Azzie

Azrael. The Archangel of Death. Transporter of Souls (among other things). Selective. Set aflight by Emily.

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     A study in ~ The end, and what comes after. Can you love too much? Guilt. Human fragility. Familial relationships. The frailty of egos. Finding out it is never too late to discover who you really are. Friendships. Eating tacos. Laughing a lot. Being afraid, and facing that fear. Nature vs. Nurture. Going against your instincts. Rebelling. Comfort. Worry. Pain. Redemption. What does it mean to be human? And most of all -- what brings joy? 

  Azrael is heavily lore and religious based, I just want to make that clear. She doesn’t follow the canon of any show or book. 

Gif credit goes to @holyhitter <3.

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[holyhitter]

Ouch.

" Alright. " It's not as much of a response as it is a statement, and it gives her nothing — petty, sure, he knows she thrives on communication. One hand moves to gesture toward the door in a manner he would if they were back in Heaven, if he were dismissing every other angel beneath him.

She wants to play that game, well — he is nothing if not just as stubborn.

Whatever she's said next has gone unheard; he'd stopped listening the moment she'd made another dig at him.

" We're done here. You can go. "

[heavenguided]

There was a blink, she swallowed, then she lowered her head and nodded. If he wanted to fall back into his General persona, well...so be it, she supposed. She nodded, taking a step back, "As you wish." He was always more comfortable playing the military leader as compared to the brother or the father. She turned, though her head was far from being held high as she exited the room.

It always hurt being dismissed, though this time it had actually been her fault. She had screwed up. Which, she knew would happen, she had just made a promise to herself she never would. She forced her breaths to stay slow and steady as long as she was within hearing distance of him (which in reality, was a really long way, thank you very much). The tears started to fall silently though as her thoughts started to spiral. What if he never spoke to her again? What if this was it? They hadn't even spent much time together since he had gotten out of The Cage and yet...well...could she blame it on them still getting used to each other? They were different beings now. No, not really. She had just royally screwed up, she was sure of it. What was the phrase humans used? Stupid choices reap stupid rewards? Hopefully she would get a chance to apologize to him. Now was not that moment. She was the last person he wanted to see -- she was sure of it. He had made it perfectly clear.

She ended up flying away, far away. To The Empty. There she could sit in (somewhat) peace. She could scream and cry and her uncle would most likely ignore her (which was what she wanted at the moment.) If she woke him up, she'd find a way to apologize to him too. Instead, she laid down and pulled her legs up to her chest and fisted her hands so her nails broke the skin and did her best to forget the split second of emotion she saw on Michael's face before he shut her out. That said more words than anything else ever could. No amount of her saying she was sorry would erase that from either of their memories.

[elvnthshour]

@heavenguided wrote, "Oh, but look at you!!! I had thought-" All the Time Lords were dead. She didn't say the last part. It definitely wasn't something someone said during a first meeting. "It's been a long time since I've seen something other than humans on Earth! What is your name? I'm Azrael. Just...Azrael." She added quickly, unsure if that would be enough for the other to know who and what she was too.

there's  hesitation  briefly.  shoulders  tense  for  a  moment  at  newcomer's  voice.

still,  he  forces  a  brief  smile,  gaze  shifting  upward  to  meet  that  of  the  archangel's.  “ doctor. ”   he  adds  after  a  moment,   “ just  doctor. ”   dressed  in  his  usual  light  purple  dress  shirt,  burgundy  bowtie,  &  matching  suspenders;  his  pair  of  green  hues  move  to  watch  a  familiar  ginger  headed  woman  &  her  husband  walk  by,  chatting  idly  between  themselves.  not  once  did  they  glance  his  way,  not  that  he  wanted  them  to.  it  was  good  to  see  them  happy.

“ you’ve  got  a  look  about  you.  not  human.  definitely  not  ordinary.  so  either  this  is  going  to  be  very  interesting,  or  very  dangerous. ”   the  time  lord  gives  a  crooked  smile,  waving  it  off  with  practiced  ease  as  he  looks  her  over  with  open  wonder.

[heavenguided]

"I find it interesting that no matter the species, everyone assumes I am here to hurt them. That is not say that I could not..." She told him, offering a small smile, "Interesting is not a word I would use. I am just...me." Did that answer any of the indirect questions he asked? Nope.

"But, that said. I am not here for you. Or them..." Azrael said with a nod towards the ginger and the man. "It was just exciting to see someone from a different planet. It has been so long since I have seen one. Despite...well..." She looked away from him as she made her wings visible for a moment. They tremored nervously, shyly even, before she hid them again, "Do you fear me, Lord of Time? Because you should not."

[xflashbastardx]

@heavenguided said: "Hey, hi! You don't know me, but--"

"I'm Aziraphale's sister! You can kinda tell. We have the same hairs. Also, my name also starts with A and Z, but that was more luck than anything else." Was she rambling? Yes. That's what nerves did. "Anyways. The point of this - If you could be a sentient brick, what building would you want to be a part of??"

Two hands shot up, something halfway between defensive and woah, slow down, and the serpent tensed from head to toe.

The angel's question goes unanswered (the answer, of course, was the bookshop, not that he'd any intention of divulging that) as about half a dozen of the demon's own fight for the chance to be the first to tumble from his curled lip. Who was she? Angels could have siblings, was that new since he'd Fallen? What did she really want? How did she know he knows Aziraphale? Why had Aziraphale never mentioned her before now? Why was she being so friendly to a demon?

"You're Aziraphale's sister?" was the question that won out in the end, Crowley figuring it was a good lead-in to all the others.

[heavenguided]

Oh, this wasn't going at all like she had hoped. She probably should have foreseen this possibility, but seeing as she tried to see things in a positive manner, she hadn't prepared for this.

Azrael, did however, put her hands in front of her too for a moment to show she wasn't carrying any weapons, then left them loosely at her sides -- easy to see that they would stay empty that way.

"Erm..." She swallowed and nervously brushed her hair out of her face and behind her ear, "I mean...sort of. I...I borrowed the word from the humans, you know. I reckon I never really thought of it as strange until you mentioned it, and I guess it is..." She added on quickly. She tilted her head to the side, "Are you...are you...quite alright? I am so sorry I seemed to frighten you. That was not my intention. I mean you no harm."

[heavenguided]

Hey. Everyone should have their muse send @holyhitter an ask and tell Michael how awesome he is. Even if your muse doesn't think he is. Don't ask questions. Just do it.

[holyhitter]

@heavenguided asked: " Our fates are entwined whether you like it or not, you stupid bastard. "

" One minute we can defy fate, the next our fates are intertwined — pick a lane. " His ire doesn't lie with her, not really. It lies in the indecisiveness of her, humanity — everybody that says one thing, means another.

He is no better, he twists his words where it suits him, but then — at least he does, generally, believe what comes out of his mouth.

" And don't call me stupid. " Arms fold over his chest, fingers drumming against his bicep. An unnecessary inhale. " Fate as we know it — as we knew it — "

That sentence ignites a fury in him like nothing else, and he can feel his wings bristle, some forgotten motion that shows just how deep his rage runs.

" — I suppose fate as we knew it doesn't exist anymore, now, does it. "

[heavenguided]

"Okay, I am going to say this slowly. We can defy fate by maybe making sure the apocalypse does not happen, but no matter what - we are two sides of the same coin, Michael. There is no life without death, creation without destruction. Our lives will be intertwined until we both end up in The Empty. That is so much bigger than the Apocalypse. And did you not always tell me that it will usher in a new world that we are both meant to be a part of? I chose my lane, Michael. Whether you agree to follow me or not will always be your choice, but there is no you without me."

Azrael crosses her arms over her chest and tilts her head to the side, "Mass casualties? Death like you've never seen, nearly everything starting new? Huh. That seems an awful lot like what my life is everyday. Sorry if I am not freaking out as much as you are. Just as your life leading you to kill Lucifer has been put in place since your earliest days, so has this for me."

"No, I suppose not, but I do not see that as an entirely bad thing. New does not always mean bad or dangerous. Neither does keeping what we have grown accustomed to. In the end you are the major lynch pin that all this grasps onto. I do not envy you that."

[heavenguided]

" And he looked at me like there was something in me worth looking at. "

@holyhitter

"I have been trying to get you to see that since the very first moment I saw you, but...I suppose it took a different kind of love for you to fully understand and grasp it. I am happy for you. Truly. Both of you. It..." Azrael trailed off and smiled, ever so slightly. A smile of memories of her very best times...and her very worst. "...There is nothing quite like it. I...do not think I will ever experience it again, and I am happy with that, but you. Oh...you. Discovering everything for the first time. Every crease of his skin, every expression in his eyes, every different sound of his voice with different emotions. What a wonderful gift it is....to be able to know someone so completely, to know a heart so full, to have someone look at you - all of you, and love you still." She stepped closer and took his hand, "I wish you both nothing but peace and happiness, fights to put things into prospective, to shatter the rose-colored glasses you may be wearing, so you realize what you have is real. So, so real. Not some illusion you long dreamed for, and most of all -- unwavering and enduring love that never faulters."

[heavenguided]

What Color Is Your Aura?

Chiffon

stone walls, sweaters, moths, dusty lace, animal tracks, incense, throw pillows. your essence is chiffon: your soft heart disarms those who meet you. you willingly swallow your feelings for everyone else; it is easier to hide your sensitivity. you may be a mirror, reflecting the best back at others, and not knowing quite who you are inside. you are the compromiser. you are the recaster. you find kinship in like-minded individuals of ashen, hickory, brown, and grey, who act with patience. you are also drawn to the cheerful orchid and honey, who will help you grow and discover what actually makes you happy. however, you may struggle to get along with the wild-hearted personalities of mauve and terracotta who act on their whims.

Tagged by: @xflashbastardx

Tagging: You!

[heavenguided]

" When life shuts a door… open it again. It's a door. That's how they work. "

@holyhitter

"Can you maybe not speak in metaphors? You know I do not understand what you mean when you use them. Life is not made up of doors! I cannot just open one out of thin air. You could, I am sure, but not me. So, please explain this again in a way that will make sense to me? If you do....I will share the newest song I came up with when I was walking around with Titan the other day." Was the song going to get stuck in his head for decades? Of course. But was it worth it? Also yes.

[heavenguided]

" The fact that I am constantly saying strange and unpleasant things is just part of my charm. "

@holyhitter

"And you also wonder why most beings do not like you? ...Or are terrified of you? Here is a completely new idea. How about you just try being nice? I know you have it in you, and for some reason only show it to so few. Why not try to broaden your horizons? You might be surprised what you reap when you sow good things. Give it a shot and get back to me Also, if you need any tips...you know where to find me."

[romanogers]

[heavenguided]

" But rage, too, is a reflex, like grief. "

@holyhitter

"Could not positive emotions be a reflex as well? Why must it only be the negative ones? Why is it only the bad ones we seem to focus on instead of being joyful and appreciative of what we have and have accomplished? Feelings are so complex...but..." She bit bottom lip as she tried to find the right words for what she wanted to say. "...At least they have a way of teaching us a lesson, no? Even ones like anger and hurt. You just have to be willing to let them change you."

[heavenguided]

Hey! Fun fact! If your muse's name starts with a letter between A and Z Azrael adores them and wishes them the best always!

[holyhitter]

@heavenguided asked: " Despite the fact that I occasionally compulsively overshare, people somehow still manage to know nothing about me. "

" Seldom do -- " -- people is how that sentence should finish, but he supposes he should broaden the category a bit. " Creatures of all sorts listen. They hear, sure, and they might even reply back; but they don't listen. "

[heavenguided]

"Right, okay. That is fair. How do I get them to listen then?" That seemed the pertinent question. She looked off into the distance and brushed her hair behind her ear, "Or maybe I do not want them to actually listen. I do not know. I think...I think I just...crave connection? And knowing the other person seems really important for that."

[liviasdrusillas]

"Count Rostov, you must introduce me to your lovely daughters."

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