What Their Grace Feels Like | Grace Headcanons
Every angel has their own kind of vibe and I feel like the emotions / sentiments that their grace would evoke in people touched by it would reflect that.
Characters: Castiel, Lucifer, Gabriel, Michael, Raphael
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The way the sun reflects on freshly lain snow
A cool cloth on feverish skinĀ
Running your fingers over a frost covered surface
The satisfying crunch of snow underfoot
Dread that settles heavy in your gut
Prickling goosebumps along your skin
Shattered glass embedding in your skinĀ
A bitter cold that seeps into your bonesĀ
The warmth that settles in your chest seeing the people you love laugh
Playing in the grass in the summer
Childhood mischievousnessĀ
Sun dappled breezy fieldsĀ
The warm buzzing under your skin when you blush
The rich warm glows of golden hour sunlight
Seeing a magic trick for the first time as a child
Heat wave visual distortion
The creeping heat of humiliating embarrassment
The uncomfortable warmth of a too humid room with no ac
The rush of heat you get from opening an oven
The burning under your skin from being in the sun too longĀ
Rain on a car window that sends you to sleep on a long drive
Evening dew glistening on a spiders web
The gentle dripping of water from stalactites onto the floor of a cave
Ripples in a moonlit pond
A high pitched noise thatās barely in the register of your hearing but enough to give you a headache
The feeling of hail on bare skinĀ
The grating of grinding teeth
Standing under cold running water for too longĀ
The approving gaze of an authority figure
A gentle but firm hand on your shoulder
Light filtering through stained glass windows
Rosary beads gently rolling against one another during prayer
The awe of stepping into a cathedral for the first timeĀ
Someoneās watching you when youāre all alone
An unpleasant pressure in your chest, like something is sat on it
Shrinking in on yourself, belittled.Ā
The weight of perceived and real failures crushing you
Stepping into holy ground where you know you donāt belong
Something liminal and clinical like the smell of a morgue or empty surgery suiteĀ
The fizzling crackle and pop from sparklers
The taste of ozone, charged air
The buzzing of electric pylons
Lichtenberg figures tracing energy along your skin
the clap of thunder overheadĀ
A harsh wind blowing throughĀ
The churning of the ocean during a stormĀ
The dissonance of staring into the eye of a hurricane
The foreboding of storm clouds rolling in
