𝐀𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐥.

⠀⠀ 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘣𝘦 𝘴𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘭𝘦 𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘭𝘥 . . . 𝘺𝘰𝘶'𝘳𝘦 𝘯𝘰 𝙙𝙚𝙢𝙤𝙣 . . .

[𝐀𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐥. @SinfulSeraphims]

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⠀⠀ 𝘯𝘰 𝘨𝘰𝘥 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘶𝘴, 𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘸𝘦 𝘳𝘦𝘱𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘴𝘪𝘯 𖤠 𝘯𝘰 𝘴𝘰𝘶𝘭 𝘪𝘴 𝘪𝘯𝘯𝘰𝘤𝘦𝘯𝘵, 𝙚����𝙚𝙧𝙮𝙗𝙤𝙙𝙮 𝙬𝙖𝙣𝙩𝙨 𝙩𝙤 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚 . . .

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[𝐀𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐥. @SinfulSeraphims]

@COUNTURBLESSlNG age . . . it kind of just happened and I've been doing it ever since . . . "

he'd finally, shyly, look up through his lashes at him with that same soft smile.

" I - I don't know . . it's fun . . . and it doesn't get in the way of my purpose. "

[𝐀𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐥. @SinfulSeraphims]

( @COUNTURBLESSlNG )

it was late . . really late . . .

Michael was sitting on the edge of a towering building overlooking the city he'd just played in, decompressing after a show . . . when he felt . . . an all too familiar feeling that suddenly washed over him like a

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[𝐀𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐥. @SinfulSeraphims]

@COUNTURBLESSlNG made . . . I . . I'm not really someone who pines after material goods . . . "

Michael was, afterall, the angel of charity. there wasn't a selfish bone in his body.

" it . . makes me happy when others are happy . . . I try my best . . . and becoming a singer in this modern

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[𝐀𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐥. @SinfulSeraphims]

combing his fingers through his wings.

[𝐀𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐥. @SinfulSeraphims]

@COUNTURBLESSlNG the fluffy, soft down feathers.

he'd allow it, though he let out a quiet, almost missable laugh.

" there are angels all around . . hiding in plain sight . . . some work casual jobs, some own enterprises . . . me 𖤠 I'm . . a singer. my . . stage name is Astral . . . "

[𝐀𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐥. @SinfulSeraphims]

@COUNTURBLESSlNG him all over again, his own hands pausing their own nervous preening of those long flight feathers as the humans hand curiously stroked at the velvety feathers. the wing would very gently twitch whenever his fingers caressed those sensitive, filoplume feathers hidden amongst

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[𝐀𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐥. @SinfulSeraphims]

body to face her, just . . observing still, like thoughts were mulling over in his mind.

[𝐀𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐥. @SinfulSeraphims]

he stood there silently, just, listening to her cries, hearing her pleas for forgiveness . . . he'd look her over like a concerned parent would, noticing the state of her . . and after her question . . . he would sigh out of his nose.

" sit with me, child . . . "

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[‎‎ ‎ ‎‎ ‎‎ ‎ ‎‎ ‎‎ ‎‎‎ ˢʷᵉᵉᵗ ᵇᵘᵗ 𝑷𝑺𝒀𝑪𝑯𝑶 ✞ @saintlikehunt]

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”it’s not okay … it’s not——”

thalia practically sobbed the words out, wiping her tearstained cheek with the back of her hand, only for new tears to fall and replace those she brushed away.

”i— i knew it was a sin, i knew how wrong it was … and … and s—still i …” +
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[𝐀𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐥. @SinfulSeraphims]

he would say, turning as his feathers fell away and disintegrated within wispy, golden strands, until his wings were gone from his back.
he would lead her to a pew along the front row, down the steps to the alter they had been standing upon.
sitting down he would turn his

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[𝐀𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐥. @SinfulSeraphims]

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⠀⠀ 🪽🪽

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[𝐀𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐥. @SinfulSeraphims]

@COUNTURBLESSlNG were close . . I was relaxing nearby when I felt your heart within my own . . . I needed to see you . . . I felt the call . . "

[𝐀𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐥. @SinfulSeraphims]

@COUNTURBLESSlNG tried to never fail.

yet that tiredness, it was there. behind those golden glows.

" mmh . . . "

slowly, Michael would look at him again, though out of the corner of his eye, his right wing moving forwards so he could gently run his fingers over the pure feathers.

" you

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[𝐀𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐥. @SinfulSeraphims]

behind him.

" forgiveness cyam always be earned in our fathers eyes . . . in / my / eyes . . . "

afterall, he was the first angel, he even came before Lucifer himself. Michael was extremely holy . . . perhaps even more so than his lords only son.

amd by god, he was powerful.

[𝐀𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐥. @SinfulSeraphims]

" shhh . . . it's okay . . . "

he'd coo out, those warm brown eyes dotted with soft golden specs . . he looked so soft, so forgiving . . .

" it is one thing to sin, but another to know when one has sinned . . . it is so amicable to tell when you yourself have done wrong.

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[‎‎ ‎ ‎‎ ‎‎ ‎ ‎‎ ‎‎ ‎‎‎ ˢʷᵉᵉᵗ ᵇᵘᵗ 𝑷𝑺𝒀𝑪𝑯𝑶 ✞ @saintlikehunt]

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her head lifted, her eyes searching for his gaze … and the moment their eyes met, all fear vanished altogether. it felt as she was being surrounded by pure sunlight, relief filling her as a content sigh escaped her.

“... how did you— find me ?” +
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[𝐀𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐥. @SinfulSeraphims]

our God is forgiving to those that can admit fault . . . tell me . . . what troubles you 𖤠 what sin is this 𖤠 "

he would ask, stepping up until he was close enough to hold a single hand out down to her, his white and brown wings fluttering out and spreading in display

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[𝐀𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐥. @SinfulSeraphims]

@COUNTURBLESSlNG nothing I do or say right now is enough to heal that damage . . that betrayal, you poor, sweet thing. "

he looked at him with pity, anger dissipating once again and replaced with such softness and warmth . . .

[𝐀𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐥. @SinfulSeraphims]

@COUNTURBLESSlNG when they think they'd gotten away . . . even less are those that use our God as an excuse to pervert their powers unto our most devout . . . "

slowly, he'd reopen his eyes, the golden back.

" I would not worry about those that wronged you anymore . . my dear. but I know

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