#uriel writes

[theofficialuriel]

“How do you feel now that you’ve bagged a Dilf?”

Bruce frowned. “I’m a DILF.”

“No. You’re just a hot dad.”

“Is that not the same–”

“Nope.”

“Hey,” Bruce nudged Jack with his elbow. “Defend my honor here! I’m totally a DILF.”

“I… don’t know what that means, unfortunately.”

[uriel-again]

This was taken two days ago, in the Colosseum.

[uriel-again]

I remembered Azrael the other day. I remembered walking quickly down a square staircase today. My wings ache.

[uriel-again]

I wonder what God wants for Father’s Day… wait.

My brain upon remembering tomorrow is Father’s Day.

[uriel-again]

I miss my wings. I miss home. I miss flight. I miss my family. I miss my friends. I miss what I had, who I was, where I could be. 

I have a feeling it’s going to be okay though. I’ve found some people, some things, some memories from back then. I’ve made new friends, I’ve remade old friends. I’ve gotten into so much magically-entangled stuff and it reminds me that there’s more than meets the human eye.

There’s the things I miss from then, but I still have pieces of them with me now.

[uriel-again]

I want to reach out and start conversations with others, but I'm scared to. I don't have faith in myself. I'm too anxious… does that make me weak? I used to be so mighty… so strong. Now I'm a scared shell of who I used to be.

[uriel-again]

For the Angelic Asks

B- Big gold ones, four of them. C- Repentance, fire (?), something else. H- I do, Greek and Norse pantheons, also His presence is stronger. R- I have a gold angel wing necklace and a gold/silver spinner ring. T- A golden yellow circle floating above my head with a yellow aura around it.

[uriel-again]

If you send me a description of what you looked like, I can draw you. Hopefully.