#serraphiels

[hellceo]

"kiss or diss." (stfu i think im funny)

“  AH,  ARCHANGELS,  ”  muses  he.  “  The  — POTENTIAL  of  deadly  wrath  and  smiting  is  always  such  a  thrill.  Sends  all  the  right  tingles  right  up  the  spine.  Why  not?  I  love  a  good  dance.  ”

[hellceo]

starter call !

CROWLEY’S  NOT  USUALLY  ENTHUSED  ABOUT  VISITORS.  Hell  is,  and  always  has  been,  somewhere  where  doors  don’t  open  easily;  angels  keep  on  their  side,  demons  on  theirs,  and  they  sometimes  meet  in  the  middle.  This  breaks  from  precedent,  and  he  doesn’t  like  it.  “  Here  because  of  the  views?  ”  A  lift  of  the  brows to @serraphiels.  “  Afraid  the  photogenic  views  are  on  the  other  side  of  the  gauntlet,  and  three  doors  down  from  the  hellhound  pits.  Watch  your  step.  They  ate  the  last  caretaker.  It’s  a  mess.  ”  A  heartbeat,  and  he  adds  with  a  slow  sigh,  “  But  I  suppose  you’re  here  because  you  need  something.  ” 

[savagevillain]

@serraphiels / a sleepy kiss for 🎲 meme

HIS MIND IS FILTERING IN AND OUT OF CONSCIOUSNESS, but he thinks his father's gone. There's no more pain; a light, a glow, where he'd been. Could it be — ❛ Seraphiel? ❜ His voice is hoarse, raw from screaming. She appears in front of him, his guardian angel, his saviour. His fingers reach out to her light, half-expecting to be burned, a logical conclusion related to the sun ( but she doesn't hurt him, not ever, she takes the pain away ) and somehow she's right there, right in front of him, inches away. He nuzzles into her warmth, pressing a soft kiss against warm flesh ; a silent thank you. HIs mind slips from him again.

[gunchamber]

is this a bad time?

𝐃𝐈𝐀𝐋𝐎𝐆𝐔𝐄 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐒 / * @serraphiels

                𝐒𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆  𝐇𝐄𝐑  𝐁𝐀𝐂𝐊  𝐅𝐑𝐎𝐌  𝐇𝐄𝐑      bent  posture  quickly  at  the  sound  of  a  woman’s  voice  ,    head  whipping  around  to  lock  wide  eyed  stare  on  .  .  .    INTRUDER  ?    krissy  didn’t  really  feel    THREATENED    ,    more  so  confusion  flooded  her  mind    &    it  was  evident  as  brows  pulled  together  .    a  soft  frown  marring  her  expression  ,    hands  held  out  in  hesitance  at  her  friends  .                    ❛    um  ?    —    it’s  not  but  ,    how  did  you  get  in  HERE  ?    ❜

[ripcrispyblonde]

@serraphiels asked: “ you have all the answers right in front of you. you just need to look at it differently. ” from the shadow and bone meme

❝ i clearly don't have any of the answers or i wouldn't have trusted an angel telling me they needed me as a vessel in the first place!! ❞ jessica was a bit too trusting of a person, especially when the way the angel had communicated with her had been inexplainable otherwise. so much of her life had spent at catholic mass with her mother and she had initially questioned why she was needed as a vessel, but as someone that had thought she had a healthy relationship with god it hadn't taken much convincing for jessica to say yes. if heaven needed her, she would do what it took. instead, she watched through her own eyes as an angel worked with demons to ensure that tyson brady's shy nerd of a roommate fell in love with someone that reminded him of his mother to rip her away and get back into hunting monsters.

yeah, monsters were real too and demons were much more powerful and manipulative than the exorcist and similar movies made them out to be. and those movies had always terrified her and she had stayed away from those. hearing her own voice consult with two of them? absolutely terrifying and soul-shattering. it was hard enough to explain evil people and natural disasters away, but people being used as pawns in an agenda made by demons? how could she believe in god and goodness with all of that going on. jessica was lost, but she hadn't meant to pray, not really. she felt like she had nowhere left to turn. maybe a small piece of her still wanted to believe that there was goodness that came out of heaven, that people weren't praying upon deaf ears like she now assumed she had her whole life.

❝ what am i supposed to do?? tell my parents the body they buried wasn't actually mine?? call up this sam guy and see if him and his brother don't want to shoot first and ask questions later? ❞