angel of justice

He says, "Oh, baby girl, you know we're gonna be legends; I'm the king and you're the queen and we will stumble through heaven. If there's a light at the end, it's just the sun in your eyes. I know you wanna go to heaven but you're human tonight." And I've been sitting at the bottom of a swimming pool for a while now, drowning my thoughts out with the sounds. But do you feel like a young god? You know the two of us are just young gods. And we'll be flying through the streets with the people underneath and they're running, running, running. But do you feel like a young god? You know the two of us are just young gods. And we'll be flying through the streets with the people underneath. And they're running, running, running again.

[vilesauce]

salvumstorge:

Abariel stilled as Raguel made his approach, respectfully allowing the archangel to have control over the situation. “It wasn’t my idea to leave,” the words flew out of his the moment the archangel had finished speaking. “Hamal forced me. He said you weren’t coming back.”

“As you can see,” he began confidently, “That was and is not the case. Someone sought to deceive you, my beautiful Abariel...” There was a long pause, as if Raguel was scouring the very air for answers. “Hamal wouldn’t do such a thing on purpose, would he?” 

[vilesauce]

salvumstorge:

@vilesauce

He could feel the other’s presence as soon as he stepped into the space. Immediately the seraph snapped to attention, turning to face the archangel. “Raguel.”

The moment the Archangel caught eyes with the other, he made his advance. Dark eyes were wide with astonishment, searching the others -- gazing at the grace within. “Abariel...” he spoke softly, a warmth to it. “I thought I would never see you again.”

[vilesauce]

thxrsdayangel:

“It has, mostly in showing me that I don’t have to put up with this.”

“You seem happy, at least. I suppose that’s a plus...”

[vilesauce]

rcgingfire:

“I.. I am supposed to hate you.”

“I know,” he resigned, a lightness to his tone that was meant to alleviate the situation’s pressure. “But that doesn’t mean I’m grateful that you don’t.. at least not completely.”

[vilesauce]

rcgingfire:

That question stopped Ezra in his tracks for a good minute. “I wish it was still easy to hate you,” Ezra finally admitted.

“I don’t.”

[vilesauce]

anchorsiinastorm:

“I love you too.”

“How much more time do I get today?”

[vilesauce]

bcnnster:

“I’m stubborn because it’s one of my personality traits. Nothing more and nothing less.”

“Confident, too. Personalities always did fascinate me.”

[vilesauce]

thxrsdayangel:

“Shut up.”

“Such disrespect. Earth has affected you in so many ways, brother.”

[vilesauce]

alexanderxclaire:

@vilesauce

“I got nobody but my shadow to get me through.”  

“Have you given subservient slaves a thought?”

[vilesauce]

rcgingfire:

Ezra stared at Raguel. Waiting for him to say something, anything at all, and silently hoping that whatever it was would be something that could make him angry again. Instead Raguel said something that seemed.. understanding. Ezra couldn’t even wrap his mind around it. “It’s fine,” Ezra gave his best attempt at snapping back, although his wavered, and he probably sounded more scared than angry.

“Okay. What would you like to do?” he offered instead. “Really?”

[vilesauce]

bcnnster:

“Glad to hear it.”

“You’re a stubborn one. I wonder if it’s out of necessity.” 

[vilesauce]

thxrsdayangel:

“Oh, Castiel -- don’t look at me like that.”

[vilesauce]

anchorsiinastorm:

Gabriel reached up to cup his face as her happiness finally reached her eyes. “That certainly seems to be the case.”

“And because I love you too damn much.”

[vilesauce]

rcgingfire:

Ezra didn’t know how to process that, not really. Ezra would never admit it, but there was a stark difference between the way he wanted to feel about Raguel and the way he actually felt when face to face with him. Especially when Raguel said things like that. Ezra felt tears on his cheek, but he couldn’t even begin to understand why he would be crying. Ezra hurried to wipe them away though, quietly disgusted with himself.

Raguel silently watched the scene unfold. He didn’t want to push his son any further away, which could be achieved by a vast manner of words and phrases. Truth coming out of the archangel’s mouth rarely felt as clean and pristine as his mother had hoped it would be. “We don’t have to talk,” was all he thought to offer, his voice barely above a whisper.

[vilesauce]

thxrsdayangel:

@vilesauce

“What did you possibly expect under this condition?”

“I don’t deal in expectations. I make my own reality.”

[vilesauce]

wickedlittlevvitch:

“What? No, I’m fine.”

“Uh huh.”

[vilesauce]

theirhorror:

the vampire was ready to rip his throat out, but without her magic and the low handle she had on her new abilities, she was smart enough to work out it wouldn’t end well — considering what happened last time. so with clenched fists she glared at him, anger building up behind dark eyes. “stay away from me.”

“you’re upset.” an understatement, but he had made his point. raguel could almost feel the fury coming off her in waves. “i’m surprised to see you’re still alive... well, nearly.” his eyes squinted in curiosity, feeling something different about her. despite her wishes, he stepped toward her. “you’ve changed.”