Archangel Raphael and a smattering of other angels. Based off angelic lore from various sources. Commonly, but not exclusively, set within the Dresden Files. Willing to rp with other-fandom/non-fandom characters. This blog is a side blog for shadowxwithachoice.
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Jan Steen, Detail of Tobias & Sarah in Prayer with the Angel Raphael and the Demon, ca. 1660
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heavenguided:
“But your heart is breaking, brother. Why not experience that pain now instead of later when it will be much, much more painful because it will be multiplied by all the agony you’ve felt since this moment? Don’t become like me, Raph. Don’t push it down until you have no choice but to feel it. You’ll have no escape and you’ll feel as if you’re drowning, never able to truly breathe again.” Azrael threaded her fingers through her brother’s and held onto his hand tightly, “Don’t deny yourself what you must feel. I will be here. I won’t leave you.”
“Who you are is too good, too patient, too empathetic, but the universe has yet to destroy you, and hopefully it never does. You are stronger than you think, and you are admired and adored more than you can ever know.”
Raphael smiled sadly, gripping her hand tightly. His little sister, the youngest, was trying to comfort him. It should be the other way around. “I have been pushing my pain down for longer than you know, dear Azzy,” he replied. “I will feel when I can, when there are none to see and none who need me.”
Even if he doubted that time would ever come. But he would not voice his Doubts. That was a path that led to Consequences, and there were those who still needed him.
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Why dont you go watch a studio ghibli movie and think about the power of love and kindness and maybe you'll calm down
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((Hey, I'm alive. Going to be working on doing some replies coming up. Still not recovered from the new Dresden Files book, though...))
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@heavenguided
☾ᵃⁿᵈ ʷᵉ'ˡˡ ˡᵉᵃᵛᵉ ᵃˡˡ ᵗʰᶦˢ ᵖᵃᶦⁿ ᵇᵉʰᶦⁿᵈ☾
ᵖˡᵉᵃˢᵉ, ʳᵉᵇˡᵒᵍ ᶦⁿˢᵗᵉᵃᵈ ᵒᶠ ʳᵉᵖᵒˢᵗᶦⁿᵍ ;;
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😢Touch my muse’s shoulder while they are crying in secret
Raphael sucked in a breath, trying for the briefest moment to act like he most definitely wasn’t crying. When he spotted who it was, though, he knew pretending would be futile, and let the breath out shakily, shoulders slumping.
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Nonverbal RP Starters
I’m finding it difficult to find memes for nonverbal characters ( be they mute, or just not fond of talking ) so I thought I’d make a few!
Neutral
☝️ Tap my muse on the shoulder
👉 Point to something for my muse to see
🤙 Bump into my muse
😊 Sit down next to my muse
🤨 Sit down across from my muse
📓 Push/Slide [an object] across a table to my muse
✍️ Pass my muse a note
🙄 Roll their eyes at my muse
🚪 Tap on a table/door/wall/chair to get my muse’s attention without speaking
Aggressive
🐺 Growl at my muse
😬 Snarl/show teeth at my muse
😠 Death Glare at my muse
🙌 Push/Shove my muse
👊 Punch my muse
👖 Kick my muse in the shin
👠 Stomp on my muse’s foot
😵 Knee my muse in the gut
💀 Knee my muse in the groin
🔪 Point a weapon at my muse
🖕 Flip my muse the bird/a similar gesture
👔 Roughly pull my muse down by the collar
💢 Bang on a door/wall/table to get my muse’s attention- angrily
Angst
👩⚕️ Put pressure on my muse’s wound
🌡 Push my muse down to give them medical attention
🥣 Bring my muse soup/medicine when they are sick
🤢 Hold my muse’s hair back/Rub my muse’s back while they are sick/throwing up
👐 Hold my muse when they are badly wounded/dying
👁 Wake my muse up during a nightmare
🐱 Hold my muse after a nightmare
😭 Hold my muse when they are crying
😢Touch my muse’s shoulder while they are crying in secret
💧 Wipe away my muse’s tears
💥 Try to calm my muse during an overwhelming emotional moment
⛈ Find my muse after some kind of trauma
Soft
👕 Tug on my muse’s sleeve/shirt/skirt
🐈 Lean against my muse’s side
🤝 Hold my muse’s hand
🤗 Pull my muse into a hug
🐕 Rest their head on my muse’s shoulder/knee
🐶 Nuzzle my muse with their nose [specify a location]
✋ Touch the back of my muse’s hand
🤝 Reach for my muse’s hand to hold it
�� Fix/Straighten my muse’s clothes
😴 Stand by the bed to see if my muse will let you under the covers with them
🛌 Crawl under the covers with my muse
🥪 Set a plate/tray/bowl of food down for my muse
😚 Kiss my muse on the cheek
Playful
🌸 Put a flower in my muse’s hair
✨ Playfully shove my muse’s shoulder
💃 Pull my muse onto a dance floor/up to dance
🤞 Come up beside them and tap the shoulder opposite where they’re standing
😈 Jump out of the shadows to scare/startle my muse
😛 Stick their tongue out at my muse
😱 Make a silly face at my muse
🤭 Tickle my muse
👃 Poke my muse’s nose
💪 Pick my muse up
Sensual/Sexual
💘 Pull my muse in for a rough kiss
💕 Pull my muse in for a tender kiss
💞 Pull my muse in for a messy/desperate kiss
💖 Lean in to give my muse a sweet/chaste kiss
❤️ Lean in to give my muse a tender kiss
🔥 Pull my muse down by the collar/by their clothes - in a sexy way
😉 Pull my muse in by the hips
😲 Smack my muse’s butt
💋 Kiss my muse’s neck
👌 Push my muse down and give them a massage
👙 Pull [an article of clothing] off my muse
👀 Push my muse down on the bed
👄 Pull my muse onto the bed
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“are you okay?” well, no, but like where is the conversation going to go if i say that
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Yeah, Raphael would be like "I'm glad my idiot brother's finally experiencing some self-growth. How are you doing, Michael?"
And then pretty soon all I hear is “Lucifer! Lucifer! Lucifer!”
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He smiled and nodded, moving to take her hand and look over the admittedly small cut. A brief run of his fingers over it will seal the cut, moving its healing forward several days.
"Better?"
‘ stop squirming and let me see that cut! ’ (from Raphael at @healingtraveler )
Linda huffed, shaking her hand from the paper cut on her hand from the file folder, which hurt like a bitch actually. "Honestly, it's fine! It's just a paper cut!" She argued, even though she would have to bandage it so she didn't bleed on anything.
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Raphael sighed and raised his hands in capitulation. "Very well, I will not press, though it would be healed much more quickly if you allow me to take a look."
‘ stop squirming and let me see that cut! ’ (from Raphael at @healingtraveler )
Linda huffed, shaking her hand from the paper cut on her hand from the file folder, which hurt like a bitch actually. "Honestly, it's fine! It's just a paper cut!" She argued, even though she would have to bandage it so she didn't bleed on anything.
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"Someday, maybe I will be able to allow it of myself. But not now." He let her rest her head on his shoulder, though, wrapping one arm around her and allowing himself at least the moment to relax.
"What the universe deserves is not for me to say," he said quietly. "I can only be what I am."
healingtraveler:
“Why not?” he repeated. He groaned, the sound breaking into splinters in his throat, and tilted his head back to look at the sky. “I am the one who stitches everyone back together. I can. not. afford to fall apart. Everything can not afford for me to fall apart.”
“Most would say that gives you more reason to fall apart than anyone. There is a strength in that, you know?” Azrael took a deep breath, moving closer to her brother’s side and resting her head on his shoulder, “The universe doesn’t deserve you, Raphael. You are far too good for it.” She was quiet for a moment. “I wish I could take your pain away.”
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detectivecdecker:
→ Listening to his explination and seeing the way he presented himself in that moment, she knew she didn’t have much choice. If she was to comfirm this story she did have to see Lucifer again. For now, she nodded her head and looked away. “…Well can you blame me? I think I can count the number of them I trust on less then a full hand.”
She put her hand down to her pants and pulled her phone out. The screen had been thoroughly smashed, making her groan. “I swear, when I do die, the after life better be ready no matter where I go.” Hell? Lucifer would raise it, she was sure. Heaven? She would be raising Hell there. Either way…
At the nod, Raphael again reached forward, this time placing his hands on either side of the cut and, drawing his fingers across it, sealed it shut. It was less a suturing and more an acceleration of the healing process, moving the wound’s progression forward several days without risking infection or re-opening. The feeling of it was warm, like summer sunlight, and then faded as he pulled his hands away.
“That is probably for the best, that you trust few of us,” he commented. “Many of us very set in our ways. Lucifer’s always been an... uncomfortable catalyst of change.”
He smiled at her comment. “I’m sure it will be an interesting day, and hopefully far off. I need time to gather supplies before you cause too much chaos.”
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((Today was terrible. I'm so tired. I have tomorrow off and will be around, though, so send me replies and memes and stuff?))
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