#crowndinglory

[ordinariums]

@crowndinglory continued from here

oh, he very much doubts that. michael may not like this, but being dragged here with no warning? to come face to face with michael, of all people? sorry. no. lucifer wins, at least based on inconvenience. he approaches the table, hands pressing on either side of the blade - but he doesn't look down at it. his eyes just rest on michael's. "you brought me all the way here for a blade? what's wrong with you?"

[stupidiinspades]

" is it a cardinal sin to say the Almighty landed a gorgeous bird-? "

[trickheaven]

@crowndinglory Mary said: "I see our your visits are becoming a weekly ritual."

                           GABRIEL LOOKS SHEEPISH ALL OF A SUDDEN. Not a common expression for him. He feels like she just caught him with his hands in the cookie jar. Is it really that obvious? He thought if he popped in once a week on random days, she wouldn't notice. Honestly, he'd like to see her more often than that, but then this might attract attention from some higher-ups (like Mikey), and if Gabriel doesn't need one thing, then it's the archangel Michael on his ass. "I just want to ensure you're feeling alright. Your body is growing a new life, after all," he says and then almost belatedly adds: "A most special life."

[trickheaven]

Mary places a gift bag on the table in front of Gabriel. It's neatly wrapped, with blue ribbon tying it closed. Inside there are three gifts, one is a knitted sweater - It's a little wonky looking and some of the edges aren't finished properly but she's tried her best to make it look nice. The next is a plate of cookies and cupcakes, baked fresh this morning and loaded with various types of candy. And the third is a notebook which she's filled with memories of the two of them from their many encounters over her past and present lifetime. She has printed photos to stick in the journal, along with some observations about Gabriel and the things he likes. She has also tried to draw some of the memories she couldn't get photos of, including a slightly scribbly drawing of the nativity scene. At the end of the journal she has signed it with 'Thank you for being my favourite angel x' -From @crowndinglory

                           CHRISTMAS IS AMAZING BECAUSE a) tons of candy and cookies everywhere, and b) Gabriel plays an essential role because hello-ho, who announced the birth of baby Jesus? That's right, he did! Anyway, he wasn't entirely sure if he should get Mary a gift since the whole holiday is centered around her kid, and it's a little ridiculous what humans turned this into (there was no decorated fir tree in the stable, for example, and Coca Cola's invention of Santa Claus is actually a marketing miracle), but when she whips out a gift bag, he's glad he did think of something.

                           Even if her present makes him rethink his own idea because his gift is boring and lame, and hers is just... well. It makes Gabriel a little misty-eyed, to be quite truthful, and not a lot of humans (or angels) can claim to have ever achieved this. He swallows around a lump in his throat. "That's –– yeah. Thank you, Mary." Then Gabriel quickly shoves an entire cupcake into his mouth to stop himself from saying anything embarrassing before he pushes a red box into Mary's lap without looking at her.

                           To think he only got her Loukoumades... He remembered when he went back in time for a pregnant Mary because she was craving the sweet treats she had eaten as a little girl, but the Greek merchant who had sold them was nowhere to be found in the present time. Even as powerful as Gabriel is as an archangel, he can't travel back in time 2,000 years, but he ate his way through three-fourths of Greece until he found an old grandma, who made Loukoumades that tasted exactly like the ones Mary shared with him. "And I thought we could spend New Year's Eve in Italy?"

[audaciiaearch]

yeah, you've changed, but did i ever know you? { for michael from gabriel @crowndinglory }

Michael didn't expect to run into Gabriel again after falling. In fact, they took special care to make sure that they didn't see anyone again afterwards. It's too embarrassing, too shameful, too full of all the things that they've always been scared to admit about themselves. No wonder they look so startled when they see him, like a feral cat that's been cornered.

They swallow hard, shaking their head, letting out something of a laugh. "Hard to say," they mutter, pulling their coat tighter around themselves. They look, well, utterly miserable. It's out of sheer stubbornness and an unwillingness to take the final plunge that they haven't gone down to Hell yet. They know Lucifer will wait for however long it takes, but how long will that be? "I closed myself off to everyone, but I have learned that that only does so much good after a while."

They sniff, uncomfortably leaning against the nearby wall. Their shoulders ache. The pain is unfamiliar. "I am sorry you have to see me like this. You ought to pretend you did not."

[audaciiaearch]

cook . present my muse with home - cooked food . {judas @crowndinglory for Marcus}

Loud & deafening silence || Accepting

To say that Marcus is surprised to be invited to someone's home for...what do they call it? Shabbat? is an understatement. He is Roman, and Judas is already aware that he's a high ranking official (though that slipping was an accident that Marcus didn't foresee). Hell, he's not even Jewish and doesn't really understand Jewish customs, yet here he is, feeling rather out of place.

Still, he won't say no to a chance at trying to understand the customs here. It's the least he can do, he thinks.

When the door opens, Marcus smiles and dips his head. "What is it you say? Shabbat shalom? I hope I'm not intruding, even though you invited me. If the food I'm smelling tastes half as good, I'll be pleased." He smirks playfully, patting Judas on the shoulder as he steps inside. "You did not have to ask me to come. I don't want to make anyone uncomfortable."

[ordinariums]

@crowndinglory asked: i've dealt with enough pain over the years. { for lucifer from michael @crowndinglory }

"STOP PUTTING YOURSELF INTO DANGER!" PROMPTS

"oh, i'm sure you have." he doesn't acknowledge the sarcasm in his own tone, as his hand reaches to take michael's arm. what had happened here? - the question is answered by the shadows that disappear out of sight as soon as lucifer looks over. and the feeling he gets - an all too familiar one.

eyes close, and he takes a moment to compose, before allowing his hand to slide off of michael's. "show yourselves. now." he leaves his brother behind as he moves. there's a gap, a pause - before the command is followed. but it is followed. all of them reveal themselves, over the next few moments.

.. there are too many here. it's time to see if his influence still holds.

"you have one chance to return to hell and vow to follow its current ruler. if you don't, then i will deal with you. and i will not be as pleasant as mephistopheles." there is caution there. whispers. but with one more step by lucifer, they all seem to understand the gravity of the threat, and begin leaving. it takes almost every ounce of self control for him not to target the last few stragglers - before he finally turns back to michael.

"-sit down. you look terrible."

[trickheaven]

@crowndinglory ;; random twitter prompts (still accepting) Mary said: "Babe are you okay? You haven't said "that's that me espresso" once today..."

                            LISTEN, HE'S ONLY HUMAN (FIGURE OF SPEECH). Even he isn't immune to catchy little songs, to earworms crawling into your brain and building a house there. And that song? Has taken over his fucking life. "Listen," Gabriel says long-sufferingly, "I love me a good expression. And that? That's one creative metaphor. Even if I don't like espresso. Or anything too coffee." Too bitter for his sugary taste buds. "Wait." He looks up, eyes wide. "Babe?"