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The Friendliest Garden Tiger Moth: A Brooch đ„°
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@mothsmusesâ replied to your post: what's better in the morning than one of your...
ânoooooo. though, i wish. but no. i met your brother!â
lucifer stopped in his tracks when he heard those words and turned to face ella properly. clearly his name drop hadnât worked.  âi canât imagine that was pleasant, but you might have to be more clear miss lopez, i have literally thousands of siblings.â
for @mothsmusesâ bc we talked about this a while ago and the muse hit
Itâs a jolt up on her spine. What the comics called spider-senses, Rae Rae had to imagine.Â
The names of dead came to her as soft whispers in what humans would consider the subconscious. The knowledge always there, always updating, but only at the forefront of her mind if Azrael so needed it. She found a better way was for the book of the dead to update itself. Little things that made life easier.Â
But she kept a different type of âtrackerâ, one could call it, on her friends, mortals, and immortals alike who she held a place in her heart. See, what most people donât realize is that for most, their time of death is known from the moment they breathe. Some alterations are possible, but rare.Â
Ella had been an exception once. It shouldnât surprise Azrael that itâd happen again.
She knew better than to intervene. Rae Rae knew better than to insert herself into a situation that would resolve itself. But trauma was the unspoken cost of survival, and Ella already had that cross to bear.
Itâs Azrael who manifests with a soft whoosh of wind. Itâs the Archangel of Death who appears in the blink of an eye, whose very presence that normally sparks warmth and comfort, sends a spine-tingling chill into the room. Rae Rae would have her attention on her friend gasping on the ground. But itâs Azrael who has her hand wrapped around the manâs throat with little acknowledgment of how many rules sheâs broken.Â
She squeezes, just barely allowing him to maybe breathe. The angel tilts her head as the man is lifted into the air, watching him struggle. Her wings are outstretched, black, magnificent, divine. For this man, this pathetic excuse for a living thing, Pete Daily, thought himself a master of death, taking lives that were not his to take, and now he was met with the embodiment of Death, herself.
âNot so nice when it happens to you, huh?â
âYouâre such a rude little thing. Playing God with those womenâs lives... if it were up to me, well... that doesnât matter right now because fortunately for you, it isnât. Though, I have it on good authority that my dear big brother has the same distaste for murderous scum like you.âÂ
Her friend on the ground remains forgotten. Itâd been a long time since rage like this festered within the archangel. A type of anger Rae Rae thought gone with the disposal of her blade. In this moment, holding the life of the man intending to murder Ella in her very physical grasp, it reminded her just how much she once loved the hatred and anger, how it fueled her.Â
mothsmuses said:[ bullet ] for one muse to help the other after they get shot (kate helping john!!) Â Â Â Â Â Â injury/hurt prompts bc reasons
đđđ đđđđđđđđ đđđđđđ đđđđ đđ đđđ đđđđ. even then, he can feel as she removes the bullet, despite the anesthetics and the pills. or perhaps he is a bit numb because the hospital bed might be the most comfortable bed he had in a while.  âat least you are a better sight than the bald doc.â he mutters under his breath, green eyes opening as he stares back at the nurse. familiar eyes, blonde hair, killing smile. . .it reminds him of mary too much but he manages to smile through the pain as she patches him up. âyou should see the other guy.â
     âGrab a few eggs would ya Em? Three-â heâs currently somewhat covered in flour, scooping powder into a measuring cup and dumping the whole thing into a big metal bowel. Everyone had been so down lately he decided to do something about it.Â
      A cake for no reason. He used to do this with Sam all the time when they were small. A good way that young Dean had helped cheer his little brother up. Now itâs a chance to put a smile on Emmaâs face. While heâs pretty good at baking Dean is apt to pretend otherwise, even going goofy, just to get laughs. With the amount of flour in the air now doesnât seem to be different.Â

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@mothsmusesâ | accepting
â y - ⊠you  okay  kali ?? â the  angel  raised  an  eyebrow  in  curiosity . â you  sounded  a  little , uh ⊠ distressed  there . â
âI was thinking about my wife and my daughter all of a sudden. It hit me. It will pass.â
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admittedly, miss lopez was one of the few humans that didnât make him want to gouge his eyes out with the proverbial pitchfork. she was pure and happy and human in all of the best possible ways, whereas he was not. â you certainly outshine the rest. â
Triple Mocha Whip
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Lucifer strolled into the forensics lab with two cups. One was from a coffee house down the street from the precinct and looked rainbow bright topped with whipped cream and covered in sprinkles. âTriple mocha whip, Miss Lopez?â
He slide the cup near her place on the work surface and sat down, perching on a stool to look at what she was doing with interest. âWhatâs on the scientific docket for today, then?â