Personal Tweety Bird

I honestly have no idea what I'm doing on here. There's paperwork to be done, and issues to be corrected, but here I am. Feel free to ask me questions~ However, if they're about Heaven, I'm afraid that I cannot release that information at this time. [Independent RP/Ask blog for the character of Archangel Gabriel from "Satan and Me!]

[artangelraphael-deactivated2015]

“I was dreaming for so long.” [ooc: couldn't resist, eheheheh.]

“Dreaming?” the question slipped form him without much thought with concern lacing his tone, eyes scanning the man carefully. 

[artangelraphael-deactivated2015]

“I am glad to know that I can comfort you, Gabriel. Your company is also quite pleasant.” Raphael nodded, “Yes, Michael can be a handful, I wish he would not place so much on your shoulders. You deserve the time away when you can get it.” He let out a small sigh, his gaze turning from the other man off to the distance. He could understand Michael’s actions, and he worried for him, he worried for all of his brothers. The End of Days would surely bring about some undesired results, and it weighed on them all. They needed to focus on the time they had now though, the present, and try to make the best of it. 

[notababey]

Gabriel also fell into silence for a few moments, staring off into the distance as if deep in thought...though little was currently crossing his mind. He took a breath, and exhaled slowly, letting the calmness of the moment fill him. “I suppose...I should head back soon. Before Michael sends out a search party.” Gabe sighed. “But it was nice to get this moment away, to have a chance to breathe.”

[shadow-dragon-girl]

So everyone, as you may or may not know, I’ve been submitting appeals to the Financial Aid office of my school because my GPA dropped (barely) below 2.0, and 2.0 is the cut off for Financial Aid. (Because America just LOOOOVES charging for everything, including the one way Americans could use to improve themselves - college.)

Which means no aid for me. Which means paying for everything out of pocket.

Which SUCKS. If you’ve been following me for any length of time, you’ll know that I’ve also tried finding a job - rather unsuccessfully - to try and help offset any costs.

What’s a person to do when they’re knocked down while trying to get back up onto the horse?

Reach out to others, of course!

If you would just do me a big favor and reblog this, I promise that it will make your blog look even more awesome! xD Well, alright, you don’t have to reblog it. :p I appreciate the time you took to read this, anyway.

Thank you for your time!

~Loki

[satanandmeconfessions]

Just boosting this along for a bit. I know it’s not a confession, but I really need help for this. If you want, you could do a favor for me and boost it along as well~ <3 

I thought I’d try to reach out to my Samily a bit, for support and prayers. I’m feeling kind of down due to these circumstances.

~Mod Zadkiel

[those-crazy-meme-nights]

Send "You are really warm.." for my muse's reaction to yours suddenly crawling over them and laying on my muse, while my muse happened to be lying on their back...

[tomata-romana-blog]

"I ship you with_____because_____" finish the sentence in my askbox.

[artangelraphael-deactivated2015]

“I was dreaming for so long.” [ooc: couldn't resist, eheheheh.]

“Dreaming?” the question slipped form him without much thought with concern lacing his tone, eyes scanning the man carefully. 

[notababey]

“You’re right…it won’t change anything.” Gabriel sighed. “But don’t get me wrong…I’m very thankful and blessed to still have those who chose to stay with us. I would not trade my brothers and sisters for the world.” Gabe found that Raphael was easy to talk to, and he enjoyed the taller one’s company. It was usually quiet and tranquil, a nice break from Michael needing or wanting Gabriel to do various tasks. “But enough about me.” A small smile crossed Gabe’s face. “How have you been lately? I’ve been so busy, I haven’t really had a chance to check in on everyone…”

[artangelraphael-deactivated2015]

“Nor would I,” he agreed, giving a small shake of his head . “You all are quite dear to me. Especially you, one of my most trusted friends.” Ah, yes. It was very much like Gabriel to turn the attention from himself, always such a modest man. Raphael found it rather endearing, he couldn’t help as his lips tugged slightly upwards at the corners. “I have been well, Gabriel. I hope the same for you. Though, I am sorry to hear that it seems Michael is working you so hard again. I wish there were some way I could assist you.” 

[notababey]

“Just getting to speak with you helps me more than you know. You have such a calming presence, and it’s a nice change of pace from Michael’s hectic presence.” Gabe told him. “As much as I love our brother, I do enjoy the moments I have away from him.” He chuckled. “Which are few and far between these days." It would only get worse with the approaching End of Days, but Gabe tried not to dwell on that. He had enough to worry about for now.

[notababey]

Going to try and churn out some icons here in a bit.

I’m running out of icons to use in my rps. xD Plus, I wanted to make some anyway. <3

[just--another--shadow-deactivat]

( Angst Me No More — Ask Meme )

SEND ME ONE OF THE FOLLOWING TO SEE HOW MY MUSE REACTS.

“Are you sure?”

“I never meant to hurt you.”

“Forgive me.”

“I don’t understand.”

“Have you ever been afraid like this?”

“I don’t want to talk to you anymore.”

“You wouldn’t understand.”

“How could you do this?”

“Your problems are not of my concern.”

“I don’t get it.”

“Want to talk about it?”

“Nobody else seemed to notice.”

“I thought you were different.”

“Do you love me?”

“I understand.”

“Mind if I sleep here tonight?”

“How long has it been since you last slept?”

“I never meant to hurt you.”

“Can I trust you?”

“I’m so sorry.”

“Don’t go. Please.”

“I’m the same, you know.”

“Just go. Leave.”

“And if I don’t?”

“You lied to me.”

“I thought it would be easier to leave.”

[artangelraphael-deactivated2015]

“I was dreaming for so long.” [ooc: couldn't resist, eheheheh.]

“Dreaming?” the question slipped form him without much thought with concern lacing his tone, eyes scanning the man carefully. 

[notababey]

A slightly embarrassed chuckle escaped Gabe’s lips. “Of what things could have been…had Lucifer not…” Gabriel trailed off, and shrugged. “I know that it’s rather silly, but the thought sometimes crosses my mind. Though that thought…lingers…more than it probably should.”

[artangelraphael-deactivated2015]

“I think that we all may think about it at times,” the man sighed a bit, shifting just slightly. “We lost plenty of people that were very close to us, but we should try our hardest not to linger, Gabriel. It will not change things.”

[notababey]

“You’re right...it won’t change anything.” Gabriel sighed. “But don’t get me wrong...I’m very thankful and blessed to still have those who chose to stay with us. I would not trade my brothers and sisters for the world.” Gabe found that Raphael was easy to talk to, and he enjoyed the taller one’s company. It was usually quiet and tranquil, a nice break from Michael needing or wanting Gabriel to do various tasks. “But enough about me.” A small smile crossed Gabe’s face. “How have you been lately? I’ve been so busy, I haven’t really had a chance to check in on everyone...”

[notababey]

❝ You say that so often, I wonder what your basis for comparison is? ❞

“You try running errands, spying on Lucifer discreetly, doing paperwork, and filing reports for Michael sometime. Perhaps then you’ll know of what I speak.”

[voice-of-the-lord]

“Nope, that’s your lot in life.” Uriel shook his head. “I’ve got my own problems, thanks. You weren’t given Father’s light.” And that was tough to handle in and of itself.

[notababey]

“Indeed. I would not want that...gift. I work hard enough as it is.” Truth be told, Gabriel didn’t mind his role as a messenger. It was oftentimes fulfilling work, and he enjoyed the moments where he was sent to spy on Lucifer; working among the humans was rewarding work for an angel such as himself. He preferred to be behind the scenes. “You and Michael can keep center stage - I’ll be doing my best to keep things running smoothly behind the scenes. Father knows I wouldn’t want to be front and center.”

[notababey]

“this is NOT happening”

The first thing that Gabe noticed was the height difference. While Gabe was nowhere near the tallest of the angels (that honor belonged to Raphael), he was used to having /some/ height, and this…was…well, it felt wrong. Things seemed taller than they used to be, and Gabe couldn’t put his finger on it until he sneezed. When he went to rub at his nose, he realized that his skin was a much paler hue…and that he had a piercing where one had not been before. He scrambled for the nearest reflective surface, and gaped at what he saw.“Ooooh no. Nononononononono…!” Gabriel…had turned into Uriel. Physically, at least. And the voice sounded all wrong from Gabe’s actual voice.

With one swift motion, Gabe turned on his heel and raced to find himself…er, Uriel, figuring that he had Gabe’s own form.

[voice-of-the-lord]

“I don’t want any part of that!” The realization had hit him too, and he was starting to panic. “We need to fix this before Michael or anyone else finds out! We can only tell Raphael as a last resort.” There had to be a way out of this without bringing any suspicions..

[notababey]

Gabriel snorted, stifling a chuckle as he watched Uriel begin to panic. “Indeed. I think Raphael is the only one who would believe us in the first place, due to his special ability.” Gabriel nodded. “So what do you think we should do to fix this? I would suggest perhaps searching for a book or something, to see if there’s any hint of something like this anywhere...”

[artangelraphael-deactivated2015]

“I was dreaming for so long.” [ooc: couldn't resist, eheheheh.]

“Dreaming?” the question slipped form him without much thought with concern lacing his tone, eyes scanning the man carefully. 

[notababey]

A slightly embarrassed chuckle escaped Gabe’s lips. “Of what things could have been...had Lucifer not...” Gabriel trailed off, and shrugged. “I know that it’s rather silly, but the thought sometimes crosses my mind. Though that thought...lingers...more than it probably should.”

[notababey]

These are a few pics/gifs that I had hiding in a folder of things that made me think of Gabe. xD I thought I’d share them~

[notababey]

“this is NOT happening”

The first thing that Gabe noticed was the height difference. While Gabe was nowhere near the tallest of the angels (that honor belonged to Raphael), he was used to having /some/ height, and this…was…well, it felt wrong. Things seemed taller than they used to be, and Gabe couldn’t put his finger on it until he sneezed. When he went to rub at his nose, he realized that his skin was a much paler hue…and that he had a piercing where one had not been before. He scrambled for the nearest reflective surface, and gaped at what he saw.“Ooooh no. Nononononononono…!” Gabriel…had turned into Uriel. Physically, at least. And the voice sounded all wrong from Gabe’s actual voice.

With one swift motion, Gabe turned on his heel and raced to find himself…er, Uriel, figuring that he had Gabe’s own form.

[notababey]

voice-of-the-lord:

“Of course we need to fix this!” Uriel shook his- er, Gabe’s- no, his head. “As funny as it would be if it was someone else, it’s not funny right now!” He groaned. He wanted to just tug at his hair, but it was Gabe’s hair. That was the other thing. This hair was longer than he was used to!!

“No, it’s not funny. And really, I have no idea how to fix this.” Gabriel told Uriel. “Perhaps we should go find Raphael, or...” Gabe stopped short. He was currently Uriel, which meant that if Michael came looking for /him/, he would find not-Gabe instead...and Uriel (inside of Gabe’s body) would have to deal with the pissy archangel brother of theirs. “...If Michael comes looking for /me/, guess who will be the one who gets to deal with him, Uriel?”

Gabe knew he was a terrible person for thinking that would be so funny.

[notababey]

❝ You say that so often, I wonder what your basis for comparison is? ❞

“You try running errands, spying on Lucifer discreetly, doing paperwork, and filing reports for Michael sometime. Perhaps then you’ll know of what I speak.”

[voice-of-the-lord]

❝ Your eyes can be so cruel. ❞

“Good to know I pull off the soldier look well. Thank you for noticing.”

[notababey]

“You’re quite the soldier.” Gabe chuckled. “But you’re not fooling me. I know that you enjoy causing mischief sometimes. You really know how to brighten up a room, Uriel.”

[voice-of-the-lord]

“Well, I try.” He chuckled. It was nice to talk to Gabe every once in a while. “Even soldiers like us need to have fun where we can find it, right? Gabey baby?” Teasing. Always joking.

[notababey]

“If I can find time when I’m not working, I do enjoy trying to unwind a bit.” Gabe nodded. “Perhaps not in the same method as you, but yes, it’s good to have fun every now and then. It keeps things from getting tedious.”

[notababey]

“this is NOT happening”

The first thing that Gabe noticed was the height difference. While Gabe was nowhere near the tallest of the angels (that honor belonged to Raphael), he was used to having /some/ height, and this…was…well, it felt wrong. Things seemed taller than they used to be, and Gabe couldn’t put his finger on it until he sneezed. When he went to rub at his nose, he realized that his skin was a much paler hue…and that he had a piercing where one had not been before. He scrambled for the nearest reflective surface, and gaped at what he saw.“Ooooh no. Nononononononono…!” Gabriel…had turned into Uriel. Physically, at least. And the voice sounded all wrong from Gabe’s actual voice.

With one swift motion, Gabe turned on his heel and raced to find himself…er, Uriel, figuring that he had Gabe’s own form.

[voice-of-the-lord]

“What is even happening?!” First off, he was taller, not that that was a bad thing. The height was nice for once. But still, he was staring down at himself! Was this what it was like? Was this how everyone saw him?! He was- Wait, checking himself over, he realized… He..was Gabriel.

[notababey]

“So...” Gabriel looked up at himself-er, Uriel, and seemed rather unimpressed with this situation; in fact, Gabe-as-Uriel even looked irritated. The messenger bird of angels tended to do his best to keep calm, as his job was always going to be stressful (when was dealing with Michael ever NOT majorly stress-inducing?), and getting upset would not solve anything.

“I have no idea how this happened, but we are going to need to fix this. Soon.” Gabriel told Uriel. “Michael will have reports for me to file and paperwork for me to do and I can’t work like this! I can’t be you and do my job at the same time!” He paused, and let out a suffering sigh. “...not to mention that /everyone/ will believe this to be a prank, despite my...reluctance...to participate with any past pranks you’ve pulled.”

[notababey]

“this is NOT happening”

The first thing that Gabe noticed was the height difference. While Gabe was nowhere near the tallest of the angels (that honor belonged to Raphael), he was used to having /some/ height, and this...was...well, it felt wrong. Things seemed taller than they used to be, and Gabe couldn’t put his finger on it until he sneezed. When he went to rub at his nose, he realized that his skin was a much paler hue...and that he had a piercing where one had not been before. He scrambled for the nearest reflective surface, and gaped at what he saw.“Ooooh no. Nononononononono...!” Gabriel...had turned into Uriel. Physically, at least. And the voice sounded all wrong from Gabe’s actual voice.

With one swift motion, Gabe turned on his heel and raced to find himself...er, Uriel, figuring that he had Gabe’s own form.