#cruelgcd

[dusttcdusk]

     ‘ how quick you are to forget. Your hands were not the only ones to help shape creation. and Yours are not the one charged with shepherding their souls. ’ he’s beyond the point of anger. at this point he’s just exhausted. the battle was pointless; he knew that. his words are bitter but he knows they won’t make a damn bit of difference. chuck would do what he wanted, destroy countless lives without purpose. 

      ‘ it won’t satisfy you. even if you wiped the slate clean, you’d still be left with that same rage. the only difference will be that you’d have no one left to take it out on. ’ 

[pcdrenuestro]

Tomas took a deep breath and closed his eyes, both palms meeting each other. He guided his mind into a relaxing state, a spiritual gate where he often went.

"I wanted to apologize Lord, even tho you are merciful and understanding. I've left aside my prayers but you have not stopped taking care of me and guiding me through my job and the challenges of every day. I am very grateful for the people that come to the chapel, all of them. Thank you for those who come often, for those who just came once, for those who are new, the ones that have years coming. Thank you for the humble ones, the ones that need to reflect on their action, the difficult ones, the spiritual ones, the non believers, the troubled ones, the sad people. Thank you for those who come here in peace and those who come with something to prove.

Thank you for Marcus, take care of him wherever he is. Thank you for my sister and nephew, I trust that you have them under your wing and your light.

Thank you for your amazing power and work in our lives, thank you for your goodness and for your blessings over us. Thank you that you are able to bring hope through even the toughest of times, strengthening us for your purposes. Thank you for your great love and care. Thank you for your mercy and grace. Thank you that you are always with us and will never leave us. Thank you for your incredible sacrifice so that we might have freedom and life. Help me to set my eyes and my hearts on you. Renew my spirits, fill us with your peace and joy.

In Jesus' name...

Amen.”

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[fertilitasetmortem]

@cruelgcd​

two drinks in hand, astaroth placed one down on the side table by his guest, taking the other with him as he sat in the chair across from him. the prince adjusted himself, avoiding the almighty’s gaze before he had steeled himself for it. more often than not, ash was finding himself in chuck’s presence, yet he was still had to prepare himself each time he met his gaze.

“i am not much of a bartender. i hope it is to your liking.”

[sigrvif]

@cruelgcd​  / lil starter

         ❝ So what exactly is the point of mosquitos? I understand insects, but... mosquitos? ❞

[sanaarin]

@cruelgcd

"Y-Yes." The question certainly made him realize what he was doing but he had to put his name up there. His feathers were ruffled, puffed in result to the mix of emotions.

"I'm The Silver City's new healer." He pointed up at him, stood firmed on his spot and pushed his chest out.

[multiplcx]

“DAD! DAD! DAD!”

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[tcrniishedcopper]

send “grip” to grip my muse’s jaw in your muse’s hand | accepting

@cruelgcd​ said “grip”

WHEN DIVINE FINGERS FIND A CELESTIAL JAW,  a glint shifts into the Archangel’s gaze. An amusement in his eyes. A dangerously edged thing. Gabriel regarding Chuck lightly for a moment, as if observing and oddly abstract painting or STRANGE looking animal.  It was always somewhat baffling to him, how Gods seemed so incapable of learning....or perhaps more truthfully, simply refused to do so. Eons old and yet the same habits refused to budge. Refused to morph or  e v o l v e, despite the worlds and hairless monkeys they created to do just that. Perhaps they simply needed longer,  gentle, coaxing lessons to usher them along.

           Unfortunately Gabriel was not in the mood to be such a teacher.

Left hand lifting to knock the grip from his JAW, Gabriel’s right flew up almost in tandem. The movement quick. Fluid. Digits curled into a fist as he launched it into the bridge of Chuck’s nose with force enough to CRUMPLE steel. Ignoring the slight flash of pain in his knuckles as the blow connected. Shaking out his fingers to clear the residual static of foreign divinity in them, before  SMOOTHING his hands down along his shirt and jacket.

             ‘ You made me crease my suit. ’

[biigbcss]

@cruelgcd​

· • He looked at the impressive school, older gods were flaunting their abilities on the main yard. He rolled his eyes and made his way to the classroom, looking twice at the paper just in case he had gotten it wrong. 1-A. He walked in, a couple kids in there already. Adonai picked a seat on the front row, leaving his bag on the chair before looking around to some of the faces there. 

❝ This is going to be a long semester. ❞ • ·