Who is like God?{ A U T O P L A Y }

"From the beginning, he knew this was how this was going to end." Written by Darke.

[nonempyreal]

She knew exactly what he was referring to, and it made her want to run and hide. This confrontation was the kind she usually tried to avoid. Every fiber of her being told her that he was much bigger than she was, if not in size, then in status, and part of the reason she had survived for so long was knowing when she was outgunned and to choose her battles accordingly.

“No. And you’re not either. You’re…much higher on the food chain.”

[michaeliisms-blog]

“The TOP.” For a second, the shadow splayed across the ground holds the visage of overlapped WINGS, disappearing almost as soon as they appear. It was impressive- most LESSER beings fled at his presence, but she stayed still. Respectable. Curious. “What ARE you?” It’s an honest question, and one he may decipher given enough time, but  information was so much easier to gather if one was willing to SHARE.

[nonempyreal]

She knew exactly what he was referring to, and it made her want to run and hide. This confrontation was the kind she usually tried to avoid. Every fiber of her being told her that he was much bigger than she was, if not in size, then in status, and part of the reason she had survived for so long was knowing when she was outgunned and to choose her battles accordingly.

“No. And you’re not either. You’re…much higher on the food chain.”

[michaeliisms-blog]

“The TOP.” For a second, the shadow splayed across the ground holds the visage of overlapped WINGS, disappearing almost as soon as they appear. It was impressive- most LESSER beings fled at his presence, but she stayed still. Respectable. Curious. “What ARE you?” It’s an honest question, and one he may decipher given enough time, but  information was so much easier to gather if one was willing to SHARE.

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HICKORY, OAK, PINE AND WHEAT,                  Bury my heart underneath these trees,                                 And when a southern wind comes to raise my soul,                                                                  Spread my spirit like a flock of crows.

✯

[siriis]

The WOLVES will keep you warm,                                            If youCONVINCE yourself you’reONE

                                                     X.    X. 

[nonempyreal]

The eye contact made her freeze, and she hoped the stranger hadn’t seen the glint of yellow in her gaze before she had looked down. Maybe it wasn’t her that he had been looking at, maybe it was just happenstance that they had noticed each other.

When she glanced back up, though, he’s moving closer and she watched him like the captain of a small rowboat might watch a tidal wave making its way towards the shoreline. On first glance, he seemed normal, but there was an unmistakable air of imposition and power about him that put her even more on edge.

[michaeliisms-blog]

Curious, she stands there FROZEN as he makes his way over to her, head tilted the slightest bit as the distance is devoured by his movement. He forgets that he looks like a normal human to most, a questioning passerby that could very well be a TOURIST or confused citizen. It’s not long until he’s standing in front of her, not even the clearing of a throat to announce his presence. Before, he could have sworn there was a COLOR there. “You’re not LIKE them-- are you.”

[michaeliisms-blog]

–His father was responsible for many creations, all of which Michael had taken careful detail observing and noting. Most were ABOMINATIONS of mankind, tainted images of what was supposed to be natural and good. the Prince had no time to bother with them, too busy with running Heaven and assisting his siblings in their daily endeavors. But he’d been compelled to return to Earth today, take a time to take in his Father’s BRILLIANCE in his creation. Cities were loud and full of HUMANS that proved interesting to watch. But something had the Viceroy on edge, curious. He knew much- he’d been around for EONS, and there was always a way to tell when something not quite PERFECT was nearby. What is was- he couldn’t tell.  Maybe it would seek a presence like his out. Maybe he’d track it himself.

[nonempyreal]

Some days it was just too easy.

Businessmen too involved in their conversations, teens on summer break absorbed by their phones, tourists too focused on sightseeing to see what else was going on…yeah, way too easy. They wouldn’t notice a quick hand dipping into a pocket or a backpack, would they? Until later, of course. And then it’d be too late to do much about it.

That was her afternoon, mostly. Lightening other’s pockets while her own got a little heavier. She had taken a break from lifting to sit and enjoy a donut or two from a nearby bakery, and once she was back at it again, be it a thief’s intuition or some other instinct, an alarm in the back of her mind went off. So Haven stopped again, moving to the edge of the crowded sidewalk to see if anyone had been watching her.

[michaeliisms-blog]

Ah- there. INSTINCT provided him the means to have some sort of revelation as his eyes met hers, Michael tilting his head in almost unnoticeable curiosity. There wasn’t the habits of a VAMPIRE or WEREWOLF or any other human-passing common creature, yet something still seemed off.  Purposely he began to stride across the road that separated them, fearless strides like a KING among his subjects. No threat- not yet, merely a show of prestige.

[seraphbones]

modern fallen angels shivering in their beds at night with an ache in their bones and an itch under skin that has never felt like theirs, a feeling that they are something biggerbetterbrighter and blinding themselves with incessant memories that neverstop and missing home, missing their wings and their divinity

angels texting each other at 3 am “i miss the sky” and “do you remember what it was like to hold the world in our jaws because that feeling feels further and further away every second”

angels in classrooms, angels taking the bus, angels at grocery markets, angels in art studios on friday nights, angels at coffee shops, angels in bookstores, angels working minimum wage; people shudder when they pass by, or they stare too long from across the room and their eyes sting a little because there’s still power there, mortals can still feel it, even if they could never put a name to it.

fallen angels with a righteous sense of justice, still too good to know evil, not sure what’s right or wrong anymore because this world is not dichotomous; there is no easy choice. modern angels with guilt and regrets, what that must mean on a divine level. angels with glowing palms and golden eyes, the remnants of a god too big for any room. 

angels who feel nostalgia for planes they can’t even comprehend anymore, angels earth-bound and wingless and clinging to each other in raw daylight when everything feels like too much and not enough. angels with anxiety, angels with sweaty, shaking hands, angels with ptsd, angels at dusk imagining god in the city lights and trying to understand what purpose means. maybe not theirs, but at least its something tangible. 

[michaeliisms-blog]

“Sam Winchester.”

“The suffering is evident on your face.”

[michaeliisms-blog]

It was hushed, whispered among his siblings, that the occasional seal on his brother’s cage was BROKEN. This wasn’t a huge WARNING SIGN for the Viceroy, no, he longed for the day to meet Lucifer on the battlefield- and thought the day was likely far from today, he’d taken time to descend and INVESTIGATE himself, having wanted a job done RIGHT. This place he’d come to was arid and warm, though it had no real effect on him. Perhaps that is why his vessel easily stood on the side of the road fully clothed including jacket. To any who looked it would be unnatural- and those who dealt with supernatural beings would see it as a red-flag. He didn’t mind.  He was DIVINE.

[michaeliisms-blog]

--His father was responsible for many creations, all of which Michael had taken careful detail observing and noting. Most were ABOMINATIONS of mankind, tainted images of what was supposed to be natural and good. the Prince had no time to bother with them, too busy with running Heaven and assisting his siblings in their daily endeavors. But he’d been compelled to return to Earth today, take a time to take in his Father’s BRILLIANCE in his creation. Cities were loud and full of HUMANS that proved interesting to watch. But something had the Viceroy on edge, curious. He knew much- he’d been around for EONS, and there was always a way to tell when something not quite PERFECT was nearby. What is was- he couldn’t tell.  Maybe it would seek a presence like his out. Maybe he’d track it himself.

[michaeliisms-blog]

My Mike muse has been up and kicking me lately- so anyone can like for a starter! (Ill be keeping it in my main verse if I can, but if you’d like another shoot me an IM or message!)

[michaeliisms-blog]

My Mike muse has been up and kicking me lately- so anyone can like for a starter! (Ill be keeping it in my main verse if I can, but if you’d like another shoot me an IM or message!)

[reves-imperiaux]

…O, Prince of the Heavenly Host By the power of God, thrust down to Hell Satan, and all those wicked spirits Who wander the world for the ruin of souls. Amen.

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Saint Michael the Archangel,

defend us in battle; be our protection against the wickedness and snares of the devil. May God rebuke him, we humbly pray: and do thou, O Prince of the heavenly host, by the power of God, thrust into hell Satan and all the evil spirits who prowl about the world seeking the ruin of souls.

Amen.

[roleplayiing-memes]

sentence starters: protective edition.

“Don’t let them talk to you that way.”

“I get so angry whenever I hear them talking about you… you don’t deserve it.”

“You could have been killed!”

“What were you thinking?!?”

“Are you alright?! Do you need anything?”

“I can’t leave you here alone.”

“I don’t want to lose you.”

“If they lay a finger on you, I swear I’ll kill them.”

“I’ll protect you with my life.”

“I’ll never leave your side. Not until we can ensure your safety.”

“Who did this to you?!”

“No one messes with you and gets away with it.”

“I’ve got you, don’t worry.”

“Come on, tell me what happened.”

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halsey ‘badlands’ starter sentences

CASTLE:       “I’m sick of all these people talking.”      “I’m already choking on my pride.”      “They wanna make me their queen.”      “There’s no use crying about it.”      “I probably shouldn’t be so mean.”      “I should probably keep my pretty mouth shut.” HOLD ME DOWN:      “My demons are begging me to open up my mouth.”      “He told me I was holy.”       “He’s got me on my knees.”      “This is what I live for.”      “Throw me in the deep end and watch me drown.” NEW AMERICANA:      “The city’s ours until fall.”      “We don’t feel like outsiders at all.”      “We know very well who we are.”      “What kind of dough have you been spending?” DRIVE:      “I can never keep my eyes off this.”      “All we do is think about the feelings the we hide.”      “It never felt like home to me.”      “Would it really kill you if we kissed?” HURRICANE:      “He’s got an eye for girls of eighteen.”      “I held him captive by my kiss.”      “I’m a one night stand.”      “I’m the violence in the pouring rain.”      “I reminded myself to keep you far away from me.”       “You could devastate me.” ROMAN HOLIDAY:      “Do you remember the taste of my lips that night?”      “I remember the fear in your eyes.”      “The timing’s never right.” GHOST:      “I’m searching for something that I can’t reach.”      “I don’t like them innocent.”      “You say that you’re no good for me.”      “I swear I hate you when you leave, but I like it anyway.”      “I know I’m gonna leave him.” COLORS:      “You’re only happy when your sorry head is filled with dope.”      “You’re ripped at every edge but you’re a masterpiece.”      “I’m still waking in the morning, but it’s not with you.” COLORS, PT 2:      “Everything is dripping like a saturated sun.”      “I hope you make it to the day you’re _____ years old.” STRANGE LOVE:      “Everybody wants to know if we fucked in the bathroom sink.”      “But the ending is the same every damn time.”      “They think I’m insane.”      “They think my lover is strange.”      “That’s the beauty of a secret.”      “They can’t believe I made you weak.”       “These days I can’t seem to get along with anyone.” COMING DOWN:      “I found god - I found him in a lover.”      “I found the devil - I found him in a lover.”      “Now we’re lost somewhere in outer space.”      “I’m such a fool for sacrifice.”       “I’ve got a lover and I’m unforgiven.” HAUNTING:      “Keep on haunting me.”       “I was pure as a river.”      “Now I think I’m possessed.”      “I’ve been cold since you left.”      “You’ve got your own mistakes in bed at home.”      “You’ve got a fire inside but your heart’s so cold.”      “I’ve tried to wash you away, but you just won’t leave.” GASOLINE:      “Are you insane like me?”      “You can’t wake up - this is not a dream.”      “I think there’s a flaw in my code.”      “These voices won’t leave me alone.”      “My heart is gold and my hands are cold.” CONTROL:      “I sat alone in bed until morning.”      “I tried to hold these secrets inside me.”      “I’m meaner than my demons.”      “God damn right, you should be scared of me.”       “Who is in control?” YOUNG GOD:      “You know we’re gonna be legends.”      “I know you wanna go to heaven, but you’re human tonight.”      “Do you feel like a young god?”      “My tongue is a weapon.”      “If you wanna go to heaven, you should fuck me tonight.” I WALK THE LINE:      “I keep a close eye on this heart of mine.”      “I find myself alone when each day is through.”      “You give me cause for love I can’t hide.”

[michaeliisms-blog]

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