  don’t you think ?

okay ,  your life is worse .  congrats .

there’s no need to close that door forever .

can we stop talking about this and just get back to work ?

how about we just start with this ?

hopefully you’ll understand why i did what i did .

i told you i’d be back .

despite everything [ name ] told you ,  you’re here anyways .

life is shorter than you ever think .

i think a little danger is worth it ,  don’t you ?

please note that i didn’t say anything about how dangerous that would be .

you take one hand ,  i’ll take the other ?

what’s so important ?

i’m not blaming you ,  i just wanna know what happened .

i don’t understand .  where am i ?

listen ,  there was -   there was a car accident .

no way ,  come on .  i don’t believe you .

we’re gonna talk everything through from the very beginning .

i have the feeling this is gonna take awhile .

don’t worry about it .  i’ll take care of  [ name ] .

i didn’t have very much when i came here ,  so i guess i’m kind of trying to make up for that .

the internet’s still around ?

i gotta say ,  i’m really hating this .  i just ,  nothing feels real .

i’m just gonna wake up and be me again .

this cannot be my life !

please stop saying it’s gonna be alright because it’s not !

i was in a mental institution .

not to outdo you ,  but crazy girl carries a lot more stigma .

my strongest memories of you have to do with that guitar .

oh ,  boo - hoo ,  what .  is .  the .  plan ?

did you not hear me say very ,  very carefully ?!

this place is about as secure as a kiosk at the mall .

do not snap at me ,  okay ?

do you have any enemies ?  anyone who might want to hurt you ?

am i doing all these things with my mind ?!

i haven’t cursed anyone in years .

weren’t you nervous to play in front of people ?

let’s just say i’m addicted to more than just coffee .

would you play for me ?

since you missed the concert ,  i thought we could have one of our own .

my keen sense of perception is giving me the impression that you are upset .

don’t partonize me ,  [ name ] .

look ,  why don’t we just quietly work together ?

it was an accident ,  i didn’t mean for anyone to get hurt .

i didn’t know it was gonna be dangerous .

no one’s gonna die !  okay ?  we’re gonna fix this .

have you seen him ?  i mean ,  really looked at him ?

when you really love someone ,  you want them to be happy .  even if it isn’t with you .

talking down to me does not help !

i’m not talking down to you ,  i’m just talking you DOWN  …  there’s a difference .

it’s this place ,  it’s a thousand things !

you SHOT me ?!

with clear eyes  …  and a full heart ,  you can’t lose .

will you tell me everything that happened while i was sleeping ?

i’m so sorry ,  i know i should’ve told you sooner .

i remember ,  now .  i remember everything .

i’m not gonna let you go back to that .

you’ve tried everything ,  haven’t you ?

if i only get one day ,  i am so ,  so glad i got this one .

i’m counting on you to fix all of this .

i’ll find a way .  i promise .

what answer will make you stop asking ?

relax ,  i’m not here for you .

that’s why you’re yelling like your hair’s on fire ?

i hate being friends with you .

i want to punch things .

i’m on the verge of a major breakthrough !

fine ,  i’ll go .  this better be snappy .

i called the police ,  they said i had to wait 24 hours .

[angelicarch]

                  There's no time to waste.

                  “   PATIENCE   IS   A   VIRTUE,   MY   FRIEND,   ”   WORDS   PURRED   AS   COOL   eyes   fell   on   first   created   flesh.   A   constant   heat   radiated   off   of   this   heavenly   being,   and   despite   its   intensity,   it   was   comforting,   “   Why   are   you   so   eager?   A   flame   flickers   behind   your   eyes   of   pure   righteousness   and   justice.   ”

                  BROWS   PULL   INWARD   TO   SHARPEN   HIS   EXPRESSION   TO   BETTER   READ   @stadam —   a   human   soul,   yes,   but   not   just   any   mortal   man.   His   soul   had   been   ironed   through   with   thick   golden   blood   pumping   in   his   veins,   bestowing   a   new   title   that   was   not   an   easy   feat   to   reach.   The   First   Man   held   a   level   of   admiration   not   many   would   admit…   not   even   beings   that   lived   for   eons   beyond   him.   It   was   secretly   whispered   between   them,   hushed   like   a   scandal.

                  THE   AIR   SHIFTED   WHEN   A   BREATH   WAS   DRAWN   IN.   SAMAEL   chuckled   and   shook   his   head,   “   You   act   on   divine   justice,   however,   is   it   truly   divine   if   it’s   your   own   desire?   ”   Not   a   lecture   or   scolding,   but   rather   a   pleading   concern   for   he   had   no   room   for   true   argument   on   the   matter.  

                  "I CANNOT SHOW ANY WEAKNESS" PROMPTS

[angelicarch]

                  CONCERN,   THE   EMOTION   ETCHED   NEATLY   ON   HIS   STONE-LIKE   FEATURES,   seemed   to   be   a   constant.   How   could   it   not?   The   weight   of   millions   and   more   souls   rested   on   his   shoulders   (   so   please   excuse   him,   Adam   Of   The   Garden   ).   The   First   Man’s   soul   weighed   the   heaviest   in   the   most   recent   years   for   the   greatest   creation,   His   most   beloved   being,   stood   before   hoards   of   demons   as   an   extra   sword   in   defense   of   The   Heavenly   Gates.   It   set   his   ethereal   core   ablaze,   hardly   contained   by   his   facade   form.

                  Can you stop hovering?

                  BODY   STIFFENED   UPON   UTTERED   WORDS,   ICY   BLUES   FLICKERED   OVER   ADAM’S   figure   once   more   before   they   drifted   elsewhere,   “   Can   the   sun   stop   setting   or   rising?   ”   A   slender   brow   lifted,   breaking   the   perfect   sculpture   of   a   face,   “   You’re   not   injured,   are   you?   ”   No,   @stadam   was   physically   fine,   that   much   Michael   could   tell.   Still,   the   words   were   scripted;   a   setting   placed   in   his   creation.

                     IT   WAS   RATHER   HUMOROUS   THAT   THE   MAN   STOOD   TALLER   THAN   the   being   that   contained   the   heat   of   the   sun,   so   evident   in   the   way   Michael   craned   his   head,   but   He   did   things   for   a   reason.   Michael   could   only   guess   it   was   a   balance   of   sorts.   Not   that   it   mattered,   “   I   hardly   think   I’m   ‘hovering’,   mind   you.   ”   Lips   twitched   with   a   hint   of   a   smile   to   break   the   tension   that   had   brewed.   Michael   didn’t   need   nor   want   it   to   grow.  

                              MAKING DEMANDS ... [ REMASTERED ]

[mcflymemes]

"I CANNOT SHOW ANY WEAKNESS" PROMPTS *  assorted dialogue for those who think they need to be tough at all times to get through a difficult situation, adjust as necessary

i don't have time for games, [name].

you can't stop me.

these people are counting on me to save them.

every second i wait, every moment i take for myself, is another life lost.

i'm not willing to put anyone else's life on the line.

i have to be tougher than this.

you taught me to be strong.

i'm not giving up.

there's no time to waste.

you stay behind. i'm leaving.

that's not a risk i'm willing to take.

there's no time to sit and chat. i have to keep going.

i'm not tired.

i was just resting my eyes.

you're imagining things.

i'm perfectly fine continuing on.

we have to pick up the pace.

they're counting on me to fix this.

there are so many lives at stake.

we can't slow down.

don't ask me to take a break.

i wasn't crying.

i can't let them see me falter.

there's no time for breaks.

i don't need sleep. i need answers.

i'm not wasting another second on this.

we have to figure out a way around it.

get up. we're going.

we're finding another way through.

if i have to break the door down, i will.

so many people are counting on me.

i can't afford to fail.

i can't let them see me quit.

there's no room for failure.

too many lives are at stake for me to just sit here and do nothing.

they need a hero.

i'm not sitting around and waiting for someone to save me.

i don't have time for this.

i can do this on my own.

get out of my way. let me try.

move out of my way.

you're not going to stop me.

do you realize how many people are relying on me?

sometimes i think of the faces of those who died because i wasn't fast enough.

i'm not sticking around to find out.

let go of me. i'm leaving.

there has to be some way to stop them.

i haven't quit yet.

"giving up" isn't in my vocabulary.

i don't need you to look at it. i'll be fine.

it's just a flesh wound. it'll heal.

you can't make me stay here.

they put me in charge.

i can't afford to let anyone down.

i'm not strong enough.

[ohisms]

✱ ˚｡⋆ ↪ MAKING DEMANDS ... [ REMASTERED ] ( a collection of various original dialogue prompts centered around posing requests / demands. adjust phrasing / gendered terms as necessary. )

memorize my coffee order, already!

quit fidgeting, you look suspicious.

stop comparing yourself, it's pointless.

give yourself a minute, [ name ]. you need rest.

don't move ... a single muscle.

can you teach me how to do that?

order room service – let's be lazy today.

pull out your ID, they card everyone here.

pack light, we'll be walking for awhile.

stop second guessing yourself.

don't say another word.

show me what you've been working on.

we're already late, can you hurry?!

we don't have time for this, [ name ].

just take the compliment, okay?

don't you dare just leave me here.

quit being so stubborn about this.

relax, i've got everything handled.

turn up the music! i love this song.

take my jacket, i'm not asking.

give me your hand, let's take a walk.

order whatever you want, it's my treat.

stop picking fights when you're tired.

meet me tonight ... our spot.

loosen up, quit being so serious all the time.

stay awake, you might have a concussion.

just let yourself be happy for once.

you have to stop sabotaging yourself.

tell me why you're really here.

drop your [ weapon / gun / knife ]!

quit trying to change the subject.

just breathe with me for a minute. in, out.

follow me and stay close.

just be yourself, [ name ]. that's all i want.

call me when you get home safe.

don't beg,  it's pathetic.

stop trying to fix everyone else's problems.

can you  [ tie / zip ]  this for me?

stop lying to me.  tell me what you did.

put that down,  you don't know what it is.

tell me what you're thinking right now.

stay quiet until i figure this out.

tell me something i don't know about you.

come dance with me.

get out of my sight.

wear the [ item ] i bought you tonight.

take my arm, those heels look dangerous.

let me drive – you can enjoy the scenery.

can you stop hovering?

wait ...! hold still, i want to take a picture.

keep your hands where i can see them.

stop pretending you know what's going on.

find a first-aid kit.  quickly!

you can't tell anyone what you saw.

take a nap, i'll wake you for dinner.

keep your voice down, they'll hear us.

don't you dare lie to me.

take the scenic route, we're not in a rush.

tell me a story from when you were little.

answer your phone when i call you.

give me your jacket, i'm freezing.

don't get yourself killed.

tell me what you see when you look at yourself.

tell me what you see when you look at me.

stop being so modest about your achievements!

leave them to me,  just go.

just admit that you love me.

just admit that you hate me.

come here,  let me look at you.

don't listen to them, they don't know what they're talking about.

[ name ],  don't make me do this.

drop your  [ weapon ].

stay here and wait for my signal.

don't just sit there,  move.

take this and run,  don't let anyone have it.

pretend you're my  [ partner / gf / bf ].

don't look , you'll give us away.

stay with me, don't drift off.

stop pretending like you care.

go make sure the coast is clear.

take this with you.  it's a good luck charm.

don't tell anyone about this.

if anybody asks about today,  lie.

stop looking at me like that.

tell me you love me.

just kiss me,  already.

talk to me in [ language ].

keep your eyes on the road.

stop crying and calm down.

give me one chance to explain.

come with me.  there's so much we could do.

wear the  [ dress / tie / item ]  i gave you tonight.

show me how you like to be touched.

hold my hand.

kiss me,  make it look real.

look at me.  how many fingers am i holding up?

[ name ] ... will you marry me?

just slow down for a minute.  what's going on?

take a deep breath,  you need to calm down.

get out of here,  [ name ]!

draw your weapon.

go rest.  i'm not asking.

take a step back.

keep your promise for once.

quit assuming you know what i'm thinking.

give me a straight answer.

be polite to our guests.

look me in the eye and say that again.

put your feelings aside for a moment.

keep close to me.

here,  let me see that.

look up at the sky.

run ... run and don't stop!

get out of here,  i don't want to see you right now.

stand up,  this isn't over yet.

close your eyes and count to ten.

keep your head down and keep moving.

[ name ],  let me past.

listen carefully to what i'm about to say.

don't just stare, come in.

stop laughing, this isn't funny.

take this and hide it from me.

don't make a sound.

the sidewalk is slippery, give me your hand.

quit causing problems everywhere you go.

just admit that you don't know what you're doing.

stop right there, i mean it.

don't say that name aloud.

just trust me, okay?

stop acting so childish.

call the police.  now.

tell me you love me, even if it's not real.

take a good hard look.

stop the car,  [ name ].

let me walk you to your [ door / car ].

almost done, just give me five more minutes!

don't make eye contact.

stay out of trouble.

let me see that beautiful smile again.

just do it already,  we've waited long enough.

hold me tight,  and never let me go.

finish what you started.

tell me what you know.

quit being so melodramatic.

just stay away from me.

turn around.  slowly.

don't be scared.

put it down before somebody gets hurt.

stop pretending , i'm tired of the pretending.

grab me my  [ item ],  will you?

don't make assumptions.

put this over it to stop the bleeding.

get to safety! i'll be right behind you!

stay the night, i hate sleeping alone.

wipe that look off your face.

keep an eye on them.

look at yourself in the mirror.

eat.  you haven't touched your food in days.

[bungem]

ྀི◟‎𓏵 ׁ₍ꕤᐢ..ᐢ₎ . . ❝ I'm not too surprised. ❞ A murmured retort in the face of this revelation, yet AWE still painted her features in spite of her words ; this was still a being of DIVINITY before her, after all, and she could feel such emanating from him ( his physicality radiating a power she could not begin to fathom ).

❝ I don't think anyone is free from wrath - even someone like you. ❞ Elara continued in that same tone of voice and couldn't help but shrug. ❝ And angels are some of the first beings, aren't they? So, it stands to reason that one of you would encompass it. ❞

[angelicarch]

                  A   SIGH   OF   RELIEF   EXHALED   THROUGH   HIS   WHOLE   BEING,   PHYSICALLY   seen   as   tight   muscles   loosened,   not   all   the   way,   but   enough.   His   eyes,   sharp   and   deadly,   swept   over   her   again.   She   was   in   awe,   maybe   a   little   anxious,   but   more   of   the   first.   It   wasn’t   everyday   he   was   in   the   presence   of   someone   who   wasn’t   put-off   by   his   own,   and   that   was   something   he   liked   to   cherish.   

                  LIPS   TUGGED   UPWARDS   INTO   A   BROADER   SMILE,   “   AH,   YES.   Sure,   everyone   has   the   capability   to   reach   it,   but   what   I   think   you’re   thinking   of   is   simple   anger.   It’s   quite   common   for   them   to   be   mistaken   for   each   other,   ”   he   tilted   his   head,   “   You   see,   anger   is   temporary.   While   wrath   simmers   and   endures,   a   selfish   and   impure   uncontrollable   act   of   mankind,   ”   curiosity   struck,   and   it   made   his   eyes   glitter,   “   So,   tell   me,   why   is   a   divine   being—   pure   and   holy,   created   to   embody   it?   ”   He   knew   what   his   purpose   and   creation   was   for,   but   he   was   so   curious   to   see   what   others   thought.   

[angelicarch]

          This is a  writing  blog  dedicated  to  a  few  archangels  based  largely  in, but not limited to,  H.azbin  Hotel. Written by aj. 21+. Selective. Potential dark themes.

                           — 𝐅𝐨𝐫 𝐚 𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐭𝐨𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐨𝐟 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭...

[brokendreamscreation]

Lucid was coming to terms with the fact that this Heaven was not his own, that it was likely not even the same universe. How he had managed to jump across such a boundary was really mind blowing and even more so, alarming. Could the blue seraph even return home? Did his own Heaven notice his absence? Would this Heaven even allow him to leave, or try to? All these questions made Lucid’s head ache worse, no thanks to the mild concussion. He remained seated upright in the hospice bed, his back sunk against the pillows supporting him, eyes closed as he worried.

But the anxiety quickly dissipated as a wave of calm enveloped him, accompanied by a gentle voice. Azure hues opened, wide and examining of the angel that entered. So…this was Zadkiel. Raphael had mentioned the other would come to visit and meet their surprise guest. Lucid had quietly agreed, hopeful that this world’s Zadkiel was as kind and welcoming as his own. The first major difference the seraph noticed was the aura of calm the archangel gave off. His own was more lively, energetic, much like the seraph Emily. Violet and purple hues were major parts to this one’s color scheme, his own Zadkiel sporting orange and lavender. By comparison, this angel was more different than the Raphael of this world and his own.

Lucid felt the tension of his shoulders lax in Zadkiel’s presence, his eyes falling upon the purple pendant of his necklace. He gave a small smile in greeting and nodded. “Dr. Raphael has been great. I’m really glad that of anyone I coulda run into, it was him… It’s nice to meet you Zadkiel.” Despite the calm, the underlying sensation of awkwardness and uncertainty lingered. Lucid lowered his gaze a moment to the hands of his lap, debating just what to say. “…This must be terribly strange for you, just as it is for Raphael. I’m…sorry to have caused you all such confusion and worry.”

[angelicarch]

               A   SHIFT   IN   REALITY,   OR   CROSS   REALMS,   WAS   NOT   NECESSARILY   unheard   of.   For   being   one   of   his   father’s   first   creations,   he   had   seen   and   heard   plenty   of   wondrous   things.   One   of those   things   being   the   crossing   of   realities,   realms,   worlds,   or   whatever   the   youth   called   it   these   days.   Zadkiel,   however,   was   not   an   expert   in   this   subject,   and   if   this   angel   was   a   victim   of   slipping   through   the   cracks   of   time   and   space…   Zadkiel   wasn’t   sure   how   he—   how   they   could   get   him   back   to   his   proper   place.   All   he   could   do   was   get   him   to   relax   in   the   meantime.

                  THE   ARCHANGEL   SMILED   UPON   HEARING   THE   OTHER   SPEAK,   HAPPY   TO   know   that   he   wasn’t   in   shock   of   the   sudden   revelation   that   unraveled   before   him,   “   He’s   one   of   the   best,   and   if   I   may   be   so   bold,   say   he’s   the   best,   ”   not   really   bold   if   it   was   the   truth,   but   he   liked   to   be   playful,   “   All   the   same,   it’s   nice   to   meet   you   too.   ”

                  ZADKIEL   STEPPED   DEEPER   INTO   THE   ROOM   SO   HE   COULD   BE   at   the   bedside.   With   a   wave   of   his   hand,   a   chair   pulled   forward   to   rest   an   inch   or   two   from   the   back   of   his   knees.   Zadkiel   was   graceful   in   his   movements,   sitting   down   in   the   chair,   and   crossing   a   leg   over   the   other.   The   calm   never   wavered   from   the   angel   as   it   was   a   persistent   presence;   a   part   of   him   that   he   could   never   shed   unless   provoked,   “   Come   now,   there   is   no   need   to   apologize   to   something   that   is   out   of   your   control.   We   handle   it   as   best   as   we   can   because   we   must.   Strange   as   it   might   be,   you   are   no   thorn   in   our   side   or   burden.   We’re   simply   curious   is   all.   You   came   from   another   reality   or   realm,   and   all   we   need   to   do   is   find   a   way   to   get   you   back   home.   ”

               HE   TOOK   IN   A   SMALL   BREATH   THROUGH   HIS   LIPS,   AND   exhaled   it   through   his   nose,   “   Do   you   recall   how   you   got   here   at   all?   Do   you   remember   what   you   were   doing   specifically   to   cause   you   to   split   through?   ”

[angelicarch]

                                               𝐀𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐢𝐧𝐧𝐨𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐬𝐮𝐟𝐟𝐞𝐫                                        𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐬𝐭𝐮𝐛𝐛𝐨𝐫𝐧𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐝𝐞.

Indie & selective Lucifer Morningstar and Saint Michael.  @pridescursed summed by iustus & @angelicarch prayed to by aj

[zachrp]

ᝰ🚬 𝚉𝙰𝙲𝙷𝚁𝙿 .ᐟ RANDOM INSTIGATIVE PROMPTS. CHANGE ANY PRONOUNS IF NECESSARY. SOME MATURE THEMES MAY BE PRESENT.

you really don't hear yourself when you talk, do you?

i don't know who you think you are, but it's not impressive.

you love playing the victim when it's convenient.

don't look at me like that. you made this choice.

you always say that, and it's never true.

i'm tired of pretending you don't know exactly what you're doing.

funny how it's always someone else's fault.

you don't get credit for almost doing the right thing.

i trusted you, and that was my mistake.

you don't listen, you just wait for your turn to talk.

say it again, slower this time, maybe you'll hear how stupid it sounds.

you don't get to rewrite what happened just because it hurts.

you're not misunderstood, you're just wrong.

i don't owe you patience.

you love control more than you love honesty.

stop acting so surprised, this was always coming.

you really think that excuses what you did?

you don't get to be angry about consequences.

i expected better from you, and that's on me.

you're exhausting, and it's not charming anymore.

every apology you give sounds rehearsed.

you only care when it affects you.

you don't actually want the truth, you want validation.

don't pretend this is about concern.

you cross lines and call it curiosity.

you never ask how i feel, you just assume.

you're cruel when you're cornered.

i see right through the act.

you confuse confidence with arrogance.

you just don't know when to stop.

you keep pushing until something breaks.

you don't get to play innocent here.

you really thought i wouldn't notice?

you always need an audience.

i don't recognize you when you're like this.

you're not brave, you're reckless.

you say you're honest, but you're just mean.

you enjoy this more than you admit.

don't flatter yourself, i stopped believing you a long time ago.

you don't fight fair, you fight to win.

you're not protecting yourself, you're attacking me.

you keep confusing silence for forgiveness.

why do you make everything a competition?

you don't get to decide what hurts me.

you act like being hurt gives you permission.

you only hear what supports your narrative.

you don't respect boundaries, you tolerate them.

you always push until i snap.

is this the part where i'm supposed to feel sorry for you?

you keep calling it honesty like that makes it noble.

you enjoy being cruel when you think you're justified.

you've been waiting to say that, haven't you?

i know you always choose pride over people.

you don't know how to back down.

you don't listen when the answer isn't what you want.

you treat everyone like they're disposable.

after what you did, you don't get to talk about loyalty.

you always take more than you give.

you never stop to think who gets hurt.

you only care when you're exposed.

you don't know how to sit with discomfort.

you poke until something bleeds.

you love being right more than being kind.

you don't know when enough is enough.

you keep digging and wonder why you're alone.

you don't see people, you see leverage.

no, you don't get to speak for me.

you twist everything until it suits you.

you don't actually care about the truth.

you always need the last word.

you don't know how to be gentle.

you don't care who you hurt if it proves a point.

stop calling it honesty like it absolves you of anything.

you don't know how to lose gracefully.

you don't fight fair, you fight dirty.

you make everything personal.

you don't know how to let things go.

the truth is, you just enjoy tearing people down.

you don't care how this affects anyone else.

how convenient, you only show empathy when it benefits you.

you don't see how far you've crossed the line.

you always think you're justified.

you don't know how to stop hurting people.

don't act like you actually want answers.

you always think you're the smartest one in the room.

you care about winning.

you don't fight for resolution. you fight to hurt and you know it.

[angelicarch]

               THE   DISRUPTION   HAD   BEEN   EASILY   HANDLED   BY   RAPHAEL,   AND   GIVEN   the   unease   of   the   angel,   Raphael   had   wanted   Zadkiel   to   come   and   have   a   conversation   with   his   newly   patient.   He   didn’t   mind   in   the   slightest.   If   any   soul   needed   his   assistance,   he   would   make   the   time.   However,   when   he   reached   the   room,   the   archangel   paused   at   the   door.   Violet   eyes   flickered   with   uncertainty   and   wariness.   Raphael   had   spoken   in   length,   but   to   actually   see   the   resemblance   was… uncanny.   

                  NONETHELESS,   ZADKIEL   ENTERED   THE   ROOM.   AS   HE   DID   SO,   A   wave   of   calm   washed   over   the   two;   his   presence   was   known   to   do   that,   “   I   hope   Raphael   has   been   treating   you   well.   He   usually   does,   but   I   want   to   make   sure,   ”   he   walked   up   to   a   vacant   seat,   and   offered   a   small   smile,   “   I’m   Zadkiel.   You’re   Lucid,   correct?   ”   The   necklace   around   his   neck   pulsed   faintly   with   a   purple   hue   which   doubled   down   on   the   serenity   Zadkiel   had   to   offer.    @brokendreamscreation

[hope4gem]

I will get up again. And again. And again.

[angelicarch]

               “   YOU   SEEM   SURPRISED.   ”   A   VOICE   THAT   WAS   LOW,   CALM,   AND   disciplined   broke   the   silence.   He   looked   at   @bungem   with   eyes   so   warm   and   brown   that   they   appeared   crimson.   Or,   maybe   they   were.   It   was   hard   to   tell.   Most   didn’t   dare   to   look   him   in   the   eye   too   long   for   his   presence   was   heavy.      His   posture   alone   told   that   he   was   a   man   of   action,   power,   and   authority.   He   was   charged   with   divinity;   a   dark   thing   that   pulsed   outwardly   in   a   steady   rhythm.

               (   He   was   a   storm   on   the   horizon   ).   

               FEATURES   THAT   WERE   ALWAYS   STONE   CUT,   SOFTENED   ENOUGH   SO   THAT   his   lips   curved   into   an   elegant   smile,   “   Most   don’t   believe   it,   so   I   suppose   it   is   not   that   hard   to   imagine   you   wouldn’t   either.   An   angel   who   embodies   wrath   sounds   unimaginable.   ”   Of   course,   there   were   more   elements   to   it   than   that.   

[shortpride]

𝐇𝐈𝐒  𝐋𝐀𝐓𝐄𝐒𝐓  𝐂𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍,  a  little  duck  with  its  body  decorated  by  pink  flowers,  was  finished.  Lucifer  was  surprisingly  taking  his  time  with  this  one  for  reasons  unknown  to  himself.

Then  it  happened.

A  sudden  stillness.

The  flower-covered  duck  slipped  from  between  his  fingers.

The  King  of  Hell  whipped  his  head  to  the  door.  Who  dared  to  enter  𝐇𝐈𝐒  𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐋𝐌,  𝐇𝐈𝐒  𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐒𝐄,  unannounced?!!  It  was  like  the  temperature  in  the  hotel  dropped  by  an  unholy  amount,  and  it  was  giving  Lucifer  the  chills.  Something  that  rarely  happened.  Without  a  second  to  spare,  he  opened  a  portal  straight  into  the  lobby  and  stepped  in.

As  he  took  in  the  reason  for  this  sudden  commotion,

His  heart  sank.

His  breath  was  taken  away.

He  felt  like  he  was  choking.

Red  eyes  meeting  blue  eyes.  Lucifer  holding  his  apple  cane  in  his  hands,  ready  to  strike  if  needed.  You  never  know  with  those  from  above  or  estranged  family  members.  ❝  Micheal  ❞  Lucifer  responded  with  nothing  but  underlying  annoyance.  He  was  𝐍𝐎𝐓  happy  to  see  𝐇𝐈𝐌  here.  Especially  as  nobody  would  know  their  connection.  It  was  already  bad  enough  how  similar  they  looked  a  like.  ❝  Normally  people  make  an  appointment  to  come  see  me;  I  guess  YOU  are  the  exception.  ❞

He  opened  another  portal  for  the  two  of  them  directly  into  the  living  room  of  the  hotel.  He  pointed  to  the  archangel  to  follow  him  as  he  himself  stepped  through.

[angelicarch]

               HIS   ARRIVAL   UNANNOUNCED   MIGHT   HAVE   BEEN   UNCALLED   FOR,   BUT   THE   death   of   a   high   ranked   angel   was   as   equally   uncalled   for.   Not   only   was   Adam   a   high   ranked   angel,   but   he   was   also   an   important   key   figure   to   Him.   He   was   loved   and   cherished—   even   though   his   personality   changed   to   an   undesired   one,   it   demanded   more   attention   and   answers.   

               (   But,   oh,   how   it   ached   Michael.   He   failed   at   the   one   thing   he   was   created   for   ).

                  PALE   BLUE   MET   WITH   HOT   RED.   THE   ANGEL’S   STOMACH   TWISTED   as   his   name   left   his   brother’s   lips.   He   could   feel   the   simmer   of   annoyance   wash   off   of   him   in   waves,   and   it   made   Michael   feel   nauseous;   Hell   itself   was   already   too   heavy   on   his   divine   being,   “   Forgive   me   for   the   unprompted   visit.   ”   His   tone   was   clipped.   It   was   clear   that   there   was   no   weight   to   his   words.   Instead,   Michael   shifted   his   gaze   to   take   one   quick   look   at   Charlie,   and   then   followed   his   brother   through   the   made   portal   to   a   more   quiet   area.

               ONCE   HE   WAS   THROUGH,   MICHAEL   STOOD   IN   THE   CENTER   OF   the   living   room.   His   eyes   swept   over   the   lavish   decorations,   the   symbolisms   on   the   walls,   and   then   back   to   Lucifer.   He   tilted   his   head,   arms   placed   behind   his   back,   posture   stiff   and   straight,   “   It’s   been…   a   really   long   time,   ”   he   started   with   a   more   softer   tone,   “   But,   I   need   to   understand   what   happened   with   Adam.   ”   Straight to business.

[angelicarch]

Small starter call.

Since I got everything updated on this blog… please comment which muse you’d like a starter for, and multis specify which muse you’d want a starter for. Lengths may vary.

[angelicarch]

                  AFTER   ALL   THESE   YEARS,   AND   EVERYTHING   THAT   TRANSPIRED,   MICHAEL   WAS   still   wary   to   face   his   brother.   He   should   be   furious   that   Adam   was   murdered,   and   in   reality   he   was,   but   to   face   Lucifer   buried   that   fury   to   which   anxiety   reigned.   He   had   to   pull   that   in.   He   was   Archangel   Michael,   leader   of   Heaven’s   army,   second   to   Father,   and   the   protector   of   the   Heavenly   Kingdom.   With   that   in   mind,   he   took   in   a   breath,   pulled   in   his   wings,   and   stepped   through   the   portal   that   placed   him   in   the   Hotel’s   lobby.   

               Hell   went   still.

                  MICHAEL’S   PRESENCE   ALONE   WAS   HEAVY,   FILLED   WITH   AUTHORITY,   AND   LEADERSHIP.   He   could   feel   the   eyes   on   him,   and   just   there,   he   could   feel   the   eyes   that   caused   him   so   much   heartache.   Those   eyes   burned   through   his   very   essence,   and   made   him   shift   on   his   feet.   This   meeting   would   no   doubt   have   to   be   private,   more   so,   rather   preferred.   Michael   had   so   many   questions,   especially   about   his   niece,   but   that   would   come   in   time.   

               HE   TOOK   A   COUPLE   STEPS   FORWARD,   BUT   WOULDN’T   APPROACH   ANY   further   for   he   didn’t   want   to   make   an   already   delicate   situation   more   volatile,   “   Lucifer—   ”   and   he   wouldn’t   address   him   as   “brother”   just   in   case,   “   —   I   think   it’s   time   we   talk.   ” @shortpride