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@razielxhid
☎📱✔️🎼👋⭐️(For Ruby)
for your muse’s info in my muses phone (name, ringtone, picture, last text received/sent)...
Name: Red
Ringtone: Raz definitely doesn’t know how to change his ringtone.
Picture:
[txt >> Red]: I’m not going to fight with you over text. I don’t want to do that anymore. I want to see you when you yell at me. And I want to kiss you because I’m already sorry. I’m coming over.
@theoneandonlyruby
😙 - Lucifer xD
for my muse’s reaction to yours being super affectionate...
Raz was just minding his own damn business when Lucifer got up from his desk and began to approach a reading Raz.
“...I am literally just sitting here, what did I do now?”
He wasn’t expecting the gentle squeeze of his shoulder. His eyes flickered up from the pages to find Lucifer’s face. Raziel didn’t know what the look they shared was... Maybe one of deep understanding? Or even: I’m glad you’re back.
“...O...Ok, alright, alright. Stop hovering, Lu. You’re freaking me out.”
Still, when Lucifer exited, Raz couldn’t help a small smile. Just a little one. Maybe touch every now and then wasn’t so bad after all.
@lucifer-thedarkangel
razielxhid:
This was all… so… new for Raz.
When you simplified things down to a human level understanding the best friend of the girl he was seeing didn’t like him. Probably hated him. And you know, that was fair. There were surely whole tv dramas about that, right? And Raz knew Ruby was upset. They had fought more viciously over text than they had since they made up.
Maybe it hadn’t been that long, fine. But that didn’t mean Raz liked that they reverted. In fact, he hated it.
This was important.
So he exhaled through his nose, leaning against the closed door of her bathroom.
“Ruby… Can I come in?” A pause. He could feel her stewing inside, he wouldn’t be surprised of the bath water was literally boiling, “I’m not here to fight with you. I want to apologize.” Try to at least. He waited for a response, “I’ll do it from out here if you want.”
@theoneandonlyruby
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She thought the bath might calm her down because she was practically shaking with anger. She doubled down against her own friend to prevent from outing her relationship in public and he went and made everything she did pointless. So yeah, Ruby was pissed but even as she lay there glaring a hole in the wall opposite her chest ached.
It ached because the bubble had burst so soon.
It ached because she and Raziel were fighting already.
It ached because of the look Ori had given her before walking away.
Ruby looked over at the door as she heard him. He could be in here in a moment if he wanted to so the fact he had allowed the door to be between them was something to consider. She didn’t consider it much though and to try and vent some frustration threw the soap at the door.
“I refused outright to confirm anything Ori was saying because I wanted to protect you! I was vague and dismissive so I didn’t have to risk us. Regardless of the fact she crossed a line trying to force me to out us, you made everything worthless by CONFIRMING what she thought she knew!” She shouted before turning to settle her back against the tub, water sloshing at her sharp movement.
“Am I the only one who has to deal with the negative consequences of this? I just breathe and the whole fucking town suddenly knows my business despite not giving two shits before. For fucks sake come in so I can at least shout at you to your face.”
He winced at the smack of soap against the door, then leaned his forehead against its wood. A gentle exhale escaped from between his lips.
“I wasn’t expecting an altercation, Ruby. I didn’t go looking to fight with her. I was looking for you and then... things spiraled.” That was another thing they’d have to discuss: just how Raz got there in the first place. “The whole town doesn’t know. As of right now the three of us are the only ones who know specifics. She’s your friend, Ruby. She was... looking out for you.” Still didn’t make Raz like Ori anymore but he knew if all came from a place of care. He didn’t know how much Ruby had told Ori about their past. Regardless, it wasn’t a pretty one. Ori’s reaction to him was fair. Ish... — It was understandable. Raz ~got it.~
Hand on the doorknob he tried for a gentle tease, “Are you armed?” But didn’t wait for a response before entering. “I’m sorry. I should have walked away. I don’t want you to have to deal with ‘negative consequences’ at all much less alone.” Picking up the soap and daring to approach, “I was disorientated. When I first ran into her I didn’t even stop to think about who she was. — It’s not an excuse.” Handing the now pristine, like new bar of soap back to her. “I’m just trying to explain what happened.”
He hesitated, then reached out a hand to brush the hair away from her face.
“What was it that you needed from me anyway?”
This was all... so... new for Raz.
When you simplified things down to a human level understanding the best friend of the girl he was seeing didn’t like him. Probably hated him. And you know, that was fair. There were surely whole tv dramas about that, right? And Raz knew Ruby was upset. They had fought more viciously over text than they had since they made up.
Maybe it hadn’t been that long, fine. But that didn’t mean Raz liked that they reverted. In fact, he hated it.
This was important.
So he exhaled through his nose, leaning against the closed door of her bathroom.
“Ruby... Can I come in?” A pause. He could feel her stewing inside, he wouldn’t be surprised of the bath water was literally boiling, “I’m not here to fight with you. I want to apologize.” Try to at least. He waited for a response, “I’ll do it from out here if you want.”
@theoneandonlyruby
razielxhid:
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He held up his hands in defense, “That’s right. I forgot you had gotten married. I’m sorry.” Raz thought he was being more than reasonable, he already had everyone and their mother’s information jammed up in his head, excuse him for forgetting one demon’s husband. And though he now knew Ori to be a friend of Ruby’s (which held weight) he couldn’t help the roll of his eyes when she continued, “Well, Mrs. Velnias-Arkwright, you dislike me. I figured you’d be happy to end this conversation.” A quirked brow, “Or did you want me to wait for you to dismiss me?”
Everything was going as well as Raz expected; He wasn’t naive enough to think Ori would enjoy his presence. But when she touched him – grabbed him – that changed things. Raz stiffened at the thought of a hug from someone he knew. The only person he let touch him whenever she wanted was blocks away.
This is Ruby’s friend. This is Ruby’s friend.
“Ohhh.” he exhaled, eyes still fixed on her hand, “You really don’t want to do that.”
This one demon was also the best friend of the woman he was seeing. So yes, Ori expected better from him. “Regardless of my feelings towards you, Ruby is still fond of you and so we have things to discuss. Unless you want to turn tail and run like a coward, then by all means, I won’t stop you.”
She cocked a brow at the other. “Or else what?” she challenged him.
Enough.
When he finally looked up at her his eyes were a piercing blue. One by one he willed her fingers to unfurl from his arm, her hand up to one side as if she was making a vow. For both of their sakes, they needed distance between them, skidding her back a few paces and cementing her red bottoms to the concrete. And there, like a statue, she would stay.
“Let me make something very clear, Mrs. Velnias-Arkwright. You don’t have to like me. I don’t expect you to like me. You could want my head delivered to you on a platter...” A slow shake of his head, “But you don’t get to touch me. I don’t like it. It’s one of my things.”
He exhaled through his nose, “So I’m going to let you go now. And you can say your piece. And then? It’d probably be best, if I went one way and you went the other.” With an exhale the glow of his eyes faded and Ori could move around as she pleased, “What is it that you want to tell me?”
orivelnias-arkwright:
Ori’s eyes narrowed into sharp daggers. “Mrs. Velnias-Arkwright,” she seethed icily. As Raziel turned to his phone it only deepened the demoness’ scowl. “You know, it’s quite rude to busy yourself with technology in the company of others. An angel should know better.”
Her free hand darted out to grip his arm tightly. “Not so fast angel. We need to talk.”
///
He held up his hands in defense, “That’s right. I forgot you had gotten married. I’m sorry.” Raz thought he was being more than reasonable, he already had everyone and their mother’s information jammed up in his head, excuse him for forgetting one demon’s husband. And though he now knew Ori to be a friend of Ruby’s (which held weight) he couldn’t help the roll of his eyes when she continued, “Well, Mrs. Velnias-Arkwright, you dislike me. I figured you’d be happy to end this conversation.” A quirked brow, “Or did you want me to wait for you to dismiss me?”
Everything was going as well as Raz expected; He wasn’t naive enough to think Ori would enjoy his presence. But when she touched him -- grabbed him -- that changed things. Raz stiffened at the thought of a hug from someone he knew. The only person he let touch him whenever she wanted was blocks away.
This is Ruby’s friend. This is Ruby’s friend.
“Ohhh.” he exhaled, eyes still fixed on her hand, “You really don’t want to do that.”
razielxhid:
@michaeltheglorious
Oh, he knew Michael would come looking for him eventually. At least he had found some form of common ground with Mal and Lucifer (and was in the midst of exploring his relationship with Ruby whenever and however she wanted) as well as spoke with Michele so, like, Raziel was a step closer to gucci for the first time since he got to Wildemount.
“Michael.” He called, “I hear you were looking for me. Not that you couldn’t have easily found me yourself but forget about it! Always happy to come to you.” Was he particularly happy about interrupting his day for this? No. But playing nice enough with good ol’ Mike was important, “Make anyone cry today?”
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Michael turned slowly, taking his eyes off of the shop front he’d been inspecting. “Well last time I appeared unannounced you complained. So I figured I’d try the mortal way. It’s ineffective and very slow.” He slipped his hands into his pockets. “Still, you’re here so I suppose I’ve gotten somewhere.”
He walked to meet Raziel half way. “You and your little jokes. Are you aware you have a grown cambion walking around this town?” He asked, getting straight to the point. “I assume that’s under investigation. Clearly this place is quickly becoming a cesspool. The stench of demon is everywhere. I can sense my brother. No doubt he’s had a hand to play in making this place such a den of sin. I spoke with Malachi. I don’t like seeing one of my best so far fallen. I had high hopes for him but now he’s resigned himself to… indulgence. I assume you’ve been formulating a game plan to fix things here. Do I need to bring in reinforcements?”
Man, and people thought Raz was a robot. The soldiers of Heaven were always so... mechanical. You could almost hear Michael screech and buzz when he turned.
“That’s fair. — Please don’t patronize me, Michael. It’s been a long day.” He’d just gotten yelled at by MRS. VELNIAS-ARKWRIGHT and would be happy to not talk to anyone for the rest of the day. But alas, such is life.
As far as the cambion was concerned there was another one. Much smaller but much less stable. Raz was more worried about her, even under Lucifer’s supervision, “She hasn’t done anything to warrant interference. In fact, she’s only just learned what she is. There are far better uses of our time.” He made sure to keep his face in check and choose his words specifically. “There’s a lot you don’t know about this town Michael. But, yes, I’m working on getting things in order. I’m assuming you’ve met Michele?” Waving a dismissive hand at the mention of reinforcements, “You’re always too eager to bring out the troops. We have no way to get into Heaven at the moment. That should be our priority.”
He couldn’t explain why, but his bond with Ruby had gotten undoubtedly stronger since they slept together. This wasn’t just some romanticized bullshit about sex. This was a pull. Like he was tethered to her in a way he had never felt connected to anyone else before. It was just something to note until today — nothing too unusual until he was dragged through time and space.
He had been waking to the Univeristy, expecting to see the campus when he turn the corner, instead running right into a stranger on the complete other side of town.
“I’m...” glancing at their surroundings in genuine confusion. Had he teleported here? “—I’m sorry. Let me buy you another coffee. Please.” He was so discombobulated that he almost hadn’t noticed he knocked the coffee out of her hand, “I guess I wasn’t... looking where I was going...”
Ruby had been here. He could feel her.
“...Random question: has a woman about this tall been this way?” He asked, holding up a hand to demonstrate her height, his free hand holding a handkerchief out to the stranger, “Wavy brown hair, she has a scar over her eyebrow...” Beautiful brown skin, deep eyes he could go on.. then realized he probably sounded as crazy as he looked lost. So he shook his head, “— Never mind. It’s been a long couple of weeks. Forgive me.”
@orivelnias-arkwright
orivelnias-arkwright:
Ori pursed her lips, about to tell this angel where exactly he could shove that coffee when something clicked. She was all too familiar with that look of being absolutely smitten. “You just missed her,” she stated simply. This was the guy Ruby was involved with? Really? “Next time you should just try calling,” she said with a bite.
///
Her tone focused him.
“Well, Ms. Velnias, it’s clear you already know who I am. And I already know you. So, there’s no need for introduction.”
In an instance gone was the dropped coffee and any stain that may have splattered onto her shoes. In her hand now, a cup of whatever she had been drinking.
“New coffee.” Stepping aside now he pulled out his phone.
[txt >> Red]: Did you need me for something?
[txt >> Red]: Met your friend.
He figured the conversation was over. “Have a good one.”
nctgold:
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Mal took a deep breath and closed his eyes for a moment while Raziel spoke and got ready to leave but something he said made him open his eyes. “That’s it.” He snapped his fingers. “A martyr.” He repeated then pondered for a second.
“For what it’s worth, I am glad that you’re starting to see how terrible our home was.” Malachi told him. “All that pain and suffering I went through, I cannot let it go. I just need some time before we do anything.” He told him. “Because you’re right, I do have a life now, one that’s been hard fought for for the last two years, I have loved and lost so many times, I can’t just throw it away. What happens if we get stuck up there? For example, then what?” Malachi shrugged at the Lucifer thing.
“I’m going to try, we have a complicated history as you know, we were friends once upon a time and I betrayed him, I can’t take that back.”
///
Raz was about a millisecond from taking his leave before Mal’s epiphany.
“...What about it?”
Seeing that this was going to be a longer conversation than he intended off disappeared his shoes only to reappear on the shoe rack once more. He leaned against the wall entering into the kitchen, arms crossed.
“The home wasn’t terrible. The people in it were. For mortals? Heaven has provided a final, peaceful resting place. People still deserve to have that.” He ran a hand over his chin, “Everything important happened behind closed doors away from the public.” Which was one of the first things that needed to change: the transparency. Once more, he thought of Ruby. “...I understand.”
A shrug, “No, you can’t. I betrayed him too, Malachi. We worked it out. Not that things are perfect between us, that’s going to take time to heal. But at the end of the day? He’s still my dear friend. There’s a certain level of affection he still holds for me and perhaps you...” If it weren’t for Lucifer Raz would still be a self destructive wreck, honestly. Lucifer didn’t need to care enough to knock some fucking sense into the seraph; He could have let Raziel spiral, easily, but he didn’t. “Not that he’d ever admit that.”
lucifer-thedarkangel:
Lucifer gave a small shrug. “It would, but it does not make our plans improbable. I’m fallen Raziel. Malachi is as well, if you still want to enlist his help. If anything it may give you yet another reason to fight.”
He sighed. “It’s okay to be a little selfish Raziel. You have more than earned it.”
///
“Earned...”
He was quiet for a moment.
“...You know Heaven is my home, Lu. You know that. But it’s not just the consequences that affect me personally that I’m worried about. What about my Shadow hunters? If I fall how would I ever be able to enforce the reform Heaven so desperately needs? Who else is going to do that? You? Malachi?”
Speaking of Malachi...
“I spoke with him the other day, actually. He had some... Ideas.”
@theoneandonlyruby
theoneandonlyruby:
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Burn... An apt description. Ruby’s fingers might as well have left marks trailing over Raz’s skin. If she’d never felt anything like this before he absolutely hadn’t either. And he didn’t have to question if he was nervous or not, it was just fact. But there was something cosmic about being there with her, like their bodies fit too well against each other. Unlike what he had thought, he felt no guilt, he felt no shame. This felt right.
A sharp inhale as her hands ran down his chest.
He was balancing apprehension and an undeniable need and allowing the latter beat the other into submission. How she managed to look so pretty and sexy and powerful on her goddamn back, without doing anything was a fucking art. It was hot. Ruby had always been hot. But Raz had never allowed himself to be turned on by her until now. (Not that it didn’t happen before. He’d admit that.) In retrospect this was a long time coming. Now, knowing he was growing hard against the fabric of his boxers it seemed impossible that he hadn’t caved years ago.
Her underwear came off easily, getting tossed with the other discarded clothing. When he kissed against her thigh it was gentle, thoughtful even, “Honestly Ruby...” the fingers of one hand traced figure 8′s against her hip, slipping his free hand between her legs -- first -- then his face. His nose brushed against her navel. Was he teasing her? Maybe a little. “Do your worst.” Even though it was a fair assumption that Raz had never eaten anyone out before, he was going to try his best to do the same. And as a type A personality he intended to use his tongue like he meant it.
//sometimes Raz just stares off into the distance and worries @voxmichele
@michaeltheglorious
Oh, he knew Michael would come looking for him eventually. At least he had found some form of common ground with Mal and Lucifer (and was in the midst of exploring his relationship with Ruby whenever and however she wanted) as well as spoke with Michele so, like, Raziel was a step closer to gucci for the first time since he got to Wildemount.
“Michael.” He called, “I hear you were looking for me. Not that you couldn’t have easily found me yourself but forget about it! Always happy to come to you.” Was he particularly happy about interrupting his day for this? No. But playing nice enough with good ol’ Mike was important, “Make anyone cry today?”
keziahahmad:
Keziah leaned against the door frame and scowled at the man in front of her. It still amazed her how Raziel could show up when she least wanted him to. Sometimes, she wondered if he could sense when she was about to do something stupid.
“Raz,” She greeted him in a flat tone. “Dad’s out, and no, I’m not up to no good. Believe it or not, I do behave from time to time.” She cleared her throat. “So, uh, are you gonna leave or do you want to come inside?”
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Raz glanced at his watch, “Well do you know when he might be back? Or am I interrupting some father-daughter bonding time..?” A pause, he was curious now about what Wrath knew or not. He’d heard nothing about the woman so far, maybe she was, in fact, behaving, “I’m actually surprised to see you here. Seems odd that the first time I’d run into you in Wildemount would be at Lucifer’s. You been keeping a low profile for some reason?”
ALL AMERICAN 3.04
// ft. @theoneandonlyruby and @orivelnias-arkwright
razielxhid:
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“You’ve forgotten about how our first run in in Wildemount went already, have you?” But there was no malice behind his tone. Maybe that was ~character growth…~ how he could look back on Mal slamming him up against a brick wall a with a hint of nostalgia. “I don’t blame you.”
He followed Malachi to the kitchen, leaning against the wall, “Things haven’t been easy on you either, I understand that.” A pause, gentle exhale escaping from between his lips, “I’m not trying to be a nag. I just know she views us differently.” He pressed a hand to his chest, short laugh falling from his lips, “She calls me coach. our relationship is a bit more academic, for lack of better term. You’re her friend. Not just a mentor. – No, thank you.”
Meeting then holding Malachi’s gaze at the question, one shoulder lifted into a half shrug, “Our relationship was built on the foundation of me chasing after you and for what? Loving someone? Wanting more? Those are pretty bullshit reasons to punish someone.” He ran a hand over the side of his face, “…I won’t go into detail but, uh… I realized recently that we aren’t as different as I thought we were. And that I’ve hurt a lot of people – you, the one person I care about, shit, myself, even. I’m going to have to stop compartmentalizing and actually work through that self harm eventually…” Today was not that day, “I didn’t deserve what happened to me, fine, but you didn’t deserve what I did to you either. What we did up there was suffocate people and then get angry when they looked for air. Like hands around your neck were meant to be a blessing. It’s frankly embarrassing how long it took me to realize how wrong I was. I’m sorry it took me this long. I’m sorry it took remembering that something happened to me to realize that how wrong this was instead of just… Trusting you. I should have just listened.” He cleared his throat, “Like I said. I’m not going to stand here and expect you to accept this. I’m not entitled anyone’s forgiveness. But you had to know before we embark on… Whatever this mission to take Heaven back is together. And that I mean it sincerely, despite our differences. That’s all.”
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Malachi shrugged. “You are the angel who took my memories from me, Raziel, what were you expecting? A hug, a kiss and a handshake?” He gave him a look, he wasn’t quite ready to forgive him for that.
He put the cup away and just made himself a cup of coffee instead as Raziel spoke of Michele, he sighed softly. “I know, as I said, I will invite her over and talk about things. I’m not avoiding it, you know? I’m trying my best because I didn’t ask for any of this.” Mal put his cup down a bit too hard on the counter.
“Yes it is because you followed orders blindly without pausing to think hey maybe it fucks him up. Because of you, I have no idea who I am!” He pointed at himself with an heavy sigh. “I’ve had to put my life back together since coming down here, I have no idea what I did before now because it’s all one giant blank. Do you know how that feels, Raziel? Not knowing who you are besides some soldier who runs on automatic?” he shook his head a little.
“I can’t forgive you, Raziel. As for this mission, I can’t do anything right now.” He took a step back. “What am I supposed to do? Shout at them from down here? It’s not going to work. I need to take a step back and put the brake on this plan while I figure myself out.” plus, leaving peyton down here wasn’t something he was overly fond of thinking about.
The look on Raz’s face was incredulous at the prospect of demanding anything from Malachi. But he didn’t interrupt, shaking his head when Mal did.
“That’s fine, Malachi. I don’t need — I don’t want anything like that from you. This doesn’t exonerate me. I don’t want a cookie. I’m going to leave and I’ll go ahead and assume we’ll both still feel pretty shitty.” a shrug, “Look. I don’t expect us to be the best of friends — ever — but I owed you an apology regardless. What you do with it is up to you.”
That out of the way... on to much, much bigger topics.
“Well, obviously we aren’t going to send you on some suicide mission alone. For this to work we have to do this together.” His brow furrowed, examining the fallen angel’s face for a moment, “You need time. I understand that. What I don’t know is how much time we have. I’m just trying to be realistic here.” He snapped his fingers to summon his shoes back onto his feet, preparing to leave, “We don’t have a lot of options. But I’m not going to force you to martyr yourself, Malachi, you have... A life.” Raziel knew that, he knew about Peyton and Edgar and Gravi and all the other beings Malachi surrounded himself with.
He thought of Ruby. Then thought of how bad things would be if Michael, for example, managed to reinstate the veils and Heaven as they were prior.
“I know you and Lucifer aren’t talking, if you want out let me know? And he and I will figure something out. Michele and keeping me updated. Those are my requests. Is that fair?”
