#accepted: cassiel

[talonabraxas]

Cassiel - Archangel, the Angel of Saturn Image: Gavin BIC @Gavin_BIC

Known as the Angel of Temperance and Tears, Archangel Cassiel embodies solitude, patience, and the passage of time.

Archangel Cassiel, also known as Kafziel, is the archangel of Saturday (Saturn) and the Seventh Heaven, Araboth. He embodies the qualities of introspection, responsibility, and acceptance of life’s cycles. Cassiel is known to “show forth the unity of the eternal kingdom” and is associated with the divine names YHVH Elohim and Shaddai.

Cassiel governs the death of kings and acts as the chief aide to Archangel Gabriel in battles. His connection to mortality and the passage of earthly power reflects his Saturnine influence, as Saturn is traditionally associated with time, structure, and the completion of cycles. In Kabbalistic tradition, Araboth is the highest of the heavens, associated with the divine throne and the realm of pure spirit.

Archangel Cassiel: The Guardian of Solitude and Tears

[whats-the-word-again]

୭˚. Angel of Temperance .˚༄.°

๋࣭ ⭑ Archangel Cassiel 𓂃 ࣪˖ ִ

˚⟡˖ ࣪ A Prayer for Archangel Cassiel 𓂃 ࣪˖ ִֶָ

"Heavenly Archangel Cassiel; Lord of Saturn, Patron of lost children, outcasts, and melancholia. Angel of Tears, Angel of Solitude. Ruling over discipline, patience, steady-progress, and stillness. Teacher of Karmic Lessons; Guardian of of the threshold between ours and the next; Watcher of graves and tombs of kings, respectively. I ask you humbly to enter my life, my practice, and allow me to seek your guidance; to bask in your energy; to find comfort in your presence; and to speak well of your name. Archangel Cassiel; Please teach me discipline, and to be kind to myself. Show me the relief in feeling my emotions, and that not all things lost are forgotten. Protect me in my astral travels, Help me understand all consequences. Assure me that time will pass when needed, and time will stay when wanted - that nothing is permanent, but everything is remembered. Heavenly Archangel Cassiel, Lord and Ruler of many things, Of my own free will I ask for you. Thank you."

[A moodboard for Archangel Cassiel + A prayer of acceptance for Archangel Cassiel to enter my life and practice, formally]

This is my first time formally praying to an Angel, so forgive if their are any mistakes - I think I based the style a lot off of Helpol prayer structure actually. Idk. Hope ya'll are good!

-> divider made by @/miuji !!

[santoschristos]

“Every time you feel limitations, close your eyes and say to yourself, ‘I am the Infinite,’ and you will see what power you have.” — Paramahansa Yogananda

Cassiel - Archangel, the Angel of Saturn

Known as the Angel of Temperance and Tears, Archangel Cassiel embodies solitude, patience, and the passage of time. Archangel Cassiel, also known as Kafziel, is the archangel of Saturday (Saturn) and the Seventh Heaven, Araboth.

He embodies the qualities of introspection, responsibility, and acceptance of life’s cycles. Cassiel is known to “show forth the unity of the eternal kingdom” and is associated with the divine names YHVH Elohim and Shaddai.

Cassiel governs the death of kings and acts as the chief aide to Archangel Gabriel in battles. His connection to mortality and the passage of earthly power reflects his Saturnine influence, as Saturn is traditionally associated with time, structure, and the completion of cycles.

In Kabbalistic tradition, Araboth is the highest of the heavens, associated with the divine throne and the realm of pure spirit.

Img: Archangel Cassiel: The Guardian of Solitude and Tears Mahaboka

[changingplumbob]

Introductions: Cassiel - Part 2

Through the doors Deanna waits to meet the twenty-second contestant. What will she think of this driven woman?

Deanna: Hello, nice to meet you-

Cassiel: I'm Cassiel, it's great to meet you Deanna

Deanna: Thank you!

Cassiel: *shakes hand* I have to say, I was not expecting you in a dress

Deanna: Oh me neither but I generally accept my sister knows what looks good on screen. The last time I wore a dress before this was way back at my high school prom

Chatting away the pair head to the chairs and sit down.

Deanna: You may have guessed when you signed up but family is a big part of my life. Do you have any family?

Cassiel: It's just me. Some people say their families disown them, I say I disowned them

Deanna: That's brave of you

Cassiel: Don't need negativity in life regardless of DNA, you know?

Deanna: You should definitely surround yourself with people who make you feel worthwhile and not broken

Deanna: Have you been in Tartosa?

Cassiel: Never, so this is a pretty exciting experience already

Deanna: *smiling* That's great, there are some lovely hidden places here

Cassiel: Any you'd care to show me?

Deanna: Perhaps... depends what you like to see

[cursedbycain]

Codes:

A - angst

F - fluff

S - smut

* - best works!

Cain x Lane

Strangers - being locked away isn't so bad, as long as you have company (A)

Haircut - even immortals need haircuts (F)*

Confessional - confessing to a priest has never been so sinful

Unzipped - a rooftop moment turns into something they can’t take back (S)

Cathedral - after deciding to explore a cathedral, Lane meets a man she’ll never forget

Raindrops - maybe a meeting in the rain has its' upsides (F)*

Rooftop - a tender moment before everything goes sideways (A, F)

Eternity - spreading you open is the only way of knowing you (A, F)*

Wager - Noah and Lester are just too nosy (F)

Tags - trust is given in different ways (F)

Overboard - Lane finds safety in the arms of the one person who understands her (A, F)*

Melody - learning something new is always fun (F)

Marked - sometimes responsibilities can be put off (S)*

Once more to see you - come inside and be with me, alone with me (F)

Elle week!!*

Yan x Lane

Unlocked - Yan isn't going to let a cell get in his way (F)*

Morning - every morning is a new beginning (F)

Fresh - alone time gets a little out of hand (S)

Late night talking - the talk is never fun (S)*

Ceilings - lovely to be sitting here with you (F)*

Canyon moon - the world's happy waiting (S, F)

Agora hills - kissing, i hope they caught us (S)

Ode to a conversation - the more I smoke, the more I find (F)

Dmitry x Yan

Touch - feeling so lonely because it's not enough (A, F)*

The archer - I've got a hundred thrown-out speeches I almost said to you (A)

Cassiel x Audrey

Hate me harder - something bout you makes me wanna do things that I shouldn’t (S)*

Invisible string - a quiet moment of solitude (F)

Lane finds a cat - Cain x Lane (F)

Lane + jealousy - Cain x Lane (A)

Cainlane - leave your mark on me

Cainlane - alone

Dmitryan - you could never accept that someone might actually like you

[crispy-mushroom]

How will Sabrathan's siblings react to Zephyrus? I mean, their sibling has a hellborn companion that feeds on blood! They won't find him dangerous?

Apollyon would definitely be the most annoyed about it. He's #1 Sabrathan hater. I think he would use Zephy and Sabrathan's companionship as further reason why they shouldn't be allowed into heaven.

Cassiel would try to be accepting and would probably want to meet Zephyrus but overall I think they'd be worried and uncomfortable at the prospect.

[berrysims-lp]

A full guide to Cassiel Reardon for @changingplumbob's challenge.

Cassiel, or Cass for short, is a Socially Awkward, Foodie, Ambitious woman who aspires to have her very own five-star restaurant and become a Master Chef.

She loves the colours Black, Green, Purple, and Yellow the most and hopes to make these her future restaurant's official palette. For the decor, she's hoping to go with a mix between Boho, Farmhouse, or even Garden style. Although they will still need to look like employees, she's hoping to implement a more Boho, Hipster, or Outdoorsy fashion style for the uniforms.

Cass enjoys many things, among them are Baking, Cooking, Gardening, Wellness, Knitting, and surprisingly, so is DJ Mixing. You will just never catch her doing anything related to Fishing, Gemology, or Video Gaming. I mean, who spends hours on something so non-productive? Not Cassie. No, Cassie likes Cerebral and Hard-Working Sims with High Energy to make all their dreams come true. She may sound all practical, but she does love the odd Emotional Decision-Makers, Optimistic, Romance Enthusiasts, and Family-Motivated Sims. Basically, as long as they are not Ambitionless, Homebody Rascals, she will be decently okay.

This wannabe chef loves getting to know people through Deep Thoughts, Discussing Hobbies and just loves Compliments - especially on her food. She will never deny some Flirtation or Physical Intimacy with people she likes, and much less will she refuse good Gossip, classic Pranks, or timeless Stories. She will probably hit you with a pan if you try to make Small Talk or worse... try any kind of Potty Humour.

And as we all know, music is what brings us together, and Cassiel is no different. After all, she loves creating some beats herself. She's not very picky and her taste ranges from Classical, Focus, Jazz, and Cottagecore Music all the way to Latin Pop, Retro, Carnival, and, of course, Electronica Music. Just please, whatever you do, do not play Soul or Singer-Songwriter Music. Cass believes there are too many of those around.

I have talked to Cass and she says she'd love me to be All-In in this challenge as she believes I know her the best. Since I'm her Watcher or something like that. She just wants to remind everyone her Watcher is in a -1 Timezone and therefore, is sometimes sleeping when everyone else is awake.

This dark green-eyed girl is a cis female, lesbian who uses She/Her pronouns. She is 100% disgusted by men (and girl, aren't we all) and is lucky enough to only be attracted to women because if sexuality was a choice, there would probably be no straight female out there.

Her parents, though, don't agree. They believe she is going through a 15-year-long rebellious phase only to spite them and that one day she will find a good man, settle down, and become the best stay-at-home mum. So she did what any badass woman would have done, she packed her bags and left their San Sequoia house to move to Newcrest, where she hopes to own a restaurant and start the biggest chain there is! Cassie is already committed to her dream, so when it comes to love, she tends to hyper-focus on one person at a time, but she is open to challenging herself with different boundaries and widening her horizon if her heart tells her to. As long as it's a woman who shares some of her beliefs, Cassiel is acceptive of advances.

And that, my friends, was Cassiel Reardon's introduction. I hope you all like her as much as I do (and it's not because I'm her Watcher, ok?). And with luck, she will find true love(s) in this little adventure of hers. 🦋

[systastic]

hi hi! i know you do songtives but i was wondering if you could do a level 2 or a level 3 pack for a fandom song? specifically this one

https://youtu.be/Nbxu8jl_jVU?si=lvPgMolg9Mif94fh

the song is based on eridan ampora homestuck, which you can read his wiki if you want. but i was thinking about the pack being focused on the song specifically. tysm for your time!!

oh nice a new song to add to our collection /lh -🌳

I stepped in on this one as the vibe that was gathered from the song itself is very similar to “my” own experience as a headmate within our system and thus triggered me into the front. if this intrusion has impacted your request, I suggest resubmitting to this blog and asking for changes or asking a different blog for assistance in this. sincerely, umbra.

name :: cassiel, dolen, yachid, aarick, ekak, casimir, einar, ezhno, isel, mal, kafur, karikoga

age :: 27 ; optionally, thy may also be ageless entirely. the concept is confusing to nae either way.

pronouns :: prefers kye/kyr/kyr/kyrs/kyrself, hye/hyer/hyers/hyenself, rie/rhem/rer/rers/rerself, nae/nym/nyr/nyrs/nymself, se/syr/sym/syrs/syrself, thy/thym/thyr/thymself, or dae/daem/daer/daemself ; will accept it/its & they/them ; he/him used only as a last resort. often speaks of thymself in the second person through a descriptive lens.

roles :: loner, insomnaut, catalyst (finding the truth about kyrself leads to dark places no one else knows. alone, but never on syr own — a head full of fog with nothing to help comfort nym. something changes — a fundamental break — but as for what… isn’t quite known.)

species (suggestions) :: hybrid human ; ghost ; entity/daemon of solitude ; shadow entity ; no species at all (null creature)

gender identity :: acadelibre, impostoria, kenonightfield, crackedmaskic, mascnul

orientation :: whatever you choose doesn’t mean anything to kyr. casimir prefers being alone. to even broach the idea of connection with another person is to deny ezhno what constitutes kyr very being.

source :: ugly story (songtive)

aesthetic :: dullcore, soft macabre, sizz ; sitting on a rooftop by yourself, surrounded by a fog that mists around your shoulders and holds you close. no matter the distance between you and the world, it is never quite close enough. lonely, perhaps, but being able to find comfort in the absence.

appearance description :: dark and fuzzy as though looking into an oncoming fog. you may not see it at first glance. only on a second look will you notice cassiel. daer features are a mystery; dae are in shadow irregardless of lighting, leaving only the pale glow of daer irises as an indication dae are present. thy is humanoid in appearance but presents with wispy or smoky features such as wisps of hair floating from thyr head, fingertips bleeding ink clouds into the air, and thyr legs and other extremities being mostly transparent near the outer edges. einar is hard to distinguish on a good day. most report thyr existence as a vague “presence”, unable to distinguish who it is but able to feel someone in the area. thy prefer this: being “nothing” instead of “something” gives thym a sense of fulfillment / euphoria.

personality description :: perfect silence in all ways of the word: no speaking, no footsteps, no idle sounds of shuffling fabric as thy shift from foot to foot. it is off putting to some — why exist at all if your “existence” is nothingness? notably, aarick will not engage if provoked, harassed, or threatened: it remains silent and simply… watches as though nothing has happened at all. if other headmates are a Presence, ekak is an Absence: the unwavering static of nyr mind drowns out all else to the point of unfeeling. this is not apathy — no, there is not an emotion behind your actions. it is the absence of emotion entirely - the absence of bias, thought, or anything of the sort - that signifies syr existence.

likes :: the quiet calm that falls once all others have fallen asleep. the unwavering nature of night: dark and alone, unmodified, solitary yet not spiteful. a comfortable disconnect that lays between mind and body; having a degree of separation between the two ensures kyr presence in the first place. to be reminded of it brings a heavy-hearted pain dawning cannot stand. the ability to write about mal’s feelings and the sense of disconnect, putting these words to paper as a form of journaling. observation from afar is superior to personal connection - the chance of change or requirement of speech is too high - making this yachid’s preference over conversing or the like.

dislikes :: speaking in any form. to be solitary is a choice; speaking shatters the very choice that you made to begin with. being in the presence of others is what karikoga abhors the most. feelings do not come naturally when forced by others to exist. how can you be expected to feel when there is nothing to be felt in the first place? reminders that einar has a body is torturous. dae cannot stand the chains of flesh, being locked into physical form, being reminded that dae have to care for a body as though it were daer child. dolen prefers the intangibility of imagination over the confinement that is the body.

front triggers :: solitude. the heavy burden of existence on one’s shoulders. a sudden realization— this is not the home you know. this is not your place. this is not you. these things draw isel to the surface and leave daer presence lingering long after dae have retreated back to the comfort of the mind.

signoff :: 👑, ⚓️, 🐦‍⬛, 🩻, 🪦, ⛓️‍💥, 🗡️, 🖤, 💜, or ♒️

source is here. artist is @_ysther on twitter.

[anangelcalledinquisitor]

how tf do writers make decisions for original characters when they're actually writing???

When I'm doing DND or just making the character for the brain worms, it's just here's all the details and stuff.

I just found out I've been spelling a character's name differently from the typical spelling but my spelling is also acceptable, so now I have to decide if I keep going as-is, or if I want to "fix" the spelling and have to set up auto-correct so I can spell it consistently because god knows I'm going to forget almost every time I type it and won't see it.

It's a bit like my penname (Cassiel) when people decide to try to be pedantic and say Um it's spelled Castiel, and it's like yeah but it's also spelled Cassiel and Cass is my actual name and Castiel/Cassiel is the Angel of Tuesday and I was born on a Tuesday and my middle initial is L, I thought about this a lot before I picked it dammit, do I want to invite that kind of complaint for missing the t...

Funny enough it's a T in both words XD

[talonabraxas]

“Experience life in all possible ways -- good-bad, bitter-sweet, dark-light, summer-winter. Experience all the dualities. Don't be afraid of experience, because the more experience you have, the more mature you become.” ― Osho

Archangel Cassiel Talon Abraxas Archangel Cassiel, known as the Angel of Tears and Temperament or who I refer to as The Archangel of Duality, can help us find harmony and balance when we are feeling low, open up new realities, and help us embrace the duality within each of us.

Duality is an instance of opposition or contrast between two concepts or two aspects of something; a dualism. By this definition, duality is a fundamental part of our human experience here on Earth. We cannot understand light without first experiencing the dark. We need both aspects of an experience to fully integrate our ego into our higher selves, healing the duality within. We need to explore both to end our suffering, accept ourselves fully just as we are, and live fearlessly in the NOW, in the present moment, in joy. We ARE both, and we are neither. Within this understanding there is Balance. Within this balance there is Harmony. Within this harmony there is Oneness. And within Oneness is Love, in every moment. And every moment is perfect, just as it is. Archangel Cassiel – The Archangel of Duality

Unlike other Angels, Cassiel simply observes and watches what happens here on Earth without interfering. He is considered to be the ruling prince or high ranking Angel who guards the Seventh Heaven, which is said to be the most sacred realm where God sits on his throne.

Cassiel is most widely known as the Angel of Tears, for true joy comes from being comforted through the tears of sorrow. He is also known as the ruling Archangel of Saturn, which is associated with feelings of temperance, moderation, and self-discipline. Thus, calling him the Angel of Tears and Temperance essentially named him the Archangel of Saturn. Based on this knowledge, they claim the best time to call upon Cassiel is on Saturday – Saturn’s day.

Some believe Archangel Cassiel is in charge of past life experiences and reincarnation. Others claim he helps protect you from psychic attacks and the art of meditation.

For astrologers, Saturn’s also associated with the concept of time. As the slowest moving planet, Saturn represents maturity and the aging process. So naturally, Cassiel also became known as the Angel of Time.

Lastly, some refer to Cassiel as the Angel of the Sea because he can understand the language of dolphins. Due to this close connection with dolphins, some say to call upon Cassiel to protect you when you visit or live near the sea. The Death Of Kings

Cassiel has also been tasked with presiding over the deaths of kings. In astrology, the Sun symbolizes kingship and the Winter Solstice marks the “death” of the Sun (ie. the death of Kings).

[calronhunt]

im curious about theo! wanna know more about the other fucked up mom

I'm still developing her out and figuring out her place in the plot, but She's special. I like her. Her theme song is No Children By The Mountain Goats like if that gives you enough of her vibe. but here's a couple bullet point facts off the top of my head.

She grew up poor. I'm not sure what her parents were doing/what her home life was like, but I don't think it was very good!

she got by on doing shitty little one man concerts in bars and stuff. any place that would let her play her guitar and sing. She met Ariel through this way (Theo flirted with Ariel first)

Was incredibly excited to marry into power and privilege with Ariel. She wasn't thrilled about having children, but she knew it was apart of ariel's duties or whatever

She wanted to pass on her love of music to one of her children, but bc of all the shit with Cassiel and then Cheating she kinda just gave up trying to engage with any of her children in a maternal way.

the only child she actually cares about is Cassiel. She pretty much ignores the other 3 (especially Raphael who she ALSO has normal feelings about looking so similar to Ariel)

Her and Ariel were genuinely in love when they were younger. Theo doesn't even look back at that time fondly though. She just chastises herself for being so stupid as to actually go through with any of this shit.

She's not getting a divorce with Ariel bc it would forfeit Theo AND cassiel's right to the Hellborn name and privilege. She would basically be cast out onto the slums, just now with her son. She's staying for Cassiel's sake and less for her own (Though she is also perhaps also doing it to torment Ariel a little bit. Just the tiniest bit of pettiness and revenge against Ariel for all the shit she did to Theo.)

this is a spoilery thing, but they're not going to reconcile. Their relationship is so severely fucked I don't think they can pick up the pieces even if they both genuinely gave it a shot. But at the point where they realize this about it, they've both come to accept that it just has to happen.

anyway this is her and ariel

[catierambles]

Wants and Wishes (a one-shot)

The ruins of Theramore. It was deathly quiet, almost still, as if the world itself was holding its breath. Jaina looked out among the destroyed buildings, blackened streets, and she could almost see it how it used to be. See the soldiers and civilians milling about, going about their lives. Hear the conversations, the laughter of children. Not spectres, just memories.

The sound of movement to her left had her looking over, seeing the Blood Elf that had come with Baine...and Derrek. Lian...something. Baine, she knew, she trusted. This woman, she did not, on both counts. She knew she was a rogue, an Assassin that had trained under Valeera Sanguinar, so the fact that Jaina had heard her arrival told her that she had done it deliberately.

“It’s too quiet here.” The Blood Elf said finally after standing there in silence.

“It is.” Jaina agreed.

“I wish Baine had chosen somewhere else.” She said, “It can’t be easy to be here. I know I don’t like going to certain places, either.” Jaina didn’t say anything, just looked away from her. “Your thoughts are almost visible, Lady Proudmoore. Why don’t you speak them?”

“Why should I to you?”

“Because you don’t know me.”

“The Blood Elves—”

“Have allied with the Horde, but I don’t support Sylvanas Windrunner.” She said, “And I helped Baine rescue Derrek.”

“Why?”

“A friend asked for my help and I gave it.” She said with a shrug, as if it were that simple.

“What he is now...”

“Alive.” She said, “Sort of. Animated, at least, and of his own mind.”

“Kul Tiras will never accept him.”

“Lady Proudmoore, something tells me he doesn’t give a toss if Kul Tiras accepts him.”

“It’s his home.”

“You’re his sister.” She said and silence stretched between them. “May I call you Jaina?”

“Why not.”

“I lost my parents at a young age, and with as many years that have passed since then, I barely remember them.” She said, “My brother, Cassiel, raised me.”

“Okay.” Jaina said, wondering if she had a point to that.

“Jaina, do you know what I would give to see my brother again?”

“I’m guessing it’s not as easy as returning to Silvermoon.”

“When the Lich King marched on Silvermoon; like so many Rangers, Cass went out to repel the attack. To protect our home.” She said, “And like so many Rangers, he never returned.” Jaina was silent, “When the Death Knights broke free of Arthas’ control, I asked a Sin’dorei Knight if he knew of another Blood Elf in their order named Cassiel Lighthaven. He said he “didn’t recall”. So chances are my brother wasn’t raised into undeath, but instead he is one of the many bones that litter the Dead Scar.”

“I’m sorry.”

“I didn’t tell you that for your pity.” She said, “I told you so you knew that we are alike that we both lost our family. The main difference being, you got yours back. I never will. So please don’t throw it away on what others may think. Stop being a diplomat and be a sister, because he needs his sister, not a politician. If Cass came back to me as a Forsaken, or a Death Knight, or...whatever, I wouldn’t care. As long as he was himself, I would only care that he was back.”

“Thank you for your words.” Jaina said and the elf nodded. “What did Baine call you again?”

“Liandline.”

“Thank you, Liandline.” Jaina said and hesitated a moment before reaching out and touching her arm gently, Liandline just nodding again, but with a small, gentle smile pulling at her lips. “I think I know what I’m going to do now.”

[santoschristos]

Cassiel - Archangel, the Angel of Saturn

Known as the Angel of Temperance and Tears, Archangel Cassiel embodies solitude, patience, and the passage of time. Archangel Cassiel, also known as Kafziel, is the archangel of Saturday (Saturn) and the Seventh Heaven, Araboth.

He embodies the qualities of introspection, responsibility, and acceptance of life’s cycles. Cassiel is known to “show forth the unity of the eternal kingdom” and is associated with the divine names YHVH Elohim and Shaddai.

Cassiel governs the death of kings and acts as the chief aide to Archangel Gabriel in battles. His connection to mortality and the passage of earthly power reflects his Saturnine influence, as Saturn is traditionally associated with time, structure, and the completion of cycles.

In Kabbalistic tradition, Araboth is the highest of the heavens, associated with the divine throne and the realm of pure spirit.

Archangel Cassiel: The Guardian of Solitude and Tears Image: Archangel Cassiel Mahaboka

[agattthaa]

I WILL GIVE YOU CASSIEL THE FACE CARD IS UNREAL BUT PUT ME IN FRONT OF CAIN, YAN AND GREG AND I AM NEVER GETTING OFF MY KNEES

both of audreys paths feel weird to me like i want her to just accept everything so we can get to the good shit! maybe next dr i will attempt it for you queen

I personally don't think that Cain is that hot since he is a blonde man, but yeah, Yan Greg and Anna are WOW

AND OMG, I'M HAPPY I OPENED YOUR EYES!!!!!!! [It was his pathetic sad face that did it for you, wasn't it?] He is very very hot, welcome to the light. And I'm honored I influenced you enough to give it a go!!!! I'd definitely recommend the faith path because it's let's tiring. Honestly I like the lore in hsr better, but the romance is much better in abh {since I'm not being called gross every five minutes}

If you do play it, let me know your thoughts!!

[multifamdomfan]

Consider This as My Goodbye

Summary: When Gabriel discovers that Cassiel (my oc) has fallen in love with a human artist named Amelia, the confrontation is inevitable. Gabriel, once a mentor, is now an enforcer of Heaven’s rigid rules. Cassiel, once a devoted angel of justice, refuses to abandon his heart. The confrontation is bitter, and the cost is exile.

The halls of Heaven were silent.

Cassiel stood in the great chamber, his hands clasped tightly behind his back, his gaze steady despite the storm brewing in Gabriel’s eyes. He had known this moment would come. From the moment he had met Amelia—gentle, brilliant Amelia with paint-stained hands and laughter like sunlight—he had known.

Gabriel’s voice cut through the silence, sharp and unwavering.

“You were reckless,” he said, stepping forward, wings twitching with restrained fury. “Sentimental at best. That’s not a teaching of mine.”

Cassiel exhaled slowly. “You don’t understand—”

“You’ve grown soft.” Gabriel’s voice hardened. “Your dead friends can attest.”

“Hey!” Cassiel’s temper flared, his wings bristling.

Gabriel ignored him, stepping even closer. “Put your emotions aside. You’re a warrior meant to lead the rest.” His voice was cold, impassive. “I don’t know where I went wrong, but I warned you—and you failed the test.” His expression darkened. “So now I’m gone.”

The words struck deeper than they should have. Cassiel had admired Gabriel once. Looked up to him. Trusted him.

And yet, Gabriel had never really seen him.

“This way,” Gabriel continued, “you’ll know what your place is. This way, you can’t cross the line.” His golden gaze bore into Cassiel’s, sharp and unyielding. “This way, when all is over, you’ll keep yours—” his wings flared, casting a shadow over Cassiel—“and I’ll keep mine.”

Cassiel’s breath came shallow, his hands curling into fists.

“This way, you won’t disappoint me,” Gabriel added, a cruel finality in his voice. “This way, you won’t waste my time.” He turned his back, as if dismissing him. “This way, I’ll close the door. Consider this as my goodbye.”

Cassiel’s chest burned. His wings trembled with restrained fury, his jaw tightening.

“That’s just like you,” he said, voice low and biting. “Why should I be surprised? Selfish, prideful, vain.” He took a step forward, and Gabriel finally turned to face him.

“Unlike you,” Cassiel continued, his voice rising, “every time someone dies, I have to decide their fate.” His fingers twitched, remembering every soul he had judged, the ones who had pleaded, the ones who had cursed him, the ones who had accepted their fate with quiet resignation. “I send them to Heaven or to Hell.” He inhaled sharply, eyes locking with Gabriel’s. “What’s a title an angel could lend if I’ll never sleep at night?” His voice cracked, just slightly. “If I have to carry that weight forever?”

Gabriel’s face remained impassive.

“I saw you as a friend,” Cassiel said.

“But now we’re done.”

The silence stretched, heavy and suffocating.

Cassiel turned away first, wings shifting with the weight of his decision.

“This way, you’re out of my head now,” he said quietly. “This way, you won’t plague my life.” He exhaled, steadying himself. “This way, when all is done, you’re out of sight—out of mind.”

Gabriel’s face remained still, unreadable. “This way,” he countered, “you get what you wanted.” His golden eyes flickered with something unreadable. “This way, you can save your time. This way, you close the door.” His wings spread, vast and blinding.

“And have your damn goodbye.”

Cassiel knew what was coming before Gabriel spoke the words.

“You’re not looking for a mentor,” Gabriel murmured. “I’m not looking for a friend.” His expression darkened. “I mistook you for a general.” He shook his head. “What a waste of effort spent.”

Cassiel’s wings bristled. “At least I know what I’m fighting for,” he snapped. “While you’re fighting to be known.”

Gabriel’s expression didn’t change, but something in his gaze cooled.

“Since you claim you’re so much wiser,” Cassiel continued, his voice raw with emotion, “why’s your life spent all alone?” He let the words linger, cutting through the space between them. “You’re alone, Gabriel.”

The air in the chamber crackled.

“One day,” Gabriel said, voice softer now, almost pitying, “you’ll hear what I’m saying.”

Cassiel’s wings twitched, his heart pounding.

“One day,” Gabriel continued, stepping back, “you might understand.” His expression turned to stone. “One day. But not today.” He raised his hand, light gathering in his palm. The chamber trembled as the other archangels appeared behind him, silent, unyielding.

Cassiel clenched his fists, knowing there was no escape.

Gabriel’s gaze was cold. “For after all,” he murmured, voice laced with finality,

“You’re just a man.”

The power hit Cassiel like a tidal wave. His grace burned, his wings shuddered—feathers darkening, falling—his body spiraling downward, the golden halls of Heaven disappearing above him.

He was falling.

He thought of Amelia.

He thought of her hands reaching for him, her voice calling his name, her warmth against his skin.

And as the sky swallowed him whole, Cassiel closed his eyes.

End.

[nfumbewalk]

Getting Easier

Intranquil Spirit love spell about a year ago. Elevation candle in white with blue glass cover. The little chime candle has oils and herbs.

I didn't expect this to happen, but writing my book is becoming easier! Hopefully this continues. Now, most of the pertinent information is on Tom's laptop instead of my Kindle, thank God! I thought I wouldn't make it for a while. Sometimes I still have doubts about myself and my writing...

I found another modern necromancy book released this year, released by the publisher I was thinking about. This person's book is a more "normal and acceptable" sounding necromancy book. My information is very different because I've had help from my guide and a Demon. Channeling isn't acceptable. So, I will have to change some things if I want to publish. I won't lie or be dishonest - I will just omit information. This modern "gentle approach" necromancy is fuckin stupid.

I'm never mean or harsh to muertos but please don't kill the practice with a stupid "white light and rainbows" or "I'm soooo dark and I'm swathed in black...I love the dead, mmmm.." thing either. Dude, I'm in black too but that means nothing in regards to my spirituality and my practice. I love white as well, but hell, I cannot stay clean! Lol!

I'm pretty sure now where and what my practices come from exactly. They are based in Espiritismo and some other interesting methods that I've intuitively picked up over time. The first is Espiritismo. This hails originally from France, originally from the mid 19th century. Allen Kardec founded it. But Muerteria is not nearly a duplicate of spiritist practices. This is just one of the influences of Muerteria. I learned from a Cuban man about muertos very closely and gathered so much knowledge from many other Spanish/Latino religo-magical experiences that have richly colored and continually developed my Muerteria practice. And now, I'm just learning the meat and potatoes of the Spanish language! 😆 Durrr...I swear, I'm not dumb.

I just put all of these origins together, too. Santa Muerte says, "Jajajaja! " Hey! Stop laughing, abuela! She's like, "Told you so." Easy laugh I am for her. Think she loves me because I'm not boring and I keep her amused. Swear to God! 😊 Our bond is different than other devotees, mainly because I do not pray to her. I used to and it felt wrong to beg. I've never felt right. We agreed on focused meditative statements. And it works!

I got beautiful red roses for Santa Muerte today and a Caramello bar. I picked up liquor for Santa, Rodolfo, and Biffy. Decided on tequila and brandy. Biffy said definitely brandy for him, he doesn't care for tequila but he will accept it. Rodolfo is like, "Uh, tequila, always, man." Santa Muerte always gets mezcal or tequila. I wanted to get wine, but it ended up being a hassle to go to the grocery store. All of this was bought via a wonderful tip/donation from my client. 💖 I really appreciate him.

Things are unfolding again!?! A feeling I just got. What is going to happen? I keep thinking of my father-in-law, Chuck. Oh dear. And my mother-in-law's (his wife, Tom's mom) birthday is on the 6th...I hope nothing happens! I'm concerned that Chuck may pass soon. His heart is very, very bad and he's 80. He's got stents, Afib, multiple heart attacks, God knows what else. He's on blood thinners, more than one. Fhhhuuuuccckkkk. Don't die Chuck! He needs Michael. I should ask Michael to watch over him. Or Tom should ask his angel, Cassiel. Chuck is Catholic, think he'd appreciate it much. Perhaps I should look into this by necromancy or my cards.

I wrote a whole diatribe here and deleted it! It got rather controversial and I did not want to lose followers because of my opinions. My reserved parents taught me that "Opinions are like assholes. Everyone has one." Hey - they were reserved but not delicate in speech! Cool boomers though. They never took any drugs, unless my dad snuck in some speed. Dunno for sure though my dad never really changed his behavior. Oh! I gave him some weed cookie late in his life - forgot! He turned so cheerful and talkative!! He said his pain was gone, too. So much for oxycodone.

Tom gave my mom a joint but she never smoked it. I would have loved to been able to have given her some chocolate. I'm positive it would have erased her chronic pain like it helps my cramps and nerve pain. But marijuana wasn't legal until after she died.

Well, done here. Hope something I wrote is interesting.

M.M. 💖💀💖