do you hear the angels sing?

jophiel. archangel. hope, art and beauty. lover, not fighter.

[ofheavenchoir]

ofdvths‌:

            “i’m well aware that you’re daddy’s favourite archangel sunshine.” azrael chuckled. he had a feeling that god’s favouritism towards jophiel was a bigger burden than people realised, their lack of interaction was a clear indicator of that. “wait, is that-” shit az frowned before pushing back off the counter and back towards the angel “my apologies sunshine, but it’s been ages since you’ve made a move on me. guess i forgot what it looked like.”

___ when azrael moved closer again, jophiel dropped his arms to his sides. "every move i made on you was lame. probably still is. i don't know exactly how to do it." he said sincerely. all he did was his job properly back in heaven and the only time he was on earth, it was very fast and extremely busy. he wasn’t like his brothers, he had no real knowledge of how to do that kind of thing, even if his natural language was love. the archangel bit his lip and slowly moved his hands to the other's chest - delicate, pale fingers going up to his shoulders. "but i think it's still clear how i feel about you. it hasn’t changed. even if i thought you were going to find another partner, more... available."

[ofcupidslove]

❥ @thephoenixstart​ ↠

Cupid smiled to herself as she walked through the city’s botanical garden. the garden reminded her so much of heaven before the war, back when it actually felt like home. in front of her stood a mirrored fountain that reflected the beauty of the flowers all around. above the fountain stood an incredible grid of electric purple and intense magenta orchids. the frame of the grid was made up of magenta, pink, and wildly patterned moth orchids. all around the exhibit was a complimentary pattern of foliage including begonias, strobilanthes, and the wonderful soft green texture of ferns that not only amplified but complimented the vivid colors of the orchids. 

she sighed contently as she sat down on a mossy wooden bench beside the water fountain and pulled out her sketch book. cupid began to draw the beauty all around her, humming a soft melody as she lost herself in world of flowers. it was several moments before she noticed someone had taken a seat beside her on the bench. “it’s a lovely exhibit, isn’t it?” she beamed as she looked up at the individual. 

[ofheavenchoir]

___ jophiel could admit that she missed her home, especially the flowers she took so much care of in eden. it was her place, her temple, and she missed being able to take refuge in the soft grass without anyone daring to bother. that botanical garden was the closest thing she had to that in the city. she had decided to live somewhere else, but the archangel also didn't want to be away from her brothers, so it was the only option. bad thing was, that she couldn't leave her wings free, unless it was late at night. seeing Cupid didn’t surprise her, knowing that they had many things in common. if anyone could enjoy the beauty in plants, it was her. "i was surprised to see such a beautiful place in the middle of this... gray city." said with a small smile, holding up between her arms and chest the artwork that the kids at school had done.

[ofheavenchoir]

ofdvths‌:

          azrael cocked his head to the side, smirking slightly “you telling me that you couldn’t even say hello? i doubt that he’d kick you out over some simple pleasantries.” the last time the big guy had kicked any, well multiple, archangels out it had taken a mass rebellion and az highly doubted that a little flirting would put jophiel on the outs with god. “isn’t he all about free will? that was the whole point of creating all this, letting mortals decide things for themselves… does that not apply to you?” az reached out, brushing his fingers over the male’s cheek before stepping back slightly to lean against a nearby counter “i’ll hold you to that.”

___ jophiel chuckled. "my relationship with my father was different from what the others had with him." so much for being the spoiled one, it had more negative things than believed. less freedom than the others, more heavy secrets than others... could easily continue. "anyway, now we're here, right?" the archangel smirked, crossing his arms without moving from his place. "you know, my brothers always tease me about the fact that i don't make a move on you. but when i do, it's you who pulls away, my dear."

[surfcits]

@thephoenixstart​

Asmodeus continued to drink his coffee, calmly, while the people around him made a MESS for different reasons; some were fighting over plates, others were asking for endless orders of coffee and the baristas had reached the point where they decided to hide in the back so as not to be physically attacked. All it had taken was to walk between the tables so that they would start behaving like savages. He had MISSED Earth, so much. “– It seems like a normal day in New York.” He said with a smile to the person who had approached the table where he was. The only spot that seemed safe in the entire place.

[ofheavenchoir]

___ jophiel was walking calmly towards the school where she was giving classes. only... the activity that she felt close to her wasn’t normal. some of the princes were nearby, but the only ones left were leviathan, lucifer, and belphegor - that didn't feel like any of them. when she arrived at the scene, it was easy for her to find asmodeus, who was obviously surrounded by food and chaos. "hell was boring?" she asked in a calm voice. the archangel had no problem with any of her brothers and time back, she liked spending time with asmodeus, it was always fun to be with him. "i don't want to interfere. can you bring this down a bit?"

[ofheavenchoir]

harbingering‌:

The shocked expression seems obvious, and while Raz might not be the best at showing his emotions, he was trying to remember how to allow himself to be open with others. His words can usually come off hostile, but if this is someone close to Azrael then he was making more of an effort with Jophiel than anyone else. “Yes.  I wouldn’t be surprised if my disappearance wasn’t talked about. We were close when the two of us were young.  I wanted to explore more of Earth, and didn’t listen to Azrael telling me not to go exploring on my own. I was taken and turned into something else. I’m not sure how they coped with it, but we have recently been reunited which is the only nice thing to happen to me since I was taken. I really missed Az.” What would Apocalypse think if he saw what his Horseman was turning into? His life has been all violence and rage for so long, but maybe it doesn’t have to be like that. “It sounds sweet, the way you met.  Why isn’t your father a fan?” It would seem that Raz has missed out on a lot. “I will admit that I don’t know what you mean by that other response though, but maybe it isn’t my place to pry.”

___ jophiel listened to the story that the other was telling him, paying real attention as in everything he did. well, it was something to relate to as well. he was an archangel, empathy was part of his being, but he really understood. "i was also separated from a few of my brothers." and they still were, despite being on the same plane now. "i'm glad you found azrael again. i bet they must be very happy to have you back." what made him think: were the princes happy to see them? probably not lucifer and beelzebub, but maybe belphegor and leviathan could be different. he had not seen them yet. but after hearing razael talk about being reunited with az, he planned to do it. though - at least azrael seemed to have a good relationship with their lost brother and that made him happy. "have you ever heard that god created a special being for each of his children?" jophiel tilted his head to the side. "that is azrael to me." 

[sethkate]

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[ofheavenchoir]

ofwarriors‌:

Michael simply shook his head as his brother teased him. “I dunno, Joph, you might just be able to pull off the fishnet look,” he deadpanned as he set down a few boxes of old spellbooks that needed to be filed away for safe keeping. “But I’d love to see this trick of yours. Maybe you should audition for full time magical assistant. You definitely dazzled at the gala,” he quipped. “Truth be told, I didn’t know much about this place until she summoned me here. Her father opened this place up so that he could collect and contain dangerous magical artifices. When he passed away, the task fell to her. Have you seen the archives room yet?” he asked. “There are a couple things in there that are right up your alley. Enchanted Lutes, Harpsicords, I think I even saw Pan’s Flute.”

___ "yes, i could. but it's not my style. they look great on her, though. right?" he smiled and put the sword where he had found it, always with extreme care. the history of the place and how zatanna had to take care of something from her father, sounded similar to what michael had to do when He decided to disappear. it was not the same level of responsibility, there was no comparison, but he assumed it was something they could share.  "one, two..." jophiel's wings hugged his entire body for a few seconds and then moved into their natural position, now revealing his female form. "boom. magic." she smiled. jophiel wasn't used to using that form much, but it was something that could be done quickly. "pan's flute? father told me that it was forgotten in a place where i should not go and then he didn’t want to tell me what had happened to it later. come on, show me. i promise not to steal it."

[ofheavenchoir]

harbingering‌:

“I’m Azrael’s brother.” Death doesn’t know how many people they told about what happened when they were younger. It was a different time, only caring about exploring in his youth. Oh what Raz would give for experiencing such innocent again just for one day. It was difficult though to enjoy spreading chaos while also rediscovering parts of himself again. This is truly a journey. “I have the time if you want to tell me a version of the story. I would like help finding them if you don’t mind? You two are close?”

___ one of the things that jophiel wanted to change about, was the fact that his expressions were very pure. if he was happy, it showed or if something surprised him, it was even worse. like now. "brother?" azrael had a brother? was that information he didn't have or was it a secret to everyone? to think that the angel of death, whom he loved, had a brother, was something that hadn’t crossed his mind before. "well, being one of the seven archangels, i met them... well, too long ago to count." jophiel smiled softly and led the way to the dinning room where he had last seen azrael. "it was the first and last time i was on earth. i had a specific mission from my father and azrael was there. i was quite confused with everything so they helped me. then we just kept... seeing each other, i guess. uh, my father was not a fan of them, it's complicated." he thought about the next question. were they close? could he say yes? a frown formed on his forehead. "something... something like that."

[scarletwinstons]

[ofheavenchoir]

harbingering‌:

After spending thousands of years fueled by an intense rage after being turned into a horseman of the apocalypse, Razael forgot what it’s like to feel anything else. He doesn’t like to admit that Warren influences him since they share a mind, but being reunited with his sibling has reminded him of a life that he MISSES. Does Razael deserve to miss having a life outside of what Apocalypse made him do? He makes a face, not angry, but hands returning to his side. “I suppose not, but I‘m still trying to RELEARN how not to use force all the time. I appreciate you telling me, I’ll go find them soon.” Death goes silent for a moment, but tries to smile. “My name is Razael. How do you know, Az?” He was the long lost brother, torn away from the family. What would have happened if both versions of Death hadn’t been separated? 

___ jophiel tilted his head to the side a bit, he could feel the different emotions running through the other's body. something told him that he wasn’t a difficult person, as the past performance made him believe. "pleasure to meet you, razael. my name is jophiel." if he knew azrael then there was the probability of the man knowing the name of the archangels. and if he knew them, then not much explanations were needed. "i met azrael a long time ago. it's... a pretty long story." jophiel gave him a smile. "shall I help you find them? it's not a problem. i actually have to give them something they lost."

[serpinathea]

[wingedhoney]

some angels are elegant and graceful in their every move. some angels radiate divinity and have a hum of heaven beneath their every word.

some angels are clumsy and dreamy. some angels appear soft and offer a gaze kinder than youve ever seen. 

[odonianpoet]

♡ here’s a little garden ♡

to make your day better

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[ofheavenchoir]

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___ jophiel very carefully touched one of the swords zatanna had in the store. it belonged to one of his seraphim, probably lost in one of the rare times his legion was part of wars. he missed his, but had no reason to make it appear. "sorry. i'm not a magician with fishnets on my legs if that’s what you were looking for. but i can do a trick." he said as he made his wings disappear, smiling at his older brother when he entered the place. the store was a safe place, there he could walk with them freely. "did you know about this place, before coming to new york? i mean, there are too many things i recognize."

[ofheavenchoir]

ofdvths‌:

          az smiled down at the angel “i’m glad you like them sunshine. the big guy really outdid himself with the plants down here.” he crossed his arms over his chest, leaning against the counter behind him “what do you expect? it’s been how long since you’ve spoken to me? i could never forget those eyes of yours though.” he raised a brow as jophiel stepped up to him, not expecting him to be so forward. az straightened up, and moved in front of the shorter angel “what would it take for me to get a private concert?”

___ jophiel nodded and smiled a little at the flowers. they were one of the best creations of his father, he had always thought that. "well, it wasn't because i wanted to. you know the rules changed only when he left and michael had to step in." he said with a bit of pity, licking his lips. "i couldn't... didn't want to, go against what my father wanted." even if that meant sacrificing his own happiness. but it was part of his position in heaven, it was part of being god's direct messenger. or as many saw it: the spoiled one. "private concert?" the archangel raised an eyebrow, not moving away from the other. "for you? anytime."

[littlelarajean]

I actually would like to wear flowers and leaves in my hair every single day if that’s okay

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