Never Hold Back

Main muse: Lucifer. Also featuring other angels, all fandomless

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Raphael tilted the other’s chin up, looking carefully into their eyes, before casting his gaze deeper to access their aura. Finding nothing wrong, he leveled them with an unimpressed glare.

“There is nothing wrong with you. Why are you wasting my time?”

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Cassiel climbed out of the lake, appearing not to notice that she had company. She carefully wrung the excess water from her hair and threw a towel around her shoulders.

“I came here to be alone, you know. Kinda makes all this effort useless when people come to bother me.”

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Muse List

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will be updated as more muses are added

mun note: some of their fcs don’t have good resources but they are the best fit for my image of them so their threads will usually be iconless

Michael

Gabriel

Raphael

Uriel

Cassiel

Lucifer

Lilith

Evelyn

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“I told you that wasn’t going to work. What do you say we just let ‘em die and get ourselves a nice cold drink?”

[virdityshattred]

“Yes it’s true all humanity will die.  They must be protected and saved if possible for these are god’s creations.”    

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“So why save them if they’re going to die anyway? Aren’t you fucking with the natural order of things or whatever you people are always harping on about?”

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( Luci to anybody) “You almost killed me, so no, it’s not nice to meet you."

Michael rolled his eyes at his sibling’s dramatics. “You stubbed your toe. On a rock. I think you’ll live, but we could always ask Raph to double check.”

[horrificmemes]

Terrible First Meeting Starters

For breaking the ice in the worst possible way, featuring themes including: kidnapping, murder, stalking, injury, monsters, and just general meanness. [Brackets] indicate spaces to include your own words to personalize your ask!

“Wh-who are you? Where are we? Why are we tied up together?!” “You almost killed me, so no, it’s not nice to meet you.” “Oh my god, are you okay? Should I call an ambulance?” “I wondered when you were going to wake up. You almost didn’t survive.” “Get out of my way before I move you myself.” “Please, let me out of here!” “You’re staring like you’ve never seen a [monster/vampire/demon/etc] before.” “Hey. Pretend you were waiting for me. You’re being followed.” “You don’t know me, but something terrible is going to happen.” “You’re in the wrong place at the wrong time.” “Please, someone help!” “You shouldn’t be out here all by yourself this late at night.” “Stop shining that flashlight on me! I’m not a damn ghost!” “I’m sorry if I hurt you.” “Shh, don’t scream! I’m not trying to attack you!” “I’ve never seen anything like you before.” “Stand right there and don’t get any closer!” “Now that you’ve seen this, I can’t let you leave and just tell anyone.” “Ugh, my head. What happened to us?” “Is there a reason you’ve been following me for an hour?” “If you come near me, I will scream at the top of my lungs.” “Holy shit. What have you done?!” “Is that blood? Is that YOUR blood?” “Don’t panic, I can explain!” “I promise you, this isn’t what it looks like.” “I won’t hurt you if you just keep your mouth shut.” “Who are you? Where are you taking me?!” “This is for your own safety. I’ll explain later.” “What the hell was that thing back there?!” “There’s something wrong with me. I need your help!” “Please, someone, there’s been an emergency!” “You can’t leave. You’re a witness and now you’ve involved.” “I’m being hunted, and now they’ve seen you too.” “If you believe in any god, I suggest praying to them now.” “Shh! Hide here, and don’t move a muscle.” “Can I walk with you? I think I’m being followed.” “I’m so sorry. I don’t like tricking people, but I had to lure you here.” “Fuck off, this is private property!” “I’ve seen some weird shit, but you’re something else.” “Oh my god. Are you a [monster/demon/angel/etc]?” “Don’t look at me like that, with those eyes.” “That isn’t your blood. What did you do?” “I promise not to tell anyone, just let me go!” “Come with me. I want to show you something.” “You’re not going to eat me, are you?” “You should never have approached me. You don’t know who you’re dealing with.” “Go away, I’m not looking for a conversation.” “You don’t just follow people to their homes! I’m calling the police.” “Please, I’ll do anything, just untie me!” “I’m sorry if I scared you.” “I had to tie you up. You didn’t leave me any other choice.” “I don’t even know you. What do you mean, I ‘have’ to go with you?” “We almost died back there. Maybe we should introduce ourselves.” “Let go of me!” “I’m hurt. Please, I need you to call an ambulance for me.” “You have to come with me, something bad is about to happen!” “I’m not leaving until you tell me why you’ve been following me!” “Seeing as we may not survive, I should tell you my name. It’s [name].”

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“I told you that wasn’t going to work. What do you say we just let ‘em die and get ourselves a nice cold drink?”

[firstburrn]

It started with War and his beauty.

His harsh eyes and his cold words, the way he always carries a weapon. He’s turned armies with a flick of wrist, destroyed ancient colonies and tribes for the fun of it and despite all of this, his hands lack any blisters or marks, no, they are merely covered in blood.

Then came Famine, in his sickly way.

He’s too thin and his bones can be seen shifting beneath pale skin. There is no beauty here, never was. His hunger is constant, it even rivals Gluttony.

Then there was Pestilence.

There’s no way to describe him, he isn’t beautiful nor hideous, he simply is. There is a tarnish to his milky eyes and to his bloody lips. Always bleeding, always coughing up bile and blood-filled mucus. There is no cure for him, he has every disease and he unnaturally lives despite that.

Lastly, the one who is feared the most, the one with more stories and more wills against him.

Lastly, there is Death.

He is a combination of all his brothers, somehow he is Famine and War and Disease. He is the most beauteous of all.

Fearing him is unnatural, not for his beauty, merely because he is inevitable.

He is the hardest to escape, the hardest to run from.

These are the Horsemen of the Apocalypse and they are on the edge of your vision because they are here.

They are Here.

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open | gabriel

“I didn’t fall! I landed exactly the way I meant to!”

[virdityshattred]

“ Yeah I’m sure Gabriel. And i didn’t mean to fall either, i just tripped and fell to Earth.”

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“Clumsy little thing, aren’t you?” He rolled over on his back just to prove exactly how fine he was with being where he was.

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open | lucifer (pre-fall)

She was listening carefully. She had been here almost an hour, and it was a wonder she had managed to remain this still for so long, but judging by the footsteps of the unsuspecting person coming this way, her patience was about to pay off.

She crouched down, and the moment they stepped under the tree she was perched in, she pounced. 

“Thank you for softening my landing,” she smirked.

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Fraciel giggled under her holding her close for a moment before he leaned up to kiss her cheek softly.

“You’re cute, how long have you been in that tree and why?”

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“I was bored, and Raphael wasn’t being any fun today. He said to get out of his way for a while. I managed a whole hour!”

She sounded rather proud of that last statement.

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Fraciel grinned and sat up.

“I am proud as well who knew you could manage to stay still for a whole hour.”

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She feigned a hurt look on her face and lightly swatted at his head.

“Why is everyone mean to me today?” she complained.

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open | gabriel

He had no intention of getting up anytime soon. He was sitting on the ground playing with a small group of puppies. He had no idea where they came from or who they belonged to but why should he question it when the little masses of fluff were allowing him to sit so close?

He tilted his head when a shadow fell across them all and he looked up. “You aren’t jealous, are you? You could always join me.”

[virdityshattred]

Michael opened then closed her mouth then sighed exasperated, not jealous just –a little annoyed, heaven needed it’s messenger but that wasn’t going to happen.

Blue green eyes looked down at her brother then sat down next to him. “ No brother i am not. Heaven needs it’s messenger but i can see clear as day you have no intention of doing that.”

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“Messenging can wait. These little nougats, however, cannot. They only stay this size for so long.”

Gabriel grinned and dumped one of the puppies into Michael’s lap. “Live a little, sister. Our duties are always going to be there when we’re ready to go back to them.”

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open | gabriel

“I didn’t fall! I landed exactly the way I meant to!”

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open | lucifer (pre-fall)

She was listening carefully. She had been here almost an hour, and it was a wonder she had managed to remain this still for so long, but judging by the footsteps of the unsuspecting person coming this way, her patience was about to pay off.

She crouched down, and the moment they stepped under the tree she was perched in, she pounced. 

“Thank you for softening my landing,” she smirked.

[sanctity-hollowed]

Fraciel giggled under her holding her close for a moment before he leaned up to kiss her cheek softly.

“You’re cute, how long have you been in that tree and why?”

[flaming-grace-blog]

“I was bored, and Raphael wasn’t being any fun today. He said to get out of his way for a while. I managed a whole hour!”

She sounded rather proud of that last statement.

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gossamer-feathers:

Consider: Young Angels in The War

Angels, just barely grown into their wings, elbow deep in ichor, and panic, and the smell of holy decay. 

Angels, just barely learning the feel of wind through their feathers, sweating palms around a hilt, and soul aching from the strain.

Angels, just barely learning the names of their betters, reciting hymns for strangers, siblings they always wanted to know.

Angels, just barely matured into their grace, watching a meteor shower of divinity, and fearfully wondering when they are next.

Angels who didn’t get to be angels.

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We’re stronger than they were.

I hope you’re right.

[mharingo]

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open | lucifer (pre-fall)

She was listening carefully. She had been here almost an hour, and it was a wonder she had managed to remain this still for so long, but judging by the footsteps of the unsuspecting person coming this way, her patience was about to pay off.

She crouched down, and the moment they stepped under the tree she was perched in, she pounced. 

“Thank you for softening my landing,” she smirked.