#seorrow

[nightmaera]

hi just wanted to say that literally everything u write is incredibly gorgeous and ur talent just makes me tear up it's so good

oh ym gosh......  please......  this means so much to me  !!!   coming from someone as absolutely talented as you.  like wow,   thank u so much angel  🧡

[ttaakkeesshhii]

僕のセロー😊

[mitatrun]

   𝙰 𝚆𝙷𝙾𝙻𝙴 𝙸𝚂 𝙰𝙻𝚆𝙰𝚈𝚂 𝙱𝙴𝚃𝚃𝙴𝚁 𝚃𝙷𝙰𝙽 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝚂𝚄𝙼 𝙾𝙵 𝙸𝚃 𝙿𝙰𝚁𝚃𝚂．  a simple truth can be beautiful,  and metatron is tempted to say it out loud,  though it would be cruel.  truth and beauty are often cruel.  part beauty and part cruelty,  and upon seeing eloa and how sweet and dim she looks in her melancholy,  both tempt him  —  unspeakably and unexplainably.  her face,  almost sickly gentle,  almost distant,  calls yahoel back to times it would be wiser to deem gone,  but a part of him can’t bring himself to just yet.  a part.  parts of everything.   ‘  sad seeing you here.  ’   it’s a dry joke,  but the archangel tells it with a straight face and creased brow,  so it almost sounds honest.   ‘  not i would expect anything else of you.  ’   he remarks,  and there comes,  at last,  the cruelty. 

   his hands slip into the pockets of his trousers,  as though he’s cold.  there’s a truth concealed there,  though.  and it is,  as always,  cruel.  god used to be warm,  and bright,  and all things golden would appear unworthy and rusty in comparison to a sheer flash of memory passing before the scribe’s eyes.  eloa,  however,  feels ethereally cold.  not without a sting of satisfaction,  metatron thinks he can’t forgive that of her.   forgiveness is god’s realm.

   the library is quiet,  not open for business. he had come thinking he would meet with the insufferable winchester brothers,  and was instead met with a face,  metaphorically speaking for the one beyond the muscles and bone,  he’d not seen in a biblically long time.  he doesn’t face her.  he lets his eyes glide over the titles,  enraptured in the mystery of the few ones he’s never heard.

   ‘  i always found the idea of you siding with lucifer very funny,  you know.  given your ... nature.  but i take you found back some of the common sense you lost,  eloa.  is that why you’re working with those two now?  ’

     @seorrow​     /      𝙿𝚁𝚅 𝚂𝚃𝙰𝚁𝚃𝙴𝚁.

[babylonwhores]

IN THE AIR SURROUNDING THIS WOMAN, leah senses him. she can’t explain it. but she can sense the almighty, somehow within and without, in this being before her. or, a fraction of him. a piece. something. she can’t place it. and that is why she’s so glad she crawled out from her waiting place in hell, to explore this creation, before it was time for her to ride across it and raze it to the ground. because, even now, it can surprise her.

“you’re... something,” she says, softly. “you’re not him. but... you’re not not him.”

@seorrow​

[bryht]

❛     &  i’m  just  kind  of  annoyed  that  i  can’t  seem  to  avoid  it.     ❜     *　  @seorrow​　…　(　 ♪　)

[fiveslays-moved]

❝         YO CHECK OUT OPRAH.       you do this kinda thing a lot?       ‘cause       [      no offense      ]       but i’m gonna have to pass.    no way am i diggin’ into my baggage with an    ANGEL.        ❞     

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